A:N/ Uhm I don't even know the last time I wrote a story, or even wrote for that matter. Needless to say my freshman year of college was intense but now it's summer break. I've been obsessed with Teen Wolf and let's just say we can see where this goes. But I won't be continuing it if no one is reading it or reviewing; it's a waste of my time. I want to know what you guys think! I'll try to make my OC not uber annoying or a mary-sue for that matter. Also, I'm writing this for post season one, maybe a few episodes into season two.
The box dropped to the floor with a loud thud and she let her hands flop by her sides. Sweat droplets decorated her forehead as she walked out of her room from hearing someone clearly struggling. A chuckle escaped her lips as she walked quickly to the top of the stairs and grabbed the other side of the box.
"Oh my god, what's in here?" Faye asked, trying her best to keep the box from falling on her toes.
The pair moved slowly down the hall and into a bedroom that had a few boxes strewn across the floor. They carefully placed it on the floor and Faye looked up to see her father wiping the back of his hand across his brow. "I don't know," he said. "I think it's some of my office books."
Faye nodded silently and turned to leave the room but her father's voice made her stop and turn around. "Sweetie, I'm sorry we had to leave. The job here is a lot better than what I had and it just seemed like the right thing to do."
She looked at his face and saw that he was sincere. It was rare that her father wasn't sincere but he had been walking on eggshells around her for the past six months. Faye had tried to tell him that she was fine and thought that he would just take her excuse, but that wasn't the case. He wasn't following the footsteps of a normal father who would want to escape any emotional turmoil of teenage girls.
"Dad it's fine. The move was a good idea. I'm just tired. That's all." It wasn't completely a lie. She was tired since they had been moving boxes and some furniture into the house all day.
He nodded, accepting her answer for the time being. "How about I order some pizza and we'll take a break. We'll finish what we need with the essentials then I'll work on the rest tomorrow while you're at school. Then you can come home and we'll go from there," he offered. Faye nodded. "I'm gonna shower real quick," she said before walking out of the room.
Faye was an only child whose mother had taken off when she was thirteen. Apparently being an unemployed housewife had been too much stress on her mother and she had run off with some guy who did rodeos for a living. Faye had tried telling her father that they were better off without her, but her father had then surrounded himself in his work to numb the pain. Faye had taken over the house work and cooking meals, and had become a good cook from all the practice. She had joined the track team in high school and got decent grades but was never on the honor roll. Faye and her dad had always been fine. But the past six months had been different and the move was supposed to fix it all.
Falling asleep had proved to be difficult for Faye. The house felt cold and her room wasn't her room. Her mattress had still been on the floor since her dad had been unable to find her bed frame in all of the boxes. The pizza hadn't been that great and Faye had excused herself early to try to get some sleep. Clearly that hadn't happened.
Now Faye was sitting in her black Golf VW in the student parking lot trying to gather enough courage to get out and start her day. Trying to find an okay outfit had been hell, sifting through her boxes for hours until something finally matched. Her final outfit consisted of skinny jeans with ankle boots matched with a red shirt that slunk off of one shoulder. It wasn't what she had wanted but it was okay.
Finally getting out of the car she headed towards her locker. She wanted to get everything sorted, not wanting to be a sore thumb today. The school was pretty small though and she doubted that would be possible.
"You must be Faye." A voice pulled her from her thoughts and Faye turned around to see a brunette girl standing next to her locker.
"Oh uhm. Yeah. Is it that obvious?" She asked with a low chuckle. Glancing at her combo written on the palm of her hand she twirled the lock and opened her locker. She shoved her books inside while glancing over at the girl who was just standing there.
"I'm Taylor," she said, introducing herself.
"Faye." She nodded, still uneasy with what the girl wanted.
"You're in my first period history class so I was asked to kind of show you around," Taylor said, motioning for Faye to follow her.
Faye closed her locker and followed Taylor. This girl wasn't exactly her perfect idea of a first friend, but Faye wasn't in any position to be picky.
"So where did you move here from?" Taylor asked, attempting to make small talk.
"Washington," she answered. Faye wasn't really one for small talk, especially when she was outside of her comfort zone.
"Oh that's cool," Taylor replied. "Well here's history class. Mr. Spiller is alright. We're doing a class project right now. Well, split up into groups. We just started yesterday so you shouldn't be too far behind. Here, let me see your schedule so I can see if we have any other classes together." Taylor spoke so quickly and snatched the schedule away from Faye before she could respond.
Taylor's eyes skimmed quickly over the schedule and frowned. "Nope. History is the only class we have together." She shrugged before handing the schedule back to Faye. "Oh well. We should do lunch together," she said with a genuine smile.
Faye nodded slowly. "Sure," she replied.
Taylor walked to her seat and Faye walked up to the teacher Taylor had informed her was Mr. Spiller. "You must be Faye," he said.
"Seems so," she said.
"Well we just began group projects. You actually even everything out perfectly. Why don't you go join Erica. I believe you two have the topic of Catherine Howard," he explained. He nodded in the direction of where Erica was sitting, although Faye found his directions to be a bit lacking. The only way she had been able to tell who Erica was had been by the way everyone else was paired up but her.
Faye placed her bag on the table and looked over at Erica. Her hair was frizzy and she looked really tired, almost sick. She was lacking any touches of make-up and her clothes were plain and boring. This definitely wasn't the high school girl from California Faye had been expecting.
