DEREK'S PARTY III

There was a knock on the door.

Derek soughed, glaring at Clem and Shane.

"Did you tell him that I was here?" He asked them. Currently, they were sitting down on his bed, forming the structure of a tripod stand, or a triangle, if seen from high up the ceiling.

"No, of course not." Clem replied, taking his gaze away from Derek to the door.

"I had told him that you were with your mother."

"Okay then, if you say so. Check out who is there." he stated, sitting upright on the bed. He had been reclining at the bed board since his two friends had come to drag him into a party he wasn't sure of the outcome. What was the essence of going to the party when Emma hadn't come? It was dangerous-and that's why he hadn't faulted his parents when they had told him an hour ago that he wouldn't be engaging in a combat if it should ensue between them and their foes tonight. They had mentioned the beast as their concern. They couldn't risk having it controlling him, as it is also triggered by the sight or