A/N: I haven't published anything in awhile, but since college/work is kicking my butt-what better timing than to start a story? I have two ideas for Teen Wolf so I'll upload both but the one that gets home views will be the one that's continued. So give me feedback! Georgia's a gypsy, in the way that the tv show 'Charmed' explains gypsy. The description is below. It'll be briefly explained in future chapters though.
Gypsies are a race of people. Though common to the world, some of them are magical, with the fundamental magical skills of casting spells and brewing potions. Like upper-level magical witches, upper-level magical Gypsies could also possess active powers. Their magic is considered a sister tradition to witchcraft.
Gypsies are separated in tribes and, similar to Wiccan covens, these tribes also have symbolic signs and talismans that represent their family. An example would be the Nicolae tribe, which possesses the Waffediyok.
A Gypsy may be born as a Shuvani, which is similar to a Wiccan High Priestess. Shuvani are more powerful than other Gypsies, and are seen as holy women, ensuring that traditions are passed on through the generations.
Basic Powers
Spell Casting: The ability to cast spells and perform rituals.
Potion Making: The ability to brew potions.
Mediumship: The ability to see and commune with spirits of the dead. Gypsies refer to these apparitions as a "Mulo", which is viewed as an omen or warning.
Divination: The ability to predict the future. Gypsies have a very strong relation to fortune telling through various means.
Georgia Got Slighted
So maybe the supernatural world wasn't exactly new to Georgia-being as she's a gypsy. But that didn't mean that she was ready to be thrown into the supernatural world! She stayed away from it as best she could; even when she sensed something was wrong with Scott McCall she didn't utter a word his way. Maybe it was her being selfish but school was a place that she could at least pretend to be normal.
Georgia was smart, she praised herself on it actually, she spent her free time face buried in a book, most of the time in Lydia Martin's bedroom. She'd had her fair share of boyfriends too, two to be exact, each lasted a few weeks during the summer and ending right before school because Georgia Collins did not need distractions. So after the break in at the school where unnamed students were trapped inside- Lydia had called her. She was practically hysterical, Lydia Martin was completely pissed. Georgia listened to her ranting for hours on end, because if it were to have happened to her, she wasn't sure when she'd be able to stop talking.
"Who is this guy anyway? I mean I obviously I know who he is I just can't believe Derek Hale is going around killing people. It just doesn't add up." Georgia mumbled, her fingers brushing through her black, almost blue, hair. Even with him being a werewolf they were never exceedingly violent- or at least that's what her mother told her. Lydia glared at Georgia's hand, she was still angry. Angry that this had happened, and that the answers didn't seem like the right ones. When Lydia was angry she would do Georgia's makeup, do her hair and paint her nails. Currently she was painting Georgia's nails a dark blue.
"I don't know if any of this adds up, and I don't care, I just need- I need to go to school tomorrow and act completely normal as if I didn't spend most of my night getting chased around a school."
"Lyd, you're not alone. You have me, you have Allison, Jackson, Danny." Georgia trailed off, giving her a small smile. At the mention of Allison, Lydia couldn't help but grimace, the strawberry blonde wasn't sure what was going on between Jackson and Allison but it didn't feel right either.
"You act like I don't know that," Lydia said, rolling her eyes, "Sweetheart, you couldn't get rid of me if you tried, I have a key."
Although Georgia and Lydia are practically inseparable now, they weren't always. Georgia's top of the class and always thought Lydia was only a pretty face, until two summers ago when they both attended a math camp and discovered that they'd make better friends than enemies with their combined forces.
So up the social ladder they both went, admittedly Lydia might be a step ahead, not that Georgia cared very much. While Georgia got more involved with school work, keeping herself the top of the class, Lydia spent more time socializing. Recently Lydia hadn't been socializing with Georgia as much, their friendship staying current with their nightly phone calls and study didn't need to spend every second of the day together, Lydia knew that she could come to her with anything, and Georgia knew the same.
"I can't believe Stiles hit Jackson, I wonder if it left a mark?" Georgia asked, laughing before Lydia began to glare at her.
