Daire was walking down the hallway to her next class when she saw Scott.

" Stay away from Jackson, stay away from Jackson," she heard him mumble.

                        From the other side of the hallway, Lydia looked out of her locker. " Hey Scott!" She called cheerfully.

" Oh come on!" Scott cried out, turning around. Daire laughed as she jogged to catch up.

            " What's up Scotty boy?" The brunette asked him once she caught up.

He jumped before figuring out it was Daire. " Shit Daire you just gave me a heart attack"

            She laughed, " Why are you avoiding your fellow classmates besides moi?"

He leaned over to Daire, guess this must be a huge secret " Derek said I needed to avoid them until the full moon, to protect them."

            Daire tugged him over to the lockers, " I'm all for trying to make nice with Derek, but Scott that's ridiculous"

" Well unless you have a better idea.." Scott led on, hoping for a better idea.

            " Hey, If you want a plan why don't you ask Stiles? I know he isn't talking to you right now but if you bring up this whole Derek thing he wont be able to resist" The girl told him walking in to the classroom. They slipped into their regular seats, Scott behind Stiles and Daire to his left.

"Still not talking to me?" Scott asked his best friend, leaning forward in his seat.

            Stiles just ignored him, staring at the board.

Scott sighed, " Okay, can you at least tell me if your dad is okay? I mean, it's just a bruise right? Some soft tissue damage? Nothing that big?"

            Stiles looked extremely annoyed. Scott looked upset. His best friend was pissed at him. And Daire guessed as her role as the other sidekick she had to get Stiles talking to Scott.

" Stiles, Scott didn't mean to upset you plus he went to Derek for help. If you were talking to Scott what would you say?" she asked him digging through her bag.

            " If I was talking to him I would say that he's being an idiot for trusting him. But obviously I'm not talking to him" Stiles finally relented, but didn't look at either one of them.

The bell rang and Daire got my books out. She could see Stiles fidgeting next to her, he wanted to know what Derek said. He would cave in 3 2 1...

            "What did he say?"

She smiled. Daire 1 Stiles 0

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" He wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?" Stiles scoffed as they exit the classroom.

            " yeah," Scott replied.

Daire looked at him, " Let me know if I got this wrong, but every time you do that you try to kill someone. And that someone is usually Stiles"

            Stiles looked at the short brunette, "hey!"

"I know. That's why he says he doesn't know if he'll be able to teach me. But I have to control it."

            " How was he going to teach you?" Daire asked.

" I don't know. I don't think he does either."

            " Okay, when are you seeing him again?" Stiles asked him.

Shrugging Scott replied, " He told me not to talk about it. Just try and get through the-"

                        Daire smacked the back of his head, " When?"

" He's picking me up at the animal clinic after work," he relented rubbing the back of his head.

                        " Alright, then that gives me to the end of the school day," Stiles sighed.

"To do what?" Scott asked.

                        " To teach you myself." Stiles said looking at his friends.

Well this is not gonna end well.

☾

        The three of them were sitting at lunch, Scott trying to be inconspicuous and failing and Stiles looking at Lydia with Allison and then there's Daire eating a pb&j. She loves lunch.

            " Okay, I think the textbook is making it more obvious," Stiles told Scott.

 Daire nodded in agreement since her mouth was full of sandwich.

            "Besides she's reading something anyways," Stiles continued.

" So did you come up with a plan yet?" Scott asked Stiles.

            " Yeah, I think so," Stiles said in between a bite of apple.

Nodding Scott asked, " So does that mean you don't hate me?"

            " No. But your crap has infiltrated my life, so I have to do something about it," Stiles said.

" Stiles, be nice" Daire told him waving the crust of her sandwich menacingly

                        " Shut up Daire. And anyways, I'm definitely a better Yoda then Derek." He said to them.

" Okay, yeah, you teach me," Scott replied.

                        " Yeah, I'll be your Yoda." Stiles nodded.

" Your Yoda he will be," Daire said in an attempt of a Yoda-ish voice.

                        Stiles excitedly pointed at her, " She said it backwards,"

" Yeah, I know" Scott replied obviously not getting how funny that was.

                        " You know what? I definitely still hate you. Uh huh, oh yeah," Stiles says while grabbing his stuff. He yanked the textbook out of Scott's hands and walked away.

" Dude, you seriously need to watch Star Wars some time" The Argent told Scott before continuing eating her lunch.

