Allison's Introduction:
Welcome to the famous town Beacon Hills, where crazy and dangerous actions are an on going cycle.
Growing up, my father showed me many pictures and explained along with what he had to deal with during his teenage years so it would be easier for me to understand.
Oh- who am I, you wonder? My name is Allison Scott McCall, daughter of Malia Tate and obviously the hero of Beacon Hills, Scott McCall. I, in fact am an only child and a sophomore at Beacon Hills High.
To answer your question- yes that school still exists. Even after every war breaking down in those halls with different kinds of supernaturals and species. Luckily, I wasn't born to experience all that scary shit.
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Allison's P.O.V:
"Morning dad." I kissed his cheek as soon as I walked into the kitchen. He was too busy digging in his pancakes, I guess that's exactly where my habit came from. "Mom." I kissed her cheek next as she was pouring her self coffee.
"See you after school!" I walked right back out of the kitchen. All I did was walk in a circle, around the whole kitchen.
"Eat something!" I heard my mom yell from the kitchen.
"I have lunch money!" I yelled back, loud enough for her to hear.
"And have fun on your first day back to school!" My dad followed along.
"Of course." I mumbled, with an annoyed thought of going back. I was so going to miss summer.
I walked out of the front door, seeing one of my best friends waiting for me outside in her jeep. I grinned and walked down my porch and driveway as her jeep was parked in front of my house, on the side of the road. "Hey Liv." My grin not leaving my face, I jumped into passenger.
"Hey girl, ready to get back?" I rolled my eyes and scoffed, leaning on the seat.
"No teenager is ever ready to get back to school." I didn't understand why I was being asked pointless school questions.
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Allison's Introduction:
Oh- and if you're wondering who in the hell is Olivia and how we met; she's my best friend and just another sophomore at Beacon Hills High.
Minor detail, the daughter of the gorgeous Lydia Martin and well- uncle Stiles. The little close group of friends I have are all basically children of my mom and dad's childhood best friends.
Olivia Grace is nothing like her mom, she's all her dad. She loves her jeep, has brown hair and brown eyes while her- like - 'two minute' older sophomore twin brother, Stiles Jr. is the pretty boy of our school. All because he's got the charm Lydia Martin always had.
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Allison's P.O.V:
We walked into the halls of Beacon Hills, seeing it already was crowded. Everybody walked past us, in front of us and all around us. The only reason we were even known around school and town were because of our parents and how they lived their teenage years.
Like come on, my father's known as a hero. Even though, our secret was out. But- I still haven't seen no sign of any supernatural side effects, I'm all human.
That's a good thing right..? I wouldn't know, but what I do know is my parents have super strength. They never let me see a peek of themselves shift or even in a different form besides human, and I'll never know why.
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