"Oh come on, you have to think it's a little funny. Stiles, the lanky bench player knocked Jack on his ass."
"Alright, fine maybe it was a little funny but don't you dare mention it to anyone." Lydia replied, finally smiling. "You know, Allison keeps saying you two should hang out, maybe you should talk to him tomorrow." Lydia said, shrugging her shoulders.
"Maybe, I have to make sure Jax doesn't go back and kill him." Georgia concluded, getting a hum in response.
"Are you staying over?" Georgia asked, only for Lydia to scrunch her nose up.
"No, you may still have some leftover germs and I'm not getting sick." Lydia said, sitting up straight while Georgia slumped back into her pillows, Gia recently got sick, she was trying to make a potion and it blew up in her face-literally. Her mom had to call the school and say it was the flu, Georgia thought it was appropriate because it felt like the flu to her.
"Fine, but I'm tired so get out of here, I'll pick you up tomorrow so tell Jack he'll have some extra time in front of the mirror tomorrow." Georgia said, her black hair cascading over her pillows.
Lydia slipped on her shoes, only pausing at the door for a second, turning around and sighing, "Don't forget to wear those jeans I got you, they make your ass look great." she commented before walking out.
/
"So I told her that she shouldn't have to deal with his crap ya' know? Who wants a guy that kisses like a garden hose?" Georgia explained to Danny, who seemed less than interested than when the conversation started. She crossed her arms over her chest, across her plain white v-neck which was tucked into her new high waisted blue jeans Lydia had gotten her. She had her brown combat boots on, making her usual 5'2 height an extra inch. She didn't mind her height, her mom was 4'11 so she considered herself lucky.
"You're not listening." she said, raising an eyebrow, he nodded in fake sympathy.
"I'm not listening." he agreed, "I love you and everything, I'm just a little preoccupied." he said, Georgia gave him a look, knowing it was probably about his on again off again relationship. Danny raised his hands up in defense, "I know, trust me."
Georgia nodded before she saw a certain someone she'd been meaning to talk to.
"I'll see you in homeroom." she said quickly before heading down the hallway. "Stop answering his texts!" Georgia yelled as Danny typed away on his phone.
/
The thing with Stiles is that he was completely utterly in love with Georgia Collins. He'd spent years obsessing over Lydia Martin only to slowly fall in love, from a distance of course, with her female companion. It's not like she wasn't on his radar before she began hanging out with Lydia because he knew Georgia. They'd never spoken but he knew her. Scott said he probably began liking Georgia when Lydia refused to play in gym class in 6th grade and Georgia nailed him in the head in dodgeball. She visited him in the nurse's office in tears and Stiles never seen someone cry so delicately. Stiles partly agreed, maybe that was the time he began to like Georgia instead. The nice, caring, smart girl with one dimple. She was approachable and all he needed to really do was introduce himself. Now that he'd talked to Lydia a handful of times, he was sure he'd get an opportunity to talk to her. Or at least that Allison would be able to get them in the same room, which Allison swore she was going to do after Scott informed her of the crush. Then she got sick. She had the flu, or at least that's what he got out of Danny.
"Stiles Stilinski." Georgia said, the anxious boy whipped around, sputtering as he saw her, Georgia's orange binder and the little black book she always carried around in her hands with a curious look on her face.
"Geor-I mean you look better, I mean not like that- I heard you were sick, but you don't look sick-"
"I was, but I'm better now, thanks for the concern." Georgia said, tucking a piece of black hair being her ear. Stiles nodded, sputtering for a second before she began speaking again.
"I just, Lydia hangs out a lot with Allison and Allison hangs out a lot with Scott and you two are practically conjoined so I figured I'd introduce myself." she explained, extending out her hand.
"I'm Georgia Collins." she said, giving him a friendly smile. Stiles briefly wondered if Scott could hear his heart from wherever he was, because he was sure it was beating at an alarming rate.
"I'm Stiles Stilinski, but you knew that." he replied, his hand practically engulfing hers as she gave a surprisingly firm handshake.
"I know everyone, or at least I know everyone's name at least. Especially if they're on the lacrosse team." she explained before the warning bell went off.