☾

Scott and Daire met up with Stiles at the lacrosse field.

            " Okay," he started. Stiles sat down and dug through his lacrosse bag, he pulled out a heart monitor, " Now put this on."

" Isn't this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?" Scott asked after he grabbed it from Stiles.

            Stiles nodded. " Yeah, we borrowed it."

"Stole it," Scott corrected with a grin.

                        " First I stole DVD's now you stole a heart rate monitor, what's next Derek's Camero?" Daire joked.

" Oh ha ha Daire very funny, anyways you're going to wear it for the rest of the day." Stiles continued.

            Stiles next pulled out a phone, Scott looked at it with a raised eyebrow.

"Isn't that Coach's phone?"

" Okay, that we stole" Stiles admitted.

"Why?" Scott asked.

                        Stiles sighed, " Okay, well your heart rate goes up when you go wolf right? When you play lacrosse, when you're with Allison, whenever you get angry. Maybe learning how to control it is tied to learning how to control your heart rate."

" Like the Incredible Hulk," Scott grinned.

                        " Kind of like the Incredible Hulk," Stiles replied.

" Okay first off, Scott you don't turn green and wear purple shorts and second Bruce Banner was experimenting with radiation, you got bit by a crazy as fuck Alpha. Not the same thing" Daire rambled.

                        Both boys looked at her surprised, " What? I had no friends growing up, so I watched movies and read comic books, sue me" she crossed her arms over her chest.

" Moving on,"

After Scott was strapped up to the monitor, Stiles and Daire placed him in the middle of the field. Scott had his hands duct taped together behind his back.

            "This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my free period," Scott told them, as he stood there completely confused.

Stiles and Daire stood a short distance away, Stiles holding a lacrosse stick.

            " Alright, you ready?" Stiles asked him, dumping a bunch of lacrosse balls onto the ground by our feet.

"Remember to focus on your heart rate," Daire reminded him turning on the monitor from the phone.

            Stiles began picking up lacrosse balls and threw them at Scott. Each ball hit him with an audible smack but that wasn't the only sound audible, groans of pain came from the boy. Stiles was practically laughing his ass off while Daire tried hard to keep up her composer. (It was pretty funny watching Scott get pelted with lacrosse balls)

" Hey Daire, your aim is probably better than mine. Wanna try?" Stiles asked handing the girl the stick.

            She took it, " Sorry Scott!" Daire called before she threw a ball that hit him right in the gut. He let out a cry of pain. Daire continued throwing balls since she actually had aim; it went pretty smoothly until the Argent threw one that hit him right ya know there. " Shit Sorry Scott!" 

The beeping from Finstock's phone started to get louder and more rapid.

158,159,160..

            Scott was now crouching in the middle of the field, groaning. Daire dropped the lacrosse stick and picked up the phone. She glanced around to make sure no one was seeing a teenager turn into the "Incredible Hulk".  But of course Jackass was leaning up against the bleachers, he was staring at Scott and thankfully he hasn't turned green and ripped his clothes so they were in the clear.

            Scott tore the duct tape off and began grabbing at the ground panting.

162, 163, 162.

It was dropping! Daire looked up to see Scott no longer panting.

            "Scott?" She asked.

"You okay? You started to change," Stiles told him.

            "The anger," Scott let out. " But it was more than that. It was like the angrier I got, the stronger I felt."

" So it is anger. Derek's right." Stiles responded.

                        " I cant' be around Allison anymore" Scott panted.

" Just because she makes you happy?" Daire asked.

                        "Because she makes me weak."

☾

        Scott was dead set on avoiding Allison. And lets just say Daire's not too happy about that. Her sweet  cousin didn't deserve to be suddenly frozen out, of course Scott thought it was for her safety but she didn't know that, and it certainly didn't make it any less stupid. Scott thought she made him weak, and that was the dumbest idea Daire had ever heard.

            But anyways, Scott had a "master plan" and that was destroyed when Allison got into the desk behind him before Stiles did. And Daire will admit it made her very happy.

Allison began talking about how she switched lab partners to be with Scott, which defiantly screwed with his dumbass plan. And that made Daire REALLY happy.

            Finstock walked into the classroom, automatically drawing their attention.

" Let's settle down," he said slapping a book on the desk. " Let's start with a quick summary of last night's reading"

            Daire pulled out her notebook but refused to put her hand up.