She offered the girl a smile. "I'm Faye."
The blonde looked over at Faye as if she was waiting for Faye to shoot a comment at her. Instead she simply nodded and mumbled her name quietly.
"Right so. Did you do any research yet on Catherine Howard?" Faye asked. "I stopped watching The Tudors after season one so I don't know much about her."
Faye looked up and saw a few students looking back at her and turned quickly, laughing. What did they think was so funny? Confusion crossover over her features as she tried to figure what they were finding so amusing about her.
"They aren't laughing at you," Erica spoke. "It's me."
Faye furrowed her brows. "Why would they be laughing at you?" She asked.
Now it was Erica's turn to look confused. She couldn't understand why Faye wasn't seeing what everyone else did. "Well they're all probably reliving the entertaining show I put on yesterday afternoon. I had a seizure and they all just love videotaping it."
Faye frowned. What was wrong with these kids? The fact that they found it amusing when a girl seized infuriated her. The sound of a video playing on a phone made her snap and she got up and walked to the desk behind her, grabbing her phone out of the boy's hand and deleting the video. She dropped his phone on the floor and returned to her seat.
Erica gazed at Faye in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she had just done, and on her first day. "You didn't have to do that," she muttered, confusion clear in her voice.
Faye looked over to Erica. "Of course I did." She paused and shrugged. "My best friend got seizures. I'd be pissed if someone did that to her. Treated her the way they're treating you."
A small smile crossed Erica's features and she nodded. "Thanks," she said again and Faye simply nodded.
"Alright. Now let's learn about Catherine, shall we?"
By the end of second period everyone seemed to be buzzing about what Faye had done in history class. Apparently the phone she had taken had belonged to Jackson Whittemore, who was the all-star lacrosse player in the school. What she had done was a big deal, or so that's what everyone in their grade thought.
Sighing, Faye closed her locker and jumped when someone appeared next to her. She really wished people would stop doing that.
"I'm Stiles. Your new best friend."
She looked over at the guy standing next to her. He seemed dorky but in a good way. Faye merely laughed and raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? And why is that?" She asked.
"Because of what you did to Jackson. The guy's a tool. Not to mention a spoiled, egotistical prick who…"
"Stiles," a voice cut him off and Faye's eyes looked at the brunette standing next to him. "Scaring off the new girl already?" The girl asked.
"I'm Allison. You've obviously already met Stiles. Don't worry, he's only like this every day." She laughed lightly and Faye laughed too.
"I'm Faye. And it's alright. Stiles' description of Jackson seemed very accurate. The guy was definitely occupying prick territory." She began walking with the two of them.
"Yeah. He normally isn't that bad," Allison said which earned a scoff from Stiles. "So what did you do?" she asked.
"He was playing a video of that girl Erica seizing and laughing about it," Faye explained.
Allison frowned. "That's mean. I don't think I've ever really talked to Erica, but I feel bad for her."
"She's nice," Faye added. "Does she have any friends?"
Stiles shook his head. "Nope. None. Nada."
A vibrating noise caught the attention of Stiles, which apparently wasn't very hard to do, and he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Yikes. Uhm. I gotta go."
Before either of the girls could say anything he sped off and Faye could see a worried expression on Allison's face.
"Is that your boyfriend?" Faye asked.
Allison laughed and shook her head. "Stiles? No. He's just a really good friend. I used to date his best friend, Scott." Her tone seemed sad and distant, and Faye knew that there was clearly another story there but she didn't want to pry.
"So how has your first day been so far?" Allison asked, changing the subject.
Faye shrugged. "Alright. Clearly I've already earned myself quite the reputation from the whole Jackson incident. Temperamental bitch is what I've been hearing the most," she said with a chuckle.
"Jackson's been acting weird lately," Allison said. "But don't worry. Once people get to know you things will be different. I'll introduce you to Lydia later. She can seem a bit unfriendly at first but she's nice. And I'm sure Stiles will introduce you to Scott."
Faye nodded, a bit shocked by how friendly this girl was being.
As if reading her mind, Allison smiled. "I was new last year. I know what it's like. Lydia was really nice to me and so was Jackson. They used to date but he broke up with her last year. Our whole group is kind of weird right now, but it should settle down soon. I hope." Allison added a nervous laugh as if she had said too much and was hoping Faye didn't notice.
"Oh and I should probably tell you that there was a murder a few days ago. Some kid's dad. The police don't know who did it but Stiles said his dad and his guys think it was probably his son, Isaac."
Faye raised her brows. "Wow. Uhm. Do these things happen a lot around here?" Faye asked.
Allison sighed and nodded. "More than I'd like to admit. But you should do lunch with Lydia and I."
Faye nodded. "Sure. That sounds good. I have probs and stats next but I'll try to find you in the lunch room after, okay?"
Allison grinned and nodded. "Perfect. See you then!" She walked away and Faye tried to obtain everything that had just happened. Her first day was already turning out to be quite interesting.
A:N/ I know, not very exciting. But I'm trying to set things up and I don't want everything happening in the first chapter, you know? Let me know what you guys think about Faye. Her friendship with Erica pre-bite is definitely going to be an important thing in this story. Reviews means an update!
