Author's Note:
Hey guys I'm back and it's a new year, and I hope that you guys are ready for more stories, along with spoilers (if you want it of the upcoming season of Teen Wolf). If you don't know along with this story I am also posting another story so please check out the other. Please review.
(Sean Walcott's POV)
The car pulls into the entrance of Devenford Prep, a coed private school in Beacon Hills County. I sighed in the backseat as I prepare for my first day at a new school, once again. This is the third school in last eight months that I've attended. Normal people don't have to deal with this, but then again my family isn't normal.
"Okay guys," my father, Michael says. "You guys know the routine. Keep your heads low and don't draw attention to yourself. Hopefully we can stay in this place a little longer than last time." My father gives a knowing look to David, my older brother, who was the cause of our last transfer.
"Have a good day boys," my mother, Christina smiles.
David and I bid our parents goodbye, get out the car, and walk towards the front steps to the school. This is actually different from all the other schools, even though I've been moving since I was born, but I've never been to a private school or had to wear this preppy uniform. We had to wear khaki or black slacks, a dark blue blazer, and a freaking tie. My parents bought a month supply of clothing for both of us; maybe we'll actually stay for that long.
"Come on baby brother, let's get you to your freshmen classes," David smirks.
"Whatever you say, junior," I retort.
We walk into the building and navigate ourselves to the main office to get our schedules. Luckily for me, I didn't have to share any classes with my brother, unlike the last school. At the last place we only had one class together and that was athletics. It would usually be my favorite class because I like working out and exercising but my brother is always competitive with me and out ranks me in everything, which is super annoying. However now I am in underclassmen athletics while David is in upperclassmen athletics.
I glance at the rest of my schedule and saw that my first period was Food and Nutrition, followed by Algebra I, English I, Athletics, Lunch, Government, Spanish, and Physical Science. It was pretty much the same as my last two school schedules other than Spanish and Food and Nutrition. Now all I have to do is go to class and wait until the next time it's time for us to move.
"Alright little bro, I'll see you later," David leaves to find his class.
I scan each hallway and door number until I came to the Food and Nutrition class. I knock on the door and greeted by a middle-age woman. She has brown flowing hair that seems to stop mid-shoulder, with bright green eyes, and a beaming smile.
"You must be my new student," she smiles. "I'm your teacher Mrs. Baker."
"I'm Sean," I reply.
"Nice to meet you Sean," the teacher gestures for me to follow her into the classroom. We stood into the center of the classroom and I was in the center with all eyes on me. I glance around to avoid the stares and saw that there were four cooking stations with all occupied by the students. "Class I would like you all to meet Sean, a new student. You all should make Sean feel welcome and to start that off I want Sean to work with Liam."
I glance around to find this Liam guy and was shown the way by all the other students looking at Liam. He was a little on the shorter side, with messy brown hair, and the most gorgeous deep sea blue eyes I've ever seen. He gives off a bored blank expression and rolls his eyes when the teacher demands that Liam direct me to the right station and my job.
"So what are we making?" I ask, putting on an apron before washing my hands.
"While everyone else is cooking homemade pizzas, we'll be making a salad." Liam said, chopping ingredients and putting them into a wide bowl.
"Hmm."
"What?" he huffs.
"I've never eaten a salad."
"What are you," Liam scoffs. "Just a freaking carnivore, do you not eat fruit and vegetables?"
"Actually, no."
"You are living a sad life and apparently you don't care about your health."
"Well," I say lifting my shirt and showing him my abs. "I think my protein is doing me just fine."
Liam groans. "Oh god, will you please put down your shirt."
"Is it turning you on?"
Liam faces turns beet red. "The salads done and I'm done being in your presence."
He walks away without giving me another glance. I smirk as he does his best to avoid eye contact with me for the rest of the class period. The bell rings and my day continue fine without seeing Liam again until it was time for athletics.
"Sean Walcott," Coach Stevenson glance towards me. "You're the brother of David Walcott right?"
"Yeah," I answer. "How do you know my brother?"
"I met him this morning," Coach responds. "He asked me about joining the lacrosse team and he was pretty good. I was wondering if you were as good as him and want to join?"
I thought for a moment. "I think I have some skills."
"Alright I want you to meet some of the other players."
Coach and I walk over to some of the other students, freshmen and sophomores, who are members of the lacrosse team. I truly didn't care about joining lacrosse or meeting any of the students at the school since I might move soon anyway but things changed when I notice Liam as one of the members.
"Fellows, Sean here is your new teammate," Coach announce. "I want you to treat him like his on the team and show him the ropes. Alright?"
"Yes Coach!" the team roars in unison.
"I'll leave you to it." Coach walks over to the other students that were apart of other school sports.
"Sup I'm Brett," a brunette with bluish-gray eyes approaches me. "I'm the star freshman and future captain of the team."
The guy gives off a bad boy, tough, large and in charge type of aura. He must be one of the popular guys on the team since no one seems to go against his claim on the captain title, he also must be pretty talented on the field.
"If you're as good as coach thinks you are, you should probably hang out with us."
"Us?" I question.
"The star players," Brett gestures to himself and the two guys behind him. "If you want to have any type of hope of surviving this school, you'll know to choose us over anyone like…anger, loner boy over there." Brett nods his head at Liam, who lowers his eyes when I look at him.
"Fuck off Brett," Liam says.
"Remember Liam watch that temper of yours," Brett taunts. "Remember you only have one more chance."
"It'll be worth it if I can beat your ass," Liam growls.
"Oh yeah," Brett steps towards Liam, so that they were only inches apart. Brett towers over Liam by a couple of inches. "Let's see you try."
"Alright guys come down," I step in and became a barrier between the hotheaded teens. "Brett, why don't you run along with your posse and leave Liam here alone?"
"What?" Brett snaps. "You're siding with this loser!"
"I guess I rather be a loser than a dick." I smirk and hear a few guys chuckle.
Brett glares at me, "You better watch your back."
He walks away with the other teammates leaving too and only Liam and I remain. I look to Liam and saw that he was still staring dagger at Brett, who was returning them back.
"This hatred between you two must run deep?" I guessed.
"You could say that," Liam replies. "Thanks by the way."
"No probably," I shrug. "What are teammates and friends for?"
"Right," Liam nods. "Friends."