" Greenburg put your hand down. Everyone knows you did the reading. How about, uh.... McCall?"

            " What?" Scott asked obviously not paying attention.

" The reading."

            "Last nights?" Scott asked nervously.

Daire looked between Scott and Finstock, man he was in for it.

            " How about the reading of the Gettysburg address?" Finstock sassed back at Scott.

"What?" Scott said getting more confused by the minute.

            Coach sighed, " That's sarcasm. Are you familiar with the term sarcasm?"

"Uh very," Scott replied, looking at Stiles. Stiles grinned.

            " Did you do the reading or not?" Finstock asked, leaning against his desk.

Scott shifted uncomfortably in his desk. " Um, I think I forgot."

            " Nice work McCall. It's not like you're averaging a D in the class," Finstock replied sarcastically.

What a jerk.

         Coach Finstock continued to harass Scott. Basically telling the class that Scott isn't capable of reading.

Suddenly Daire's attention was diverted to the buzzing coming from her pocket. Finstock's phone, and it was telling her that Scott's heart rate was climbing rapidly.

            "Shit" she muttered. It was one thing to have Scott wolf out on a lacrosse field but in a classroom of teenagers! " Not good, this is so not good" Daire muttered looking up to Scott.

"Thank you. Thank you McCall. Thank you McCall! Thank you for extinguishing any last flicker of hope I had for your generation. You just blew it for everyone! Thanks, next practice you can start with suicide runs," Finstock snapped. "Unless that's too much reading,"

            The Argent girl was ready to make some lame excuse to get Scotty boy out but when she looked back down to the monitor, his heart rate was descending and was now at a "Hulk" free pace. Daire looked back to Scott to see how this change was possible and that's when she saw Allison and Scott's hands intertwined under the desks. Daire did a little fist pump; she knew Allison didn't make him weak.

She gave him control.

☾

" It's her," Stiles said as we entered the hallway.

            Scott looked around, not understanding. "What?"

"It's Allison," Stiles exclaimed. "Remember what you told us about the night of the full moon? You were thinking about her right? Protecting her."

            "Okay?" Scott asked warily.

"And then the night of the first lacrosse game? You said you could hear her voice out on the field?"

            "Yeah, I did."

" So that's what brought you back," Stiles told him. " So you could score. And after the game in the locker room, you didn't kill her. At least, not how you were trying to kill us. She brings you back, is what I'm saying."

            " No, no, no" Scott interrupted. " That's not always true. Because literally every time I'm kissing her or touching her-"

" No. That's not the same. When you're doing that, you're just another hormonal teenager thinking about sex" Stiles replied.

            After that, Scott got this giant grin on his face, and was in another world.

"Your thinking about sex right now, aren't you?" Stiles asked.

            "ahh! Virgin ears right here!" Daire held her hands to her ears to make a point.

" Sorry" Scott laughed.

            " I'm surrounded by idiots," Daire grumbled

" Anyways, when she was holding your hand it was different. I don't think she makes you weak, she actually gives you control."

            " Like an anchor!" Daire exclaim.

"Exactly" Stiles nodded.

            " Maybe it's because I love her," Scott said. Then he realized what he just said, " Did I just say that?"

" Yes, you just said that," Stiles sighed.

            Daire let out a squeal, " I totally ship it!"

The boys looked at her like she's crazy, " Ship?" they both ask

            " Ugh, you two have a lot to learn.." The girl groaned

" That's great you can teach us later, now moving on," Stiles replied. Daire whacked him.

            " No, really," Scott said seriously. " I think I'm totally in love with her."

" That's beautiful. Now before you go off and write a sonnet, can we figure this out please? Because you can't be around her all the time," Stiles exclaimed, totally fed up with the topic. Daire just ignored him trying to come up with a ship name for Scott and Allison... Allcott?.....Scison?....Scallison? Scallison!

            "Okay, sorry. What do I do?"

"I don't know....yet," Stiles said, spinning in a half circle.

            The next thing Daire knew, the light bulb went off above his head.

" Oh no," Scott mumbled. "You're getting an idea aren't you?"

            "Yeah"

"Is this idea going to get me in trouble?" he asked.

            "Maybe," Stiles said.

"Is this idea going to cause me physical pain?"

            "Definitely"

"Oh joy" Daire sighed.

