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|First Chapter|
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I’m waken up by my extremely annoying alarm, I quickly and in a half asleep state click the snooze button after my ears almost bleeding with the huge noise that came out of the squared alarm. With one of my eyes still closed I slowly get up and look at the clothes that are in top of a chair. I stay looking into nothing for about 7 minutes trying to remember what last night’s dream was about.
I shake my head, giving up as I get up and make my way to the toilet, luckily it is right next to the room.
After showering and having a full blown concert in the bathroom, I cleaned myself, putting a towel around my waist, I went to brush my teeth and as I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smile at myself, adjusting my wet brown hair.
I brush my teeth, walking on the cold floor towards my room, picking up each piece of clothing that I had chosen the night before after staying up until 1 AM.
‘Prick. No wonder I had such a hard time getting up.’
I start dressing up, piece after piece, and after finally dressing up, I walk down the stairs towards the kitchen which I found very beautiful with black tiles on the floor which went well with the wooden table which stood in the middle of the small kitchen.
My dad had already gone to work and my best friend is about to come pick me up in any minute. I sit down and put milk in my favourite bowl with a wolf on it, I put cereal along with it and start eating in a hurry after my eyes wander to the circular clock on the kitchen wall.
beep beep.
I hear the well-known sound of Stiles’ jeep and quickly put the bowl next to the counter and the milk in the fridge that was full of stickers from when I first came to beacon hills. I quickly run upstairs to get my phone and my school bag which stood out to me since it was a Harry Potter reference. ‘Hufflepuff and Proud’ stated the bag.
Mental note, save up for a new bag.
I grab it and put it on my shoulders. I place my phone on my back pocket and run out of my house, almost forgetting to lock my house. Almost.
I am welcomed with a smile by the one and only Stiles. I smile back at him as I enter his fucked up jeep and when I say fucked up I mean it.
“Hi mate.” I say while Stiles starts driving his jeep.
“Sup.” He responds back extending the ‘p’.
Most of the journey was silent. From the way he was drumming his finger on the steering wheel and the way he seemed to be jumpy, I could tell that the boy was quite excited.
“What has got you so hyped?” I speak.
“Huh?” He asked confused. “Oh-Uh So yesterday night me and Scott went to find a body in the woods, then I got caught by my dad and Scott had to go home by foot and as he was trying to find his way back he got bit. Apparently.” He speaks with a proud grin on his face while I look at him with my jaw on the floor of the jeep.
I slap him in the back of the head getting a quick reaction from the boy with the buzz headed hairstyle.
“What was that for?!” He screams out.
“I can’t believe it. I really can’t believe it. So you’re telling me that you went on an adventure and you didn’t tell me anything?” I asked as I felt my blood boiling in the inside, a slight sharp pain in my chest came along with it.
All I knew is that I was hurt.
“Ugh – I am sorry okay? Look we all know you would want to go but imagine if something happened to you? You know. You’re pretty fragile. You look like you would die with a single slap on the face. Imagine if what happened to Scott happened to you?” he speaks keeping his eye on the road. I don’t dare to make eye contact with the boy in front of me.
That phrase didn’t bother me since I have always been underestimated by my height and looks.
Instead, something else stood out to me in that little speech. The fact that he seemed to care about me. That alone made me feel so much and I actually felt myself feeling pity towards the boy.
“Fine… next time. Please inform me.” I ask politely. We both sigh at the same time as I keep my eyes on the road. “I can take care of myself, thank you very much. I lived in Brixton for three years of my life – you don’t know what goes on in there.”
We turn right and a familiar huge building stands tall with recognisable people already standing outside in their little group of friends.
Stiles parks his jeep instantly before getting out of his jeep, followed by me and locking his jeep as he excitedly jumps up and down running towards my other best friend, Scott McCall while I roll my eyes at my best friend’s excitement
I look at Scott with a smile after not seeing him for a week, while Scott smiles uncomfortably as Stiles is next to him throwing questions at him.
I finally get to them and Scott is showing his bandage.
“Damn… that looks pretty bad.” I say.
“Yeah. It was too dark to see much but I am pretty sure it was a wolf.” He says as Stiles chuckles.
“Oh my god, are you serious?” I ask with a shocked expression all over my face after hearing the news.
“A wolf bit you?” Stiles asks from beside me as Scott nods in response letting down his clothing back to cover the bandage before anyone else saw.
“No, not a chance.” Stiles says.
“I heard a wolf howling.” Scott responds back, I notice that my head keeps looking back and forth between the two.
“No you didn’t” Stiles chuckled. Moving forward a bit before stopping and turning back to face us.
“What do you mean, no, I didn’t? How do you know what I heard?” He answers back. He looked serious so I don’t think he would lie about that. That’s not Scott.
“Because California doesn’t have wolves, okay? Not in like 60 years.” He states and he has a point however, like everything, it could change.
“Really?” He asks turning to me and looking back at Stiles.
“But – never say never I guess.” I say as both of them look at my response, Stiles looking at me like I was crazy and Scott grinned. “Yeah… he kind of has a point there however that can change. Maybe they came to Beacon Hills.” I say as both of my best friends look at me.
“There are no wolves in California.” Stiles states in disbelief trying to end the conversation.
“Alright if you don’t believe me about the wolf, then you’re definitely not gonna believe be when I tell you I found the body.” Scott says with a grin on his face knowing that this will get Stiles’ attention.
“Oh my- that’s grim. Are you serious?” I ask turning to him as he nods towards me.
“You – are you kidding me?” Stiles asks with a grin on his face looking even more hyped then before.
“No, I wish. I’m going to have nightmares for a month.” He says and I chuckle at him.
“Oh god, this is freaking awesome. I mean this is seriously going to be the best thing that has happened to this town since – since the birth of Lydia Martin.” Stiles says staring to the side of me. I look behind me to see a girl with strawberry blonde hair, short yet fashionable dress for the first day with a girl walking behind her Queen B.
“Hey Lydia – You Look – Like you’re going to ignore me.” He says after Lydia Martin passes through us and ignores poor Stiles as she always does. Stiles turns to look at us with a pissed off expression washed all over his face.
“When are you giving up on that, mate?”
“You guys are the cause of this, you know?” he says motioning towards both me and Scott, as we start walking towards our first class.
“Oh really? How comes?” I ask.
“Draggin’ me down to your nerd depths. I’m a nerd by association. I’ve been scarlet – nerded by you.” He says.
“Me?! I am actually making you even more awesome, remember when I first came here and everyone was obsessed with my accent? Obsessed. So you should be thanking me.” I stick my tongue out to him as he chuckles at my comment.
•
I now sat uncomfortable in an uncomfortable seat in my English class. I was sitting in front of Stiles. I take my book out as well as my pen to start taking down whatever notes this teacher may believe is important for my future.
“As you all know…” the teacher starts while the other sound on the class being the board at the front being written on.
“There indeed was a body found in the woods last night.” He says before continuing. “And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police is have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester.” The teacher finally finishes his speech.
“Finally something interesting happened in this town.” Stiles whispers in my ear and I nod in agreement, for the amount of time I have been in Beacon Hills, this is the first time anything like this has happened thus why this is even being announced in classrooms.
“Yeah…” I mumble while playing with my pen.
The door opens and the Vice Principal enters followed by a Cute Brunette. She shyly smiles at everyone. I smile and wave back at her, knowing the feeling of being unwelcome all too well.
“Class, this is our new student. Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcomed.” He says with a smile on his face. Probably hating his job on the inside, who knows anymore?
Allison keeps her shy smile as she starts to walk towards a vacant seat. She walks to sit behind Scott and I see him turn around to give her a pen. She thanks him and smiles.
“Someone has got a new crush.” I whisper to Stiles. He looks at me and then his eyes move towards Scott still with a grin on his face.
“You bet.” He says and smiles back at me.
I turn around to pay attention to the teacher who seemed to be mumbling random words.
“We’ll begin with Kafka’s Metamorphosis, on page 133.” The teacher says and I turn to the page.
•
We we’re now at Scott’s locker and I was resting on a locker next to it making casual conversation with the two idiots.
“Allison seems really nice. ” I say looking at the brunette and apparently I am not the only one as Scott keeps on stealing glances.
“You think everyone is nice Dayton.” Stiles says and I roll my eyes.
“You can’t blame me for having a little faith in humanity.” I say and Stiles chuckles at me.
“Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes, and she’s already hanging out with Lydia’s clique?” Louise speaks as if she appeared out of nowhere.
“Because she’s hot. Beautiful people herd together.” Stiles states looking at Lydia and the new girl.
“Then how the hell did I end up here?” I say motioning to the two of them jokingly, Stiles just doesn’t answer instead just chuckles.
“So you’re saying that anyone that isn’t on Lydia’s Clique is ugly?” Louise states, taken back by Stiles’ comment.
I turn towards the brown haired girl.
“Louise… Stiles didn’t mean to say it like that.” I say trying to calm the girl down.
“Sure seemed like it.” She said still glaring at Stiles.
“Hey – it’s a theory!” Stiles states back at her. “For the love of God” I hear Stiles mutter under his breath.
“Okay let’s stop for a second here. Everyone has their own beauty okay?” I say glaring at Stiles for his previous comment while stepping between Louise and Stiles.
Annoying little prick.
//
“Scott don’t abandon us on bench.” I state. It has come to a point where I see being bad at lacrosse as a strength, there is so much you can be doing with your time on the bench, study, watch the latest episode of your favourite series, stare into the distance pretending to be interested but thinking about life instead.
“I can’t sit out again. My whole life is sitting on the sidelines. This season, I make first line.” He states. Me and Stiles both sit on the bench, already giving up on this season.
“McCall!” Coach shouts.
“Yeah?” Scott asks confused.
“You’re on goal.” Coach says and I smile at the boy who looks excited, running towards goal.
I mean it is his dream to make first line this year so this is his best bet to make that happen.
The practice starts as me and Stiles nervously look at each other hoping for our friends best since his history in practices is not his best.
The first ball is thrown to Scott and the ball hits his face, he quickly reacts to the hit by groaning.
“Ouch.” Stiles states.
“Come on Scott…” I mumble.
Something good happened because Scott started to catch balls left and right. That is definitely not going to boost the players’ confidence. “Yeah!” I mumble and Stiles gets up trying cheering up for his best friend. I smile at him as we both cheer for Scott.
Well done, Scott.
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After school, I simply followed the two boys as I usually do. Turns out that Scott lost his inhaler last night therefore we are now in a hunt for the inhaler in the middle of the woods whilst discussing his lacrosse practicing antics.
“How did you do that?” I ask since we never saw him play like that.
“I don’t – I don’t know what it was. It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that’s not the only weird thing. I – I can – hear stuff I shouldn’t be able to hear. Smell things.”
“Smell things? Like what?” Stiles asks curiously.
“Like the mint – mojito gum in your pocket or Dayton’s flowery aftershave.” He says and I look away embarrassed.
Stiles smiles. “I don’t even have – ” he says before digging in his pocket and finding a gum. “So… this all started with a bite.” He says after continuing to follow Scott and I.
“What if it’s like an infection.” He states.” Like my body’s flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?” He states looking a bit scared. Actually I think Scott could be peeing his pants right now.
“You know what? I actually think I’ve heard of this – It’s a specific kind of infection.” Stiles says and when I turn to look at him, I see that it is a lie.” I chuckle. Such a dork.
“Are you serious?” I ask. We all stop to listen to the Hazel eyed boy hoping it’s something that is not deadly in any way.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think its called – lycanthropy.” He says and I try to keep in my laugh after Stiles had just suggested that Scott is a werewolf.
“What’s that? Is it bad?” Scott asks oblivious to the whole thing. looking between me and Stiles.
“Yeah but It only comes once a month.” I say going along with Stiles’ joke. He is obviously not a werewolf. Stiles chuckles.
“Once a month?” He asks.
“Mm-hmm. On the night of the full moon.” Stiles says before doing his best howl. I laugh and lightly push him forward to make him stop.
“Stop it” Scott mumbles.
“Hey. You’re the one who heard a wolf howling.” Stiles says as I nod at Scott while he had a dead serious expression in his face.
“Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me.” Scott says in all seriousness which made me pity his situation.
“He’s right.” I say, defending my best friend. “For all we know this could be very serious.”
“I know! He’s a werewolf. Rrr!” He says and attempts to make a werewolf impersonation, I smile at his attempt as my insides feel warmth in his impersonation but what could it be? He chuckles.
“Okay obviously I’m kidding. But if you see me in shop class trying to melt all the silver I can find, it’s cause Friday’s a full moon.” Stiles states keeping his theory that our best friend might be a werewolf.
“Yeah and you should be careful with Dean and Sam.” I say with a chuckle and Stiles gives me a high five.
“Wait, its Sam and Dean. It sounds better.” Stiles says as I roll my eyes but yet he was right. My skin slightly boils since I hate to be wrong.
‘Whatever.’
Scott Eventually comes to a stop in the middle of the woods. “No, I – I could have sworn this was it. I saw the body, the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler.”
“Maybe the killer moved the body.” Stiles suggested.
“If he did I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks.” He states and I nod. Why are they so expensive since there are people who need it to survive?
Stiles taps Scott’s shoulder and gets in front of me slightly so I had to move a little to the left to see what was going on. I saw a guy – Hot guy actually. He was definitely mad.
The guy had jet black hair, slightly pale skin but not normal pale skin more like disease pale skin. He’s clothes were all black, mostly and he was rather tall.
“What are you doing here? Huh?” The stranger asked in a intimidating tone. “This is private property.” He says looking between the three of us. I look around for some type of sign.
“Sorry we didn’t see a sign with your name.” I decide to speak up whilst pretending to look around the area. The stranger glares at me while Stiles quietly hushes me.
“Uh… sorry man we didn’t know.” Stiles jumps in.
“Yeah we were just looking for something, but – Uh… forget it.” He states turning around but before he could the stranger threw something towards Scott and Scott actually caught it. It happened to be his inhaler.
Weird.
When we looked back at the place that the guy was at. He was no longer there.
“Sorcerer.” I let out.
“Uhm… Okay, right come on. I gotta get to work.” Scott says turning around to head back to the jeep but Stiles puts a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
“Dude…” Stiles spoke. “That was Derek Hale. You guys remember right?” He’s only like a few years older then us.” He speaks.
“He sure is hot – but inconvenient.” I speak looking back at the area he stood.
Stiles sighted at my comment, I just know he agrees with me, we all have two capable eyes of seeing that he is an attractive person.
“Remember what?” Scott asked oblivious to everything. Like me.
“His family. They all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago.” He states. Also looking back at the place Derek Hale once stood.
“Well I don’t know anything since I only moved here two years ago so?” I say. “Let’s go?” I ask both them both.
“I wonder what he’s doing back.” Scott mumbles.
“Come on.” Stiles says and we head back to the jeep.
Damn… what a day.
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