"Who.. is.. that?" Lydia's eyes instantly turned to you as you walked down the hallway. Alerted to the goddess walking in front of her by her pal Malia, she instantly stopped in her tracks to look at the person Malia had pointed out. "I don't actually know." Lydia smiled widely at her the sight of her. "She has greet legs, wears dresses and heels, and darling pale skin. Shes my type of girl." She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked up to you. "Hey there. Im Lydia, this is Malia. Are you knew?" You smiled and gladly took Lydia's hand to shake.
"Hi, Im Y/N and.. is it that obvious?" You chuckled, Lydia was surprised by your British accent. "Oh my god. Swoon, you have an accent? The boys will literally drool over you!" She said wrapping her arm around yours. "Oh, yes. I failed to mention that. I hope i don't draw to much attention." You smiled politely. "Whats your first class, hun?" Two minutes and you had already made a friend for life. "I have maths first period, but then i have a session with the guidance counsellor." You informed her of your morning schedule. "Maths, perfect. Me too." Lydia smiled waving her timetable in your face to show. "This way." She and Malia guided you to the classroom.
"This is Scott, Stiles and Isaac." She placed your bag down as you sat down behind Malia, and Lydia sat in front of her. "Guys, this is Y/N." She pointed to you as you blushed slightly at the sudden attention. "Shes British!" Lydia whisper screamed. They all turned to look at you, "Say something!" Lydia insisted. "Hello." You waved politely. "Sweet." Isaac chuckled. "Where did you transfer from?" Scott asked suddenly. "Forest-Green High, back in the UK." You answered pulling out your notes. "How come you moved all the way here? And Beacon hills of all places?" You nervously tapped your foot, the real reason being that this was a town for the supernatural, and you were far from normal. "My dad got a knew job in the FBI, my step-mom and i needed to stay close." You answered plainly. This was partly true, but it wasn't the full reason you had actually moved here. Stiles chuckled. "You've been quiet." Malia turned her attention to him. "Tomorrows the day." He sighed facing down, all of them sighed and nodded a little. "Sorry, fill me in?" You asked. "Stiles' mother passed away a while ago today." Lydia mumbled. "Makes two of us." You mumbled back. Stiles spun around. "What do you mean?" He questioned. "My mom died a year ago, yesterday." Lydia leaned over to take your hand. "How? If you don't mind me asking." He asked. I sighed a little. Stiles added looked down a little. "Im sorry, i dont want to talk about it."
As we sat down at the dinner table i read through my notes. "Scott McCall. Could it be him? Malia Hale? Stiles, who?"
Suddenly the strings fit together. "Wait. Malia Hale?" You spoke up suddenly. "Yeah?" She whispered confused. "As in, Peter Hale's daughter?" You questioned. They stared at you. "Your in his pack. The true alpha?" The all jerked their heads to looked at you. "Do you know where i can find him?" They stared at you. "I need help."
"Im Scott McCall. The true alpha. What do you need help with?"
"Im in danger, me and my dad."
"How?"
"Im a nocturnal."
"A what?" Malia interrupted the conversation flow. "You'd probably be more familiar with the term vampire?" You strung together a couple of words that made your heart ache. "The real reason, that i moved here, my mother was murdered. A pack of hunters have been chasing us down for generations. My father and i have been on the run for a year now, ever since her death. But i think they're here. I think they've found me. I was told that Scott McCall could help protect my father. Can you help him?" He nodded. "I can help you both." He smiled. "I have a job to do, i just need you to help me find him.""What job?"
"I'm supposed to bring Theo Raeken the Banshee."
"What?"
"Martin, something. Thats her name. He swore he wouldn't hurt my father if i brought her to him. He has him chained up somewhere, he's only human and i cant lose both of my parents."
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FanficSometimes I think of ideas but don't finish the story, that's where my imagines come from. Love you guys! Taking requests comments and more... - Doodle xox