I woke up the next morning not feeling too well. I couldn’t tell if it was because Kate still hasn’t been found, or if something is going to happen today. I shrugged it off, took a shower, got dresses, and headed to Derek’s. I thought that I would check on him before going to the school. Peter let me in, and I jumped on the couch next to Derek. We talked for a few minutes, before Brayden showed up. I was confused, but I was going to listen to this little exchange and hope this ends well.
“That table’s Italian.” Peter told Brayden as she placed her boots onto the table.
“So are these boots. Are we going to talk about interior designing fashion, or are we going to talk numbers?” Brayden said with an attitude.
I couldn’t help the snicker that left my lips. Peter glared at me, but I just smiled back at him. Peter wrote some numbers down, and slid the paper to Brayden. Brayden glanced at it, marked through them, wrote her numbers down, and slid it back to Peter.
“We’re hiring you to find Kate, not assassinate the President.” Peter said as he looked at Brayden’s numbers.
“I was hired by the Calaveras to find Kate. You’re hiring me to find her first. Going against the Calaveras is what’s going to cost you.” Brayden said as she leaned back in the chair.
Peter got up and walked toward the window. I don’t know why he does not want to pay Brayden, because she is trying to help them.
“We’ll pay. Just find, that’s all we want.” Derek said as he grabbed the paper off the table.
Brayden gave Derek a smile. I walked Brayden out and when I closed the door, Peter laid into Derek.
“Are you insane?” Peter asked as Derek was looking through something.
“We don’t have a choice. We spent a week looking for her and came up with nothing.” Derek said back.
I didn’t know where this conversation was going, but I needed to go see Scott and Stiles, but I’ll be late if it means I can help Derek.
“If we don’t find out, who told Kate about the vault, we don’t get those bonds back! What do you think I’m gonna do then, huh? Get a job? My resume is slightly out of date. We got robbed, Derek.” Peter said before Derek roared in his face, showing Peter his yellow eyes.
“Oh, that’s a new look for you. What happened to your eyes?” Peter asked.
“I don’t know. But I’m willing to pay to find out.” Derek replied before heading my way.
“Let me know if you hear anything else. I want to help out as much as I can.” I told Derek as I got on my bike.
“I will, and you better be careful.” Derek said back.
“Always am.” I told him with a smirk before starting my bike and heading toward the school.
When I got to the school, I parked my bike, and headed to the field. I smiled at Scott and Stiles as I walked up to them. We watched as the kid in goal caught every single ball. We were shocked by that, and I almost jumped out of my skin when the kid took off his helmet, Hazelle spoke from behind me. “Wow! That kid is hot.”
I turned around and glared at her. Hazelle just shrugged with a huge smile. I just shook my head and followed the boys into the locker room. I’m kidding; I actually waited till I knew the guys were dressed. Coach doesn’t really like me in here, but he doesn’t say anything because he actually likes me.
“Hey, Liam. You want to explain what that was out there?” Stiles asked, and that’s what led me to him, Scott, and Liam.
“What do you mean?” Liam asked completely confused.
“That little display. Your little circus act.” Stiles replied.
“What circus act?” Liam asked, and I was starting to like this kid.
“You caught every shot.” Stiles replied.
“I was in goal.” Liam said.
“Yeah, but nothing, not a single shot got past you.” Stiles said, and I could tell that he was starting to get frustrated.
“Yeah, I was the goalie. You guys played this game before?” Liam asked, and I almost giggled at that.
“You’re a freshmen, right?” Scott asked.
“Yeah.” Liam replied while looking at Scott.
“But you weren’t here last semester.” Scott clarified.
“I transferred from Devenford Prep.” Liam told us.
I guess I wasn’t the only one that noticed that his heart beat skipped.
“You transferred?” Scott asked, and that told me that he was thinking exactly what I was thinking.
“Yeah.” Liam replied, and his heart skipped again.
“No, you got kicked out, didn’t you?” Scott asked.
That threw me for a loop, and it caught Liam off guard.
“All right. Look! Kicked out or transferred, what do you guys care? I came here to play lacrosse. The team could use a few good players, right?” Liam asked.
“No. No, we don’t need any more good players.” Stiles replied.
“Actually, we could sort of use a couple.” Scott countered Stiles.
“What about you, Zaira?” Scott asked me.
“Sorry Stiles, but I have to agree with Scott.” I replied with a small smile.
“Okay, how’d you get this good? Have you always been this good? Or did it suddenly happen just once overnight. Have you been out in the middle of the woods during the night of a full…” Stiles started.
“Stiles.” Scott and I both said at the same time.
“Hmm. Look, I learned from my stepfather, all right? He made team captain when he was a sophomore. Like you. And yeah… I guess I’m just that good.” Liam told us before walking out of the locker room.
“He wasn’t lying that time.” Scott told us.
“Nope.” I replied with a laugh.
We left the locker room, and I went to whatever classroom I wanted to. I was just helping out different teachers, and I hope that Mr. Yukimura doesn’t leave because I actually like him. School ended quicker than it normally does, and before long, I was sitting with Kira, Malia, and Hazelle, who decided to show up. As tryouts were going on, I noticed that both Scott and Stiles were missing the goal all together. Everyone started laughing at them, so I decided to show everyone how to play.
“What the hell are you doing?” Stiles asked as he met me halfway onto the field.
“Saving your ass like always.” I replied as Coach handed me a stick.