"Well, I better go. I'll see you at lunch? I heard we sometimes sit with you now." she said, walking backwards.
"Yes! I'll see you then, at lunch!" he said, not bothering to tell her that they had one class together before lunch.
/
"Jackson, there you are!" Georgia said, running over to her neighbor. Jackson immediately recognized the voice, keeping the smirk on his face as he faced the girl.
"Hey G, you look better." Jackson said, keeping pace with her towards the lunch room.
"Thanks, the soup you sent was great. One of the only things I could keep down." Georgia replied, shuddering as she remembered throwing up almost everything she would eat.
"Glad to hear it,-"
"What's up with you and Allison?" Georgia asked, cutting him off.
"Ah, you always get right to the point. Nothing is between Allison and I. She's been chasing after me, I think her and McCall are broken up and she's looking for a rebound. I'm just helping her find one." Jackson quickly made up, speaking in a casual tone. He knew Georgia enough that she would believe him, the naive girl wasn't good at seeing through lies.
"Oh, ok. I guess that's ok." she said, sitting down at the table. She spotted Stiles and Scott at a table towards the back of the cafeteria. She now realized with everything that happened yesterday Lydia probably decided to permanently move back to the original table. Georgia saw Stiles trying to get her attention, waving towards her, a bright smile on his face. Georgia almost laughed, his happiness almost seemed contagious. She waved at him before starting to eat. Lydia and Allison were whispering to each other, assumably about Scott since they were looking from each other to Scott.
"Hey girl." Lydia greeting, giving her a side hug. Allison smiled, greeting her as well, although her smile seemed more forced than Lydia's. She didn't blame her, just breaking up with your boyfriend can't feel great.
Lunch passed by quickly, Danny kept her entertained. Georgia promised both Lydia and Allison that she'd go to the lacrosse practice after school. Although Allison wasn't sure if she would go. Georgia gave her the best advice she could, even with her not having all the details. She was on her way to the practice when Scott McCall rushed into her, her books falling to the ground.
"Sorry, I actually wanted to talk to you. Do you have a minute?" Scott asked as they both picked up her books from the ground. She barely got to answer before he lead her into coach's office.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" Georgia asked, hopping on the desk. Scott looked conflicted. there was a pregnant pause before he answered.
"Do you think Allison still likes me?" he asked, showing the puppy eyes Georgia had heard about.
"I think…" she started, swinging her legs back and forth, "I think last night was rough, and she probably still likes you, but she needs time." Georgia finished, looking down. She didn't notice Scott walking towards her until he was barely a foot away.
"You know about last night?" he asked, Georgia shrugged, looking up. Her breath hitched as she took in how close he was. She shifted uncomfortably, they'd barely shared a conversation since 6th grade and he was so goddamn close.
"I know what Lydia told me, maybe it'd be better to talk to her, she- uh, she talks to Allison more and she was there so…" she said, slipping off the desk and mumbling an apology as she left the room. She wasn't going to be anybody's rebound and she was going to get hell from Lydia if she was late.
/
Surprisingly enough she got there before Lydia did. Which also meant that she had to listen to Jackson inform her that his status had dropped from Captain to Co-Captain and that Greenburg practically infected half the team with pink eye which meant Stiles was moved up to first line. She made a note to congratulate him the next time she saw him.
"You're coming tonight right?" Georgia asked, Connor was throwing a party and after being cooped up in her room she found herself wanting to go.
"Yeah, I'm surprised you are though." Jackson replied before Coach blew his whistle, "Gotta go, talk to you later G." he said, winking before running off. She was used to his cocky attitude, she without a doubt knew the wink meant nothing, it was just Jack being Jack. They'd known each other since they were 2, her mom and his dad work for the same firm.
With that Georgia started her homework, she was almost done with her science lab when she heard Coach start to yell, this time it sounded different though, more frantic. She looked up to see practically the whole team gathered around a player, number-
"Danny?" Georgia mumbled before she put down her book and ran into the field to see Danny on the ground in pain. She briefly saw Stiles and Scott off to the corner before giving Danny her full attention.
