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Chapter One
My phone lit up as I finished applying my last coat of lipgloss.
From: Jackass Whittewhore
Almost there. Be ready in 5
I threw my phone in my purse and raced down the stairs. Well, as fast as I could run in heels. I grabbed a banana off the counter and walked to the front door of my always empty house. My parents work 24/7 so it's usually just me unless Lydia and Jackson come over.
As I walked outside, I saw the same Porsche that I get into every morning. I have my own car, but Jackson insists on driving me to and from school. He says it gets boring driving there alone, but I know he's just too narcissistic to admit I'm his favorite person to be around. Aside from Lydia, of course.
Lydia, Jackson and I have been best friends since kindergarten. We've gone through every grade with almost all of the people at our high school. I guess you could say that we're the "King, Queen, and Princess of Beacon Hills High." That's what everyone else says at least. Me, being the Princess aka "third wheel" ever since Jackson and Lydia started dating. I don't think any two people could be any more perfect for each other. They put one another as the second most important people in their lives (themselves being the first.)
I've never really been into the whole popularity thing. I mean, it definitely has it's perks but it's like every one is constantly watching your every move. Lydia and Jackson say that talking to "the people below us" is social suicide. I couldn't care less if someone was popular or not. Popularity is nothing after you graduate.
Wow, Lydia and Jackson would have my head if they heard me say that.
We finally made it to school (gag) and Jackson parked in the spot that has his unwritten name on it. I opened the car door and hopped out. I walked around to where Jackson was in the car and tapped on his window.
"Stop texting and get out of the car loser," I grinned. He chuckled and shook his head. I backed away so Scott could put his bike in the rack that was next to Jackson's spot.
We've been in the same classes as Scott and his friend Stiles since kindergarten also. The thing is that Jackson and Scott have this unspoken rivalry that no one really knows the reason to. It actually gets annoying because Scott seems like a really sweet guy.
Jackson opened his car door and hit Scott with it. "Hey, watch the paint job," he sneered while looking at Scott. I shook my head and pushed Jackson slightly.
"You're such an asshole. Hence my nickname for you."
Jackson just rolled his eyes and walked away. I sighed and turned towards Scott. He was just standing there kind of awkwardly.
"Hey, sorry about that... and every other thing he's done to you since kindergarten," I said while not making eye contact. I felt myself kind of getting nervous around him which was new for me. I don't get nervous about anything.
"Oh, um it's not your fault. I'm used to it," he said while blushing slightly. His shaggy brown hair fell slightly above his eyes.
"Well, it shouldn't happen. You did nothing to him. I'm gonna go get to my locker before I'm late. See you around!"
I walked up the steps to the big doors of the school. As I was walking to my locker, Lydia came up next to me. We talked about the latest styles and cute teen heart throbs.
"So, what were you doing talking to that Sam kid. Perfect representation of social suicide. How many times do I have to explain?"
I sighed and shook my head. "His name is Scott. You should know that considering your boyfriend harasses him every day."
She shrugged. "My boyfriend, but your best friend," she sing-songed.
I can't argue with that. I told her that I have to get to homeroom and that I'll see her in third period. I walked into class and everyone cleared the aisle as I walked to my seat. I groan every time that happens. Again, I'm not your average "popular" person.
I sat down and thought about how much I'd rather be at the mall. The bell rang and Scott made it in here just in time and took his seat right in front of mine.
Here's the start of another boring day.
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Hey guys! Here's the first chapter. I've never written anything like a Teen Wolf fanfic so this is different. I'll update again really soon.
And in case you were wondering, Allison will be introduced next chapter. This isn't gonna be a Teen Wolf story where there's no Allison xD
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