I do not own Teen Wolf Just Margie (which is pronounced mar-gee)

Chapter One: Something Wicked this way comes.

Margie POV

I sat in the back of my father's car as they drove past the small town of beacon hills. I had her music blaring while I let my mind drift away. I had so many questions about the next few days: Would I make any friends? Would Lydia stay by me or force her out into the world? Would the Shakespeare program really be as fantastic as her parents had bragged? And if it was could she prove herself.

I let out a huff of hair as I switched from song to song. Nothing seemed to fit my mood or make me feel any better. After a while I looked down at the Bowser whose head was resting on my lap. The Australian looked up at me as I scratched his ears. "No going back!" I muttered to the dog who just wagged his tale at me. I kissed his head and returned my sights to the scenery.

"Come one Mario!" My dad met his eyes through the rear view mirror. "This will be fun!"

"I know!" I smiled at my dad and took in a breath. My mother turned from her seat with a concerned look in her eyes. They all felt I was taking this move hard but that wasn't the case. "I am really just nervous. It's such a different place from Boston, you know?" I rested my head on the cool glass of the SUV. "I am just scared I might screw this up especially since you got the role as Administrator of the hospital and Mom has her book-."

"Oh Margie!" My mom reached back and patted my leg happily. "It's good that you want things to go well but you won't make any friends if you spend most of the time worrying about something else!" I nodded while taking my ear buds out.

"Yeah I guess you are right." I scooted forward from the leather seat, which caused my dog to lurch forward. "Do you know if everything has been moved in?"

My father nodded. "I have been here a week to work on taking over the hospital and meeting the staff so I told the movers what goes where. And your jeep arrived yesterday. Other than the luggage in the trunk everything is settled." He ran a tired hand through his gray hair. "Wait till you see it Mario! You will love it. And it's only a block away from Lydia."

The rest of the car ride was filled with chatter until we pulled up to a long drive way that led to a Tudor style mansion. When we pulled up to the front door I saw a familiar head of strawberry hair.

Within seconds of the car stopping I hopped out. "LYDS" I jumped at my friend with a huge hug, which she returned with giggles and squeals. "I had no idea you would be here so early. I am so happy!"

"I know, my presence has that effect." Lydia broke from our hug wearing her usual smirk. "However as much as I love to see you. I just wish it wasn't so…" her hand moved up and down, gesturing to my body. "Grungy"

I rolled my eyes with a grin. "Hey traveling to Beacon hills from Boston doesn't require sheik," I pointed at my V neck and yoga pants. "It requires comfort."

"Well you can have both." She said with a hair toss. "We have so much work to do!"

"Yeah I will definitely need help with picking an outfit for tomorrow"

"Come on we can drive around AFTER we pick out an outfit for your first day." She grabbed my hand.

"Alright!" I smiled as I went to the back of my dad's Lexus and grabbed my bags. "Hey where is my room?"

"Up the grand stair case to your left there is a pair of glass doors to the left side of the house. Go down there and that area is yours as long as we don't have guests." I began to take my things through the door. "And Margie?" I turned to see my dad looking at me. "The same rules apply here as they did in Boston: We respect your privacy and your area as long as you keep your grades up and stay out of trouble. You stay out of our studies unless you really need something." I nodded happily. "What's the family motto?"

"Stay smart, stay safe, and be kind! And don't be a dumbass" I replied as I pushed through the doors into the main hall and into a new home.

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"Okay I think if you go with the brown leather jacket and brown pumps. It will work." Lydia threw the jacket on the bed next to where both bowser and I were sitting completing the outfit.

"Glad that is over." I said with a lazy smile. Bowser seemed to agree as he sat up and began to lick my face. "Aww Bowser stop!" I laughed.

"You are such a mess without me." Lydia said with an exhausted sigh. "I didn't realize it had become so late."

