A/N: Hey everyone! So, I don't know why, but I always find myself writing additions to my stories late at night. Anyway... thought I'd let you teen wolf junkies (including myself) know that Teen Wolf is starting up again in January! Yeah I'm excited!! Enjoy!

~Scott's POV~
I felt terrible for yelling at Netanya like that and I guess I figured that she would find out about the 'werewolf' stuff sooner or later but, she's been here for a day! She hasn't even had the chance to make her self at home! And now she lays on the floor, asleep. How am I supossed to explain this all to her without her trying to leave? I have no idea.
"Scott, I-I think she's waking up!" Stiles exclaimed.
Her face scrunched up slightly and slowly, her eyes started to open. She looked confused for a second but must have regained her memory suddenly because she tried to run. I grabbed her quickly and closed my door.
"Netanya please dont freak out anout this. I won't hurt you, I promise." I tried to ease her nerves.
"Y-you are a w-were-werewolf! Your a werewolf!! H-how am I not supposed to freak out about that!" She obviously was still in shock.
Stiles and I spend the rest of the night explaining everything to her. How I was turned, who Derek is, all of it.
After 3 hours of careful explaining, she stood up and started walking to the door. She turned around right before she reached it and said:
"I want to meet him. I mean, if being a werewolf is as awesome as you explained it to be, I'm in."
Stiles and I looked at each other, wide eyed, and looked back at her.
"Whoa, whoa Netanya. We weren't trying to convince you of anything. We wanted you to not be afraid, that's all. You don't want to be like me. Remember how I told you about the excruciating pain on the full moons? Yeah, and the hunters as well? Its not all good. You don't want this I promise." I couldn't beleive she said that. I can't even begin to think about how bad her life must have been before she came here.
"No, Scott. I do want this. You wouldn't understand. Just please, let me meet him and decide for myself." she begged.
"Fine. Tomorrow after school we will go to this place." What could go wrong; she only wanted to meet him, right?

~Netanya's POV~
I walked slowly back to 'my room'. I had just processed everything that he told me and I knew that was what I wanted. I knew that the increased abilities, I would be able to feel and look better than I had before and maybe, just maybe, be happy again.
I tried to be happy and act happy but deep down, I'm not. I climb under the cold blanket and rest my head on the fluffy pillow. I let myself slowly drift to dream land, hoping that it wouldn't bring nightmares.
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The next day.......
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~Netanya's POV~
I woke up around 1pm. Memories from last night came flooding back to me. It was a Saturday, so there wouldn't be school. Today is the perfect opportunity to meet Derek. I hope it goes well ans excepts me. I really need this, no matter what Scott says. I dressed warmly, as it was closing in on winter. I took a quick shower and got dressed. I grabbed my grey knitted scarf that used to belong to my mother, grey skinny jeans, a red and black flannel, and black boots. I threw my hair up in a messy bun and put on some mascara. I brushed my teeth and all that. I went to Scott's door, knocked, and waited. He didnt answer so I figured he was down stairs. As I entered the kitchen, I saw Scott and Stiles rummaging through the fridge. I went and grabbed an apple off the counter and took a bite to get their attention. They both turned around, startled, with what looked like KFC chicken in their mouths. It made me laugh. Stiles glared and said,
"What, chicken is better than a lame apple." He smiled after he said that. I gave him a sad look because apples were my favorite food. He winked and turned his attention back to the fridge.
"So, when are we leaving to see Derek?" I asked, breaking the silence.
They both turned around again and sat down. I sat too.
"Look, Netanya, I dont want you to do this. Please, its not what you want." He tried getting me to change my mind but it was to late. My mind was set.
We finished our food and hoped in Stiles' jeep. On the way there, Green Day came on the radio. We all jammed out. We reached a burnt down house when Stiles turned the car off. I was confused. They weren't coming her to kill me were they? Hmmmm. A man with black hair and green eyes stepped onto the porch. He had some stubble and was well built.
"What are you guys doing here? And who's that?" Derek spoke smoothly but also hard at the same time.
Scott replied with,
"I came here so she could ask you a question..
"And we kinda told her about the werewolf stuff.." Stiles added.
Derek looked mad. He didn't want anyone to know about werewolfs, ecpecially since it could put him and Scott in danger of the world.
"Im Netanya. And I didn't just come here to ask you a question. I want to be like you. Scott explained how the only way a human can become a werewolf is if you get the bite from an Alpha and well, he told me you are one. I haven't had the best life, actually, im pretty sure I've had the worst-
"My entire family burned in this house when I was 16. You haven't had the worst life." Derek interuppted. I felt terrible.
"Oh. I'm so sorry. I guess I haven't had the worst life... um..."
Again, he started talking.
"It doesn't matter now. You want the bite? Your sure?"
"100%" I wanted this. Not Scott, not even Stiles was going to stop me.