I straightened my long red hair and eyed my outfit for the first day of school that was laying on my bed. Once my hair was done, I put on a light shade of eye shadow, a thin line of eyeliner, mascara, and a light pink lip gloss. Then I put on a light pink long sweater and leggings with a pair of light brown heeled boots before grabbing my bag and heading downstairs.

"Ready, older sister, dear, who happens to be in the same grade as me?" I asked my sister, Allison.

Allison sighed, "Yes, Madison."

"Great." I smiled, "Let's go!"

Once we got to school and we received our schedules, Allison went outside to call mom. I rolled my eyes and went to my English class. While walking around, looking for the room, I ran into a boy with a buzz cut.

"Oh, um, I, I, I'm sorry." The boys stuttered.

I smiled, "It's fine. I should really watch where I'm going."

"Are you new?" The other boy with an uneven jaw line asked.

"Uh, yeah. Moved in a few days ago." I answered. " Hey, do you guys know where Mr. Johnson's class is?"

"We were just heading there." The boy answered, "I'm Scott. And this is Stiles."

"Madison. But you can call me Maddie."

Scott and Stiles led me to the English class and I sat to the right of Scott and Stiles sat to his left. Mr. Johnson handed out a piece of paper,

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night. And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester." He said before Allison came in.

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." The vice-principal said.

"Thanks." Allison smiled.

"We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis, on page 133." Mr. Johnson announced.

After English was lunch. I sat with Scott and Stiles while Allison sat with Lydia and her clique. After a bunch of other boring classes, school was finally over. I sat with Allison on the bleachers as we watched the Lacrosse team practice.

Scott was really good. He was placed in goal and caught every ball that was thrown at him. Allison smiled and cheered for him and I smirked.

"Somebody's got a crush." I sang.

"Oh shut up." Allison smiled, pushing me with her shoulder.

After school the next day I took a walk in the woods. It was chilly and I regretted wearing high waisted shorts and pulled my pullover closer around me. I heard branches snapping around me and I walked a bit faster.

Then the noises stopped and so did I.

"Hello?" I called out.

"This is private property."

I let out a gasp and spun around, seeing an older guy.

He had this bad boy vibe coming off of him. Wearing a leather jacket and a dark green t-shirt that brought out his light green eyes. His short dark hair sticking up in the front.

Basically, he was hot.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know." I let out a small laugh, "I'm a bit new around here."

"Well, now you know. Now go." He growled, pointing back to where I came from.

"Just because you're hot doesn't mean you can be rude." I huffed before turning around and stomping away.

I put on darker eye shadow before getting dressed for the party. I wore black skinny jeans with a white, lacey top and black boot heels. Scott was nice enough to let me ride with him and Allison but once we got to the party, I parted with the couple.

I grabbed myself some punch and turned around to see the man from the woods glaring at Scott. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and texted Scott.

-The man by the fire. Who is he?

-His name is Derek Hale. Have you seen him before?

-Yes. In the woods yesterday.

Once I got a name to match that pretty face, I grabbed another glass of punch and walked over to him.

"Want a drink?" I smiled, handing him the glass.

"Thank." He mumbled, his eyes still on Scott.

A dog behind him was growling and barking and I took a step back.

"That dog does not like you."

"Most don't." Derek replied, his eyes turning to me.

"Aren't you a little old to be at a high school party?"

"Aren't you asking too many questions?"

"I do that a lot." I smiled.

I looked back over to Scott and saw him stumble into the house. When I turned to Derek, he was gone, too. I ran into the house to find Scott, but instead I saw Stiles. I grabbed him by the shirt and dragged him into the bathroom.

"What the hell is wrong with him?" I asked.

"With who?"

"Scott!"

"Oh that? He's a werewolf."

"Excuse me? A what?" I questioned.

"I probably shouldn't have said that." Stiles said to himself.

I shook my head before exiting the bathroom and running outside to see Allison watching Scott drive away.

"Well, there goes our ride." I muttered, running up next to her.

"Madison. Allison." We both turned around and saw Derek.

"I'm Derek. A friend of Scott's. I'll give you a ride home." He smiled.

Allison went inside to say goodbye to Lydia while I waited by Derek's car, shivering. I then felt a warm jacket around my shoulders.

"Thanks." I mumbled, wrapping the jacket closer to me as Allison walks over,

"Ready."

I sat in the front while Allison was in the back and, of course, Derek was driving. It was silent the entire drive and when he pulled up to our house, Allison went in while I turned to Derek.

"Can I ask one more question?"

Derek nodded and I continued,

"Are you one, too?"

"One what?"

"Werewolf?" I whispered.

Derek smirked, his green eyes turning a bright blue, before driving off.

That night as I laid in bed, I thought about the man with the bright green eyes.

Derek Hale.

When I'm around him, I feel this pull to him. Is it some weird werewolf thing? Or am I just really attracted to him?

I guess only time will tell.