Reviews will be much appreciated, I will try to continue this story as much as I can (encouragement will help the process) Please give constructive criticism but be kind this is my only my second fanfic, and my first one for Teen Wolf. Enjoy x
Scott's cousin comes into town and causes a stir with the calm after the Jennifer-shaped storm.
Eva had long dark chocolate hair that ended just below her breasts, which she was ecstatic about after trying to grow it to this perfect length for more than three years. She was below average height, much to her dismay. She was at the low-end of 5" and refused to let anyone know her exact height, to ensure she wouldn't be teased, and because she thought it added an air of mystery to her, especially considering she was a pretty open book, everyone always said her face gave everything away. So her height was the one secret she liked to keep to herself, that and being a werewolf obviously.
Eva was moving to Beacon Hills to live with her Auntie Melissa and her cousin Scott, after living in England for the past 16 years. She used to visit them at least once a year when she was younger, but her visits to America had become less frequent over recent years as her parents couldn't afford to visit after her dad lost his job. She was moving to live with her cousin and her mum's sister because after two years of pleading and saving up for the flight her parents were finally letting her move, well on a trial basis. Eva loved her parents dearly and she hated leaving them but she couldn't deny how she was drawn towards America and her desperation to experience the seemingly exotic American culture.
She hadn't seen Scott for at least 5 years and couldn't wait to see him again, she hoped he was still the funny, friendly guy she remembered playing with as a kid.
As she pulled up to her new home she saw her Auntie Melissa and Scott stood in front of the house waiting for her arrival. She paid the driver and waved to them as she got out the car, they came over and helped her with her suitcases, which was followed by big hugs and huge grins. "My God Eva! You've changed so much! You are so beautiful! Aww I can see a lot of your mom in you!" said Melissa as she pulled Eva in for another crippling hug. After being released from the hug, Eva turned to properly look at her grown up cousin, "Scott! Jesus! Where's all this muscle come from! Deary me, I don't see you in a few years and you change from a skinny, awkward boy to a big...well man" she laughed and he gave her his renowned grin.
"Well yeah, I can't deny it, I'm quite the hunk now" he said jokingly. Eva rolled her eyes, noticing how easily they slipped back into their old ways, she was worried it would be awkward but was happy to see how comfortable and natural they were around each other.
"So anything new happen since I last saw you?" Eva asked Scott after dinner. He shifted uncomfortably but she couldn't understand why. "No, no, nothing really, just the same stuff as always" he replied with a nervous grin, Eva brushed it off as him just being weird but couldn't help noticing his heart rate raise slightly when he replied which Eva associated with her being lied to, which was one of the things she hated most.
Monday morning came around and Eva begrudgingly got ready for school, a little nervous at her first day in an American school, she wondered whether she would find herself in the middle of 'Mean Girls' or would it be less brutal? Thankfully she had Scott to keep her calm, he showed her around, told her where to meet him for lunch and directed her away from falling for any "new girl pranks", which she was extremely grateful for. Her first class was English which she enjoyed as they were studying 'Of Mice And Men' which she had spent two years studying in England.
She also had Calculus, History, Biology and Chemistry which she managed to get through without too many embarrassing incidents. She was only lightly teased for her accent, poor imitations of a posh London accent were often heard, which she didn't mind but what they didn't realise is that she was from Yorkshire, which is nothing like being from London so it was like her doing a Texas accent at someone who lived in New York, completely different, but entertaining. One thing she knew she would never get used to was being given blank looks when asking for the 'loo'. The first time was at lunch when she managed to find Scott in the cafeteria, and said "I'll be back in a sec Scott, I'm just bursting for the loo, where is it?" only to have him look back dumbfounded and ask her what the hell she was talking about, she sighed deeply. "The toilet, where is it?!" she said exasperatedly, hopping from one foot to the other. He pointed her in the right direction and she followed his directions, while thinking that her move to America might not be as seamless as she thought, "Yes we both speak English, but it's a different kind of English over here, with 'erbs' instead of herbs and 'sidewalk' instead of 'pavement'" Getting used to the subtle differences was going to take time but Eva didn't mind a challenge.
She managed to find her way back to the canteen without much difficulty and noticed Scott no longer sitting on his own but surrounded by people, she saw a beautiful ginger girl, with an intimidatingly striking air of confidence noticeable from across the room, holding hands with a good-looking boy who seemed to be the identical twin of a boy sitting on the table behind who was also holding hands but with an even more good-looking dark-haired boy. Next to Scott she saw a curly-haired brunette who had her hand on Scott's thigh under the table who she presumed to be Allison, Scott's girlfriend, who by the way he talked about her last night seemed to be the love of his life. Opposite Scott and next to the ginger girl was a boy who was quite tall with light brown hair and a kind smile and next to him was someone Eva recognised, he was waving his arms about enthusiastically clearly telling a story, a funny story she presumed as she saw them all laugh as he finished his sentence.
She walked over to Scott and introduced herself to everyone, learning everyone's names, there was Danny and Ethan behind, Lydia and Aiden, she was right about Allison, the tall boy was Isaac and the boy next to him was Stiles. When Scott introduced Stiles she said "Wait Stiles? The same boy who ate all that grass one time just to prove a point?!" Everyone laughed at this, Scott smiled, "The very same, I'm surprised you remember it was only once about seven years ago!"
Eva smiled "Well when someone eats that much grass to prove a point it kind of makes an impression." Stiles smiled cheekily then winked, "Well you'll be glad to know I haven't changed much" She just smiled and sat down next to him as it was the only available seat and she had a feeling that he didn't mind. The rest of the day went by unassumingly, with only a few mishaps, a few wrong turns (specifically nine, but Eva was looking at the positives...she got there eventually) and a couple of bashes into the walls as she couldn't get used to the mass of students here in comparison to England.
The days passed and Eva was feeling more and more comfortable in her new life, she was still having to get used to some things though. Like on Friday after school. Scott and Eva were in the kitchen and Scott offered her a snack, "Yeah sure could I have some crisps?" she asked. He looked at her puzzled, "What?" It was her turn to look puzzled now, "Crisps." she repeated, "Do you not have any?" she asked.
"Well if you tell me what they are we might have some but I doubt it." he said, clearly amused by the language barrier. "Crisps" she repeated for the third time, "Oh god what do you call them! Ummmm...one sec...wait! Potato Chips?" she said tentatively. Scott laughed "Oh! potato chips! Yeah we have 'em" he said as he rooted around for some in the cupboard, " I swear you make up half these words" he teased, he then picked up a packet and threw them a little too fast for human capabilities at Eva, much to Scott's surprise Eva caught them with ease, a flash of panic flew across Eva's face but she manage to quickly recover, she laughed nervously, "I've got really quick reflexes". Scott smiled satisfied with that excuse he continued to find himself a packet.
Eva silently scolded herself for being so reckless, and made a promise to be more careful in future, her lycanthropy was a tiny part of her life, and as an omega she didn't have to worry about any other people telling her secret because no one else knew and no one else needed to know. Eva's wolf life was her biggest secret no body knew, she'd even be surprised if the wolf that bit her knew.
She had been camping with her mum and dad and some other families, a year and a half ago and it was a full moon. In the middle of the night Eva needed the toilet so she went out of the tent and into the bushes to find a good spot, she had never been afraid of the dark so she had no qualms about the strange noises or the eerie wind. She was trying to find somewhere where she would have privacy if anyone else were to come out of their tents, and as she did so she heard a low growl from about twenty feet behind her. She turned around and stared into unnatural ruby like eyes, the eyes were locked on the tents in the clearing and they had a deadly glint in them,the grim eyes belonged to a dark, terrifyingly