“Watch and learn boys.” I said with a grin, before picking up the ball, and chunking it into the goal.
Everyone cheered when the ball went straight into the net. Even Coach cheered, and I told you he liked me. I gave the boys a grin before going and sitting back down, but not before high-fiving Coach. When I finally reached the bleachers, I high-fived Malia and Hazelle. Kira was still in shock, but I knew it would wear off soon.
As tryouts continued, Scott and Stiles still weren’t doing any better. I was about to go back down there, but Coach decided to make Scott and Stiles try to keep the players from trying to score. I was ok with that, but I knew that would change when Liam was up. Scott and Stiles seemed to be doing really good, until Liam was up. I was on the edge of my seat when Liam was headed their way, but he actually got around them and scored.
“That was luck! Do-over!” Malia shouted.
I couldn’t keep the giggle that escaped because she was funny. I’m glad she’s around because this tryout would be boring without her.
“Sweetheart, there’s no do-overs. This is a practice.” Coach said.
“Ten bucks on Scott and Stiles.” Malia told him, and I knew right then that Coach would change his mind.
“I’ll take that action. Hey! Get back in there, Liam.” Coach hollered to Liam, and I knew that something was about to happen.
“Don’t move! Don’t touch him!” Coach yelled as he ran over to Scott, Stiles, and Liam, who was trying to stand.
I ran down there to help the guys with Liam. I helped them get him to the nurse, and when I was sure that they were good to go, I went to find Lydia because that girl was not answering her phone. When I finally found her, she was at the Walcott’s house, along with a deputy. I have an idea on the deputy, but I won’t know for sure till I get in there.
“Are you saying that I have a reputation?” Lydia asked Jordan.
“I would be careful with your answer, deputy, because you don’t what impression you might have on an innocent girl.” I told them, and buddy was it funny watching Jordan jump just a little.
“An unusual one. Maybe you’re psychic.” Jordan replied to Lydia after he recovered from me spooking him.
I was happy with his answer, and he wasn’t far off from the truth. I hope he doesn’t get mixed up in this because it would be nice to date someone that isn’t involved in the supernatural. Did I just say date? Damn, I’m getting ahead of myself. Sorry, just forget I ever thought that.
“Don’t tell me you believe all that?” Lydia asked, and I knew she was trying to cover her tracks.
“I’d like to say that I don’t believe in anything. But I keep an open mind. But if you’re looking for dead bodies, I think you’re a little late.” Jordan replied as Lydia was walking toward a wall.
I was confused at first, until she lightly pushed on the wall, and it popped open. We all shared a look, before Jordan cocked his gun, grabbed his flashlight, and led us through. I cocked my gun as well, and Jordan raised an eyebrow at me. I just smiled and followed after Lydia, who followed Jordan. When we got into a room, Jordan flipped on the lights.
“I think it’s a game locker. Like venison. Hunting’s legal in some parts of the state, but…” Jordan started to say, but trailed off.
“What is it?” Lydia asked, and I don’t think that I want him to answer.
“It’s not venison.” Jordan replied, and when we looked over his shoulder, we saw a woman’s body.
I felt sick to my stomach, so I quietly left the room, and went to get fresh air. After I calmed myself down, I got on my bike, and rushed to the hospital. I knew something was off by the way the wind blew. When I got off my bike at the hospital, I heard a woman scream. I knew that scream anywhere, and I ran straight to her. I roared at Sean, I guess that’s who it is, and so did Scott, who appeared beside me. Scott ran at Sean and I stood next to Mamma McCall. Sean ran off, but Scott hesitated, until Mamma McCall made Scott go after him.
“I’m fine, Zaira. Go help Scott.” Mamma McCall told me.
I looked at her for a moment before running off. When I finally found Scott, he was on the roof, and Sean had Liam close to the edge.
“Hang in there, Liam!” I hollered to him.
Scott jumped to help Liam, and that wasn’t the best plan, because Sean tossed Liam off the edge.
“Liam!” I yelled.
I didn’t know what to do. Scott was trying to save Liam, but Sean was pulling Scott away from him. I watched as Scott did the only thing that could save him, he bit Liam. I felt so bad for the kid, but it had to be done. All of a sudden, an axe made its way into Sean, and I was happy to say the least. Scott pulled Liam up, and sat him away from the edge. Scott and I looked at the person who killed Sean, and it was a dude with no mouth. I was officially freaked out, but was thankful that he killed Sean and not us.
“Are you ok?” I asked Scott as I jumped to stand next to him.
Scott just nodded his head, so I headed to check on Liam.
“Just breathe, ok. You’ll be ok.” I told Liam as I tried to wrap his wound.
Lucky for me that I always carry something with me just in case. Liam was grateful and slowly calmed himself down.
“That’s a boy. Just keep breathing like that, and you’ll be fine.” I told him with a smile.
Liam slowly smiled back, and our moment was ruined by Scott.
“Zaira, I need you to stay here, and tell your uncle anything.” Scott told me.
“Scott, this kid is traumatized. I don’t think he’ll listen to anyone but me at this moment.” I growled at Scott.
“I know, but it’ll only be for a few minutes. Please Zaira.” Scott pleaded.
I sighed before saying, “Alright, just a few minutes. But after that, I’m coming for the kid.” I told him.
Scott nodded and left with Liam. I told Liam that he would fine, and that I would catch up. I didn’t know exactly how this was going to go, but I do know that tonight was only the beginning.
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