☾

        After Stiles plan succeeded in the whole Scallison anchor issue it landed them in detention. As much as Daire hated detention, she hated detention with Harris more then she hated President Wallace on The 100 (and thats a lot of hate). The only thing that's keeping her from smacking Stiles and Scott repeatedly is the fact that the two had kissed and made up (not literally).

            " Stiles, you seriously owe me for getting us detention with Harris" Daire threatened him as they headed towards Derek's Camaro in the school parking lot. She was holding a pair of bolt cutters and didn't even ask why they needed them.

" Daire, I will be in your debt but I still cant believe we're meeting with Derek" Stiles replied.

            Scott was walking ahead of them.

" This is a terrible idea," Stiles called to him.

            " Can you think of something better?" he replied.

Stiles shrugged. " Well, personally, I'm a big fan of ignoring a problem until it goes away."

            " Yeah like the alpha will go away and stop killing people if we ignore him, real smart Stiles." Daire replied.

" Well just make sure we get inside," Scott told him.

            Daire waved the bolt cutters in her hand, " Ready when you two doofuses are"

No one replied as they walked up to Derek's car. The brooding werewolf climbed out of the driver's seat, scowling.

            "Where's my boss?" Scott asked.

"In the back."

            The Argent girl looked into the back of the Camaro to see Deaton tied up in the backseat.

" Oh, he looks comfortable," Stiles said sarcastically.

            Scott started walking towards the school. Stiles and Daire followed.

" Hey," Derek called out. "What are you doing?"

            " Breaking the law like we do every Thursday" Daire muttered.

" You said I was linked with the Alpha. I'm going to see if you're right," Scott said.

☾

        " So what are we going to do if the Alpha is a no show?" Daire asked as they stood in the main office. Stiles grabbing the intercom on the front desk.

            "I don't know."

" And what are we going to do if the Alpha does?" Stiles added.

            "I don't know."

"Well this will end well." Daire told them.

            " Okay, you said a wolf howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack."

" Right, but if you bring him here does that make you apart of his pack?" Stiles asked.

            "I hope not," Scott sighed.

" Same here," Daire replied as Stiles placed the intercom in front of Scott.

            Scott opened his mouth and what came out was not a howl.

"Was that okay? I mean that was a howl right?" Scott panicked.

            "From a technical standpoint maybe," Stiles muttered.

"Well what did it sound like to you?"

            " Like multiple cats being choked to death" The brunette girl told him

" What do I do? How am I supposed to do this?" Scott asked.

            Stiles sighed and walked over to our side of the desk. He began rubbing Scott's shoulder, " Hey, listen to me. You're calling the Alpha. Be a man. Be a werewolf"

" Not a teen wolf. Be a werewolf. Embrace it and let it all out " Daire told him.

            He nodded, opening his mouth again and what came out was definitely a howl.

And a damn good one.

☾

" I'm going to kill the three of you," Derek said as we came back out. " What the hell was that? Are you trying to attract the entire state to the school?"

            "Sorry," Scott replied sheepishly. " I didn't know it was going to be that loud."

" Oh, it was loud. And it was awesome!" Stiles cheered.

            "Shut up," Derek told him.

" Don't be such a sour wolf," Stiles sassed.

            In the few seconds of silence, Daire thought she saw something move in the bushes beside the school.

"What did you do with him?" Scott asked, looking in Derek's backseat.

            "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything with him." Derek replied looking back at his car.

The car door was open and Deaton was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly Derek was lifted off the ground and blood began to flow out of his mouth.

            " What the hell?" Daire exclaim reaching to grab the knife she keeps in her combat boot.

The Alpha was holding Derek up with one clawed hand. Its eyes glowed red and a low growl came from its throat. He threw Derek across the school grounds and she started running, Stiles and Scott followed her as they reached the school closing the metal doors behind us. They fell against the doors catching their breath.

            The Alpha is out there, and threw Derek like he was a rag doll. Sure calling the Alpha was part of the plan, but the fact that Derek could very well be dead the one thing that Daire knew didn't work in their favor was that the Alpha was still out there and that they were stuck in the school. This is a game of cat and mouse and they are the mice.

New update!!! You guys I'm halfway done with Count My Scars and I cannot tell you how excited I am to start season 2, it will be EPIC!!! but before I get ahead of myself heres a brand new chapter and I hope you all loved the geeky fangirl side of Daire as well as her badass side, as always vote and comment. I love to read what you guys think! Hopefully a new update will be ahappening next week, until next time :)