more than meets the eye | derek and caroline
It wasn't often that someone with Caroline's level of organisation and concentration got lost in their own head. It happened so rarely to her, she hardly ever daydreamed, always focused on the task at hand, unwilling to let a single thing get by her. It was a part of her eagerness to succeed at everything she tried, the fear of failure too great to allow a lapse in concentration. But that was exactly what had happened to her this afternoon, and it wasn't while she was safely holed up in her bedroom, or a classroom, or even the training rooms in her faction. No. She had been out on patrol training with her classmates, and now she was lost.Β
She cursed herself for letting her mind wander, but it seemed to be something that had been happening more and more frequently since her conversation with Stiles the other day. Caroline couldn't understand how you could tell a person that youΒ loved them and then leave for a whole month. Sure, it had surprised her at first, but the more she thought about it and the more she missed him, the more she wanted to be with him. The distance was killing her, and clearly it was starting to influence other parts of her life too.
Caroline let out a long sigh as she took in her surroundings, trying to figure out exactly where she was and when she had started to lose the group, her eyes landing on a figure a few feet away from her. Not expecting anyone to be around, she jumped a little, but quickly relaxed when she saw who it was. "Derek?"