I pushed back my dirty blonde curls and looked out a window it was almost pitch black. "Do you think we could still drive around." My brows knitted together with some concern. Lydia gave me her signature stare. "What?" I scoff. "I have to see some of the town! And this big guy would love a car ride. Wouldn't you Bowser?" on que the Australian Shepard began to wag his tale and stand on my bed. "Look at those electric blue eyes Lyds! You want to make him happy!" I pouted playfully.

"Fine!" Lydia through her hands up and stared at me. "But we are leaving the top on tonight!"

"DEAL. Just let me change." I went into my closet and threw off my clothes and put on a light blue tank and a pair of high wasted jeans and black toms and a white cardigan. I ran out of my closet and patted my thigh to signal Bowser to come.

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"Alright the last place I want to see is if there are any good jogging trails." I said as I turned down a quiet street. "I want to go jogging after school tomorrow so I want the top spot." I looked over at Lydia who was texting Jackson. "How is Jackson?"

"How did you know?" She cocked on eyebrow.

"You have the dopey look," I teased.

"Shut up." Lydia playfully shoved my arm. "And he is doing well. He is excited to meet up with you again."

"No he isn't!" I laugh.

"Yes he is!" she fought back. "He likes you it's just hard to tell because he is just so…."

"Jackson?"

"Yep!"

"You know I still need a place to go…"

"Alright sorry just let me send this." She paused for a moment then looked at me. "Do you want like a forest path or a park?"

"Forest Path. I usually run with Bowser and he likes the forest." I raised a hand and patted my dog who was sitting in the back tongue out and tail wagging.

"Okay head down this street than take a left on Forest Park rd." as I turned down the street, but after only going down I had to stop.

"Jeez what is going on?" I was staring face to face with a cascade of blue and red lights. I looked over at Lydia who was as baffled as I was. "Can I go around or should I just go back?"

Before she could answer a figure pushed past the siren lights and pressed forward to my window with flash light in hand. After a breath or two he knocked on the window. I lowered the car window and shut the engine off. I blinked into the light of the flashlight until the man lowered to revealing a shorter man with a sheriff's badge. He smiled at us with a tired look. I could tell he had a long night.

"Girls." He looked at both of us with some confusion. "What brings you out? Lydia?"

"Oh Hi Sherriff." She waved happily. "Hope everything is alright."

"It will be fine once I know where you two are headed." He said with a friendly smile.

"Oh" I began a little flustered. "I am new here and I wanted to see the jogging path before school tomorrow and Lydia was going to show me." I began.

"You are new…" he began. "OH is your father Kaeden Farrondale?"

"Yes." I bobbed my head in an enthusiasm. "I am Margaret."

"Sherriff Stilenski" He reached over and shook my hand. "Met your dad when he took over as chief of staff at the hospital. He didn't stop talking about you." He pursed his lips. "Now tell me what would make two girls want to go out driving in the middle of the night to find a jogging path."

"new town that I want to get to know." I said bluntly.

"Now that is a good reason." He let out a distinct chuckle but returned right back to business. "And I don't mean to trouble you girls but we have to close the area. So I am going to have to ask you to leave."

"What happened?" I tilted my head slightly.

"Sorry but I can't tell you. I don't"- Then from out of nowhere Bowser begins to bark and whine. I looked to the back seat to find him pacing back and forth while going into hysterics.

"I am so sorry!" I turned over to pat Bowser on the head but he continued to fuss and bark.

"That's alright he is probably just anxious. You girls have a nice night now." I looked at the Sherriff. He simply nodded and turned back the collection of police cars.

"Margie what the hell is wrong with him." Lyds looked at me with a confused stair while I tried to reach back and calm him.

"I have no idea he might just need to go home." My voice strained from confusion as I turned on the car. As the engine revved I swore I heard something maybe I should have paid more attention.

But I didn't

Author's Note

So I believe I promised an outfit and if that is the case here is the actual link is on my profile along with the other outfits and pictures of the Farrondales! CHECK THEM OUT