October 30th
Beacon Hills High.
Guinevere got out of her car that morning feeling better about the new week, and no… it had nothing to do with satisfying her hormonal urges, thank you very much… okay maybe just a little bit.
She was dressed in a black and off-white plaid wide-leg pants that was high waist and a grey long sleeved shirt tucked in, coupled with a black high heel.
She still got looks and knew it wouldn’t go away for a while.
Two twin bikes were packed nearby and we’re pretty much eye catching.
Guinevere idly wondered who owned them.
As she walked through the doors, the noise in the passageway was heightened and she put it down to it being… mischief night?
Something like that.
Rolls of toilet papers were scattered on the floor and Guinevere slowly walked over them, careful not to let any get stuck to her shoes.
Now that would be embarrassing.
She passed the two seedy boys she now knew as Scott and Stiles and saw Scott looking at Kira who was going through her locker as if searching for something.
He caught Guinevere’s eyes and blushed, looking away when he realized he’d been caught staring and she chortled quietly, greeting Kira whose locker was just 2 spaces away.
“Hey you…”
Kira looked up and beamed.
“Hi! Was wondering when you’d show up.”
Guinevere winced slightly.
“Yeah, my aunt apparently had a run-in with her neighbor when on a jog this morning and she kept ranting about it. Some lady named Karen or something. Speaking of…”
She smirked as she closed her locker and began walking to class with Kira.
“Loverboy was staring at you.”
“Who?”
“You know who. Don’t you like him?”
Kira blushed slightly, looking away and Guinevere chuckled.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
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The Scarlet Witch of Beacon Hills
Werewolf"There's a freaking Scarlet Witch now?! What next, are we gonna be inviting the devil for dinner?!" "I mean... I could be the devil if you want me to." --------------- 17 year old Guinevere Hamilton moves from London to Beacon Hills to live with her...