Beacon hills secrets (Teen Wolf, Liam Dunbar)

Welcome to Beacon Hills

Friendly reminder before you start. This is one of the first stories I wrote in english. It is not my first language. Sorry for all the spelling errors you will see, I know they exist.

◇◇◇           ◇◇◇          ◇◇◇

"Georgiana!" my dad wakes me up after a long car drive. My blond hair is sticked to my cheak after the sleeping against the window. We had drove since four this morning to get here early so we could unpack.

We were finally here. Our new home, in a new town.

Beacon Hills? I liked that name. It reminded me of bacon. Wich was very tasty.

"Welcome to our bacon house."My dad said and smiled. He thought it sounded like bacon too and we laughed as we walked up to the door.

The house was a two floored white house. It looked just the same as our neighbours house. Just different colors. Dad opened the door and I stept inside.

Wooden floores, and stairs just inside the door to the second floor. I started to walk in to the livingroom, to the right. It was nice and as soon as we would get our furnitures inside, it would look fabulous.

Then I walked in to the kitchen. A very nice kitchen with a lot of space for dads cooking... We almost never cooked.

He walked up to me and gave me a hug.

"Hope you like it." he say and I hug him back.

"It's great!" I say and sit down in a couch in the livingroom that some men that are helping us move has put in.

"You still have the top floor left." dad say and drag my arm.

"Alright." I say and leave my comfortable seat and head to the stairs.

On the top of the stairs, we had a small corridor with four doors. The first is a toilet. The second is dads buiseness room. I can see cause it is to small for a bed room. Then I open the theird room. It is a green room with a large bed. Just the right size for me. There is a window and I walk up to it and look out. I can see the street and all the houses with people I don't know.

Dad comes in with a box.

"There is many boxes to carry. So Would you mind helping your old father?" he say and smile as he put down a box next to my bed.

"I don't mind." I say and walk up to him and clap his shoulder. "And you are not old, dad." I say and he laughs.

"Well, I'm not young eather."

It took almost all day to fix the house and we had to survive the day by eating pizza. But that is me and my dads speciality.

Dad had his bedroom downstairs and we had an extra bedroom upstairs too. If there would ever come someone who needed a bed.

Next day was dads first day at his new work. One of the reasons why we moved here. He had just got a job in the hospital. They needed a new doctor so dad took it.

My school would start tomorrow too. And I was just the opposite to happy. I was a freshman and I didn't know anyone in this town. I wasn't here last semester and I didn't want to start in a new school when everyone knew eachother exept me. But I guess, if I just stay away from trouble, then I can survive high school.

But staying away from trouble was hard for me. My last school was just everything about trouble.

My teacher turned out to be a criminal and my boyfriend was just another bad boy.

So now. I hoped my teacher wouldn't be a robber and boyfriends were not on my list for this year.

So when the next day came. I put on my brown dress and a sweather over. Then I put up my hair into a braid before I was ready for the nightmares of school.

Dad drow me to the school and wished me good luck before he left me on the schoolyard. All alone. Surounded by people.