Emma was just a normal, average 16 year old girl bullied by her schoolmates. Something she wished would just stop, but has no courage to stop it. Derek is a jock, the star basketball player of Brentwood High School. Derek knows what he'll soon become, but just doesn't know when. Werewolves have been in his family for generations, and he knows he won't be able to stop it. He knows about imprinting, and knows he's just not ready for it. When he comes back to realization, he imprints on someone faster than he'd predicted. Emma.


17. Chapter 17: Emma

As I walk home from school, my phone vibrates in my back pocket. Grabbing it, I look at the message. It was from a number that I didn't recognize. 'Want a ride home?', it reads. Wha..? I look around. There was no one around but myself. Suddenly a red Charger comes by me and stops. The window scrolls down. "Derek? What are you doing here?," I ask, astonished. "I was on my way home and I saw you walking. Need a lift?" "Uh..," I didn't know what to think. Why was he being so nice? "Um.. No thank you." I keep walking. "Come on," he smiles. " It's getting dark soon, Emma. I'm taking you home whether you let me or not anyways." I sigh. I open the car door and climb in. 




It was really awkward in the car with Derek. There was nothing to talk about. We had nothing in common. "Uh.. What street do you live on again?," he asks nervously. "Just turn here." I point left as we come to the end of a street. He turns and I tell him which house is mine. Parking the car, he turns to me. "Um.. Have a good night Emma," he whispers. He was so close to me. My eyes widen when I realize what he was doing. His eyes are closed and he's beginning to lean in. What do I do?!, I scream in my head. His lips finally find mine and I'm utterly shocked. Derek Blade was kissing me for goodness sake! His lips are soft against mine, and so warm. My eyes shut. Enjoy yourself for once Emma. I feel my body finally relax as I sink into his delightful kiss. He nibbles on my lip before kissing me deeply again. Oh..
"Oh, my dear Emma," I hear in my head. My body suddenly tenses. I pull back and my cheeks flush scarlet red. "Uh.. I should probably go inside now." I didn't want to mention to him that I was hearing voices. He'd think I was some kind of freak. Not that I wasn't already. Derek scratches his head. "Yeah. I'll see you at school tomorrow." I open the car door. "Night," I say and shut the door closed. 

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