"Danny, are you- what happened?" She questioned, turning towards the nearest team member she saw, which happened to be Jackson since he was kneeled down near Danny too.
"McCall's nuts that's what happened!" He practically yelled back before getting up. Lydia made her appearance looking slightly more disheveled than usual. Georgia shook her head, deciding to ask her about it later.
"I'll be fine, just-ah a scratch." He said, holding his bloody nose.
"Oh shut up, you're bleeding! Bleeding isn't a scratch. I'll come visit you later." Georgia said, Sam then helped Danny to get to the nurses and Georgia found herself starting to dislike Scott McCall.
/
"You're going to that party, I don't care if I broke my entire face. You never go out and you deserve this." Danny told her, his nose was broken but it wasn't as serious as Georgia had feared.
"It just- I don't have anything to wear-"
"Lies."
"I have no way of getting there-"
"More lies."
"I have no one to go with!"
"So many lies! You know Connor invited you because he thinks you're hot. And if you call anyone you know they'll go with you. You could probably even get anyone you wanted, besides Frank- he hates you." Danny replied, she could practically feel him rolling his eyes.
"If I say yes, you have to cancel your plans tonight with that shady boy toy of yours."
"How did yo- never mind. Fine."
"Talk to you later." Georgia practically sung. It was still early she could get a casual date, right?
"George!" Her father, Martin, called from downstairs. Georgia walked downstairs, finding her father under the car he was currently fixing up. Once made her presence known he slid out from under the car, going over to his working bench. His inky hair dirty with motor oil. Her blonde mother was sitting on the stool next to the tool table, reading a magazine.
"Can you run to the store for me?" He asked, already writing a list of things.
"Yup, I'm going out tonight." She said, grabbing the list and the money.
"You know the rules, home before midnight, no drinking and driving, no boys-" mom cut dad off, smacking him in the back of his head.
"No making yourself invisible! No just talking to Lydia and Danny." Mom edited, she's always been completely for Georgia's popularity gain. Georgia thought it was because her mother's parents were so much stricter with training than they were.
"I'm familiar with the rules."
/
Scott made out with Lydia. Scott made out with his one solid connection to Georgia. He could see it now, Georgia would get pissed at Scott and Lydia, she wouldn't talk to Allison, and then he's back at square one because Scott couldn't keep his Wolfy hormones in check.
"Stupid Scott, stupid full moon, stupid chains." Stiles mumbled to himself unaware of Georgia beginning to walk down the aisle he was in. The brown eyed girl noticed he looked distracted and put her hands over her eyes.
"Guess who?" She asked, only holding her hands over his eyes until she was done talking, giggling at his spastic movements.
"H-hey! Fancy seeing you here, what are you doing here?" Stiles said, looking at her empty basket.
"Just picking up some things for my dad. Oh- Congratulations on first line, I'll be in the stands cheering you on." She said, swinging her basket back and forth. Stiles felt his face heat up as a lopsided grin took over.
"Thanks, I would- yeah I'll be there, on the field." He said, albeit a little awkwardly.
"So, big plans tonight?" Georgia asked, eyeing the chains and handcuffs he had in his basket, Stiles tucked it behind his back before shaking his head.
"Nope, no plans, just a regular Friday night." He said nervously, letting out a breathy laugh.
"Are you going to Connors tonight?" She started, getting an idea, Stiles and Connor were both on the lacrosse team anyway. "I know it's a little last minute but if you don't have any plans maybe we could- well you know, we could go together as friends?" She asked, watching Stiles for a reaction.
"Tonight? Yea-" Stiled began before reminding himself on the chains he had behind himself. Oh he was so going to kill Scott. "I can't, I wish I could-"
"I thought you didn't have plans?" Georgia asked, feeling a little slighted.
"I don- I mean I do it's just-" Stiles began before Georgia's mouth formed a small "o" shape.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have- it's ok if you don't want to go, I just thought-" Georgia began, looking down at her basket before shaking her head, "I'll see you Monday." She said, giving the shocked boy a smile before walking away and deciding to drive an extra two miles to the next store.
/thanks for reading, r&r/
