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I could feel everybodys stares all over my body as I was walking through the door. Before I was able to look around, a red haired teenager stood in front of me.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my house at my party?", she quickly asked while scanning my whole body. Then she looked up again, adding:"It's private".

"Well I could hear you from the end of the street. Doesn't seem that private right?", I smirked and grabbed myself a drink from the table on my left. I mean maybe I exaggerated it a bit but it's not like I lied.

The girl raised her eyebrows. She looked like she was considering to throw me out. Meanwhile two guys walked up and stopped next to the girl. One with a buzz cut and the other one with a well structured face.

"Hey!", buzz cut shouted taking a step towards me,"Why don't you just leave. You're not invited". I couldn't help it but laugh.

"Cute little boyfriend you have here", I answered looking at the girl,"I thought you would be with someone more beautiful. Because, sorry buzz cut boy, but you're not her league"

The girl quickly turned to buzz cut and her face turned bitter:"Firstly: I don't even know why he's here. I didn't invite him. Secondly: He's not my boyfriend".

"I am", the other guy said while he reached his hand out to greet me, which I didn't accept,"Jackson. Jackson Whittemore".

"Mhm", I said while facing the girl again. She smiled seeing that I rejected Jackson.

"Actually. I like you. You can stay. It's not like you're the only uninvited guest", she said with a big smile,"I am Lydia Martin and I'm quite sure we are going to be best friends".

I didn't have the energy to answer Lydia. Mostly because I don't know her and I would rather get drunk, or at least try to.

While Lydia and her boyfriend left, I made myself comfortable and sipped my drink leaning on the wall. I briefly scanned the room and found buzz cut boy talking to someone across the room. A scent of wolf was in the air. I just had to find out who it is.

I focused on the two boys taking, hoping I'd understand them.

"Do you think Lydia still likes me?", buzz cut asked.

"God Stiles. You completely embarrassed her and yourself", his friend rolled his eyes.

"Anyways", he continued,"Who is she?". He scanned my whole body. That's when I knew he had to be the wolf and his human friend knows about supernaturals.

Our eyes met and we stared at each other until his friend stepped between us after analyzing our eye contact:"Scott?! Are you crazy? You just broke up with Allison and now you're drooling over this -okay I have to admit- hot girl, who you didn't even talk to. She could be dangerous".

"Then lets find out if she's dangerous", he scoffed while walking past him, making his way towards me. I couldn't help but smile at the fact that they were discussing if I'm dangerous.

But buzz cut grabbed him by the wrist:"What about Allison?".

"She broke up with me", he shrugged,"I can do whatever I want. And you should try that too!".

Before he got to me, I was gone. He has to chase me, otherwise it's no fun.

I was outside at the pool, waiting for this Scott. I only smelled human. Especially blood, which did make me nervous because I was only used to being around Klaus. And if there were humans with us, they didn't live long.

So being next to a wolf right now would help me control myself. Even though I didn't like wolf scent. It smelled like wet dog, but I am quite used to it because of Klaus being a Hybrid. But I'd rather take wet dog then destroy my future in Beacon Hills by killing teenagers at a party.

"There you are. I was searching for you", a voice next to me said, making me face him,"I am Scott McCall". He's definitely the wolf.

"Oh you did?", I smiled,"Why?".

"Well", he smirked and scratched the back of his head,"It's nice to see a new face here in Beacon Hills. And such a beautiful one even more".

"Thanks", I chuckled,"But I actually live here since I was born". His smile immediately dropped.

I busted out laughing:"I am joking. You should have seen your face".

"Oh", Scott answered relived,"You had me for a moment. So where are you from?".

"That's a long story", I said but before I was able to continue, I realized buzz cut staring at us from across the pool,"Uhm Scott, who's this buzz cut boy? He's literally staring us to death".

"It's just Stiles. He is my best friend. He just wants to make sure that everything is going well", he turned around facing his friend.

"What do you mean with 'going well'?", I asked. I just ignored the way he called his best friend, Scott is probably just too drunk and mixed the letters of his best friends name. I mean what the fuck is a "Stiles" - definitely not a name though.

"Our talk", Scott answered just as confused like I must have sounded. But before he could make it better, a wind breeze blew from behind me towards Scott. Now he definitely smelled my scent and I had to do something about it before he would ask. I can't risk him finding out about me right now. I'd prefer to keep it a little secret for a moment.

So I used the breeze to "trip" forward, reducing the distance between us. He was utterly shocked by the little distance that was left between us.

Scott reacted milliseconds later and softly grabbed me in case I would fall. When his hands touched my skin and our gazes were locked, I briefly touched his cheek, admiring his eyes. At least I tried to, so he'd stop thinking about my scent. But it worked, his lips touched mine. Impressively soft actually. I didn't expect that from a werewolf.

When he realized I won't reject him, he stared to want more. Scott pushed me against the wall and his hands ran over my body. But still he was very careful in case I'd want him to stop. Of course I didn't. Instead I heated it up even more. I ran my hands through his fluffy hair and threw my body against him. I could hear his heart beating like crazy.

Until a girl screamed in shock when she saw us making out:"Really Scott?! I thought you loved me?!". We immediately separated. I scanned the girl. She looked at me briefly but I was able to feel her jealousy. Instead her eyes were pierced onto Scott whose lips had some of my red lipstick on them.

Scott turned around facing the girl:"Allison...". He had no chance to explain. Because instead of listening, his ex poured her drink over him and left.

Scott also had no chance to explain to me either, because I was gone. It was my time to leave. I know how to make a great leaving.

"Damn Scott", Stiles said while walking up to his friend,"You really fucked up this time. But did you at least find out if she's dangerous?".

"I don't even know her name", Scott answered confused about what just happened. His drunk self wasn't able to process what just happened. The scent, the kiss, Allison. It was just to much.

"Wow", Stiles said,"And you are the scary and intelligent werewolf. We have to talk tomorrow in school. Maybe she'll be there".

Of course I'll be there.