NEW GIRL • STILINSKI [O.H.]

Chapter One/Intro

I would just like to say that I don't own any of these characters. Except my character Claire and maybe some other characters along the way. If you have not seen the AMAZING show Teen Wolf, you will not understand ANY of this. This takes place in the beginning of season three.

I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

The plane ride here was exhausting. It's not that I live far away from Beacon Hills, where my cousin lives, it's just, I haven't been able to sleep since my parents died.

I kept having nightmares about a wolf tearing me to shreds. The thing is, I'm looking at a different point of view. Most people, when they have nightmares, it is happening to them. For me, it's like I'm outside of my body watching myself get eaten alive by these ginormous wolves. And I can't do anything about it.

All of my nightmares end with me screaming myself awake with sweat covering every inch of my body.

But now, everything is going to be different. I'm starting a new life with my cousin Scott and my Aunt Melissa. I have to push everything away and focus on friends and grades, and hopefully boys.

I arrived at my new home late in the afternoon. I rang the doorbell hesitantly, and heard the patter of feet rushing towards the door from the inside. My Aunt Melissa opened the door with a smile and engulfed me into a bear hug.

When I let go I asked where Scott was. She said he was getting a tattoo with Stiles.

Stiles. I remember Stiles. I han't seen him in three years, the last time I was here.

Aunt Melissa helped me with my bags upstairs into my new room and left me to figure out where I was going to put things.

In my room I had a medium sized oak wood dresser, a full sized bed with light green cotton sheets, a completely empty closet, a book self with some books on it, and a small red bedside table with a lamp and alarm clock on it.

I got my one bag and started emptying my few items into the room. By the time I finished putting my cloths away, I heard the door close shut. Scott was home.

I smiled as I opened my bedroom door and walked down the hall. I looked downstairs and saw Scott talking to Aunt Melissa. "Why is she here?" Scott asked, obviously talking about me. "She is going to get hurt. The alpha pack is here." My mind went racing asking all of these questions I didn't know the answers to.

Scott and Melissa kept talking, but moved further into the kitchen where I couldn't see them. I leaned further so I could see them, but being the clumsy person that I am, I lost my footing on the stairs and went tumbling down. I landed on my wrist funny, and groaned loudly, causing Scott and Aunt Melissa to come rushing towards me.

Aunt Melissa inspected my wrist, and twisted it weird ways-which earned a groan from me-until she finally declared, "She broke her wrist. I can fix her up here. Claire, can you stand up? I will fix your wrist in no time."

I stood up reluctantly and walked over to the couch.

What a great way to start off my new life. I thought to myself. Way to go you clumsy ass.

In about twenty minutes Aunt Melissa put a brace on my wrist made of a cloth material. Then we were sent to bed because it was a school night. Scott walked me upstairs to our rooms.

"Did you um, hear anything?" Scott asked.

"Um...n-no." I stammered. I had always been the worst liar.

"Claire, just tell me what you heard." Scott said

"All I heard was something about an alpha pack whatever that means." I said "Do I even want to know what that is?" I asked

He looked at me. "No. So, I will see you in the morning I guess. Stiles is picking us up at seven, so be ready. You remember Stiles, don't you?"

I nodded my head then went down the hall to my room and slept. That's when the dreams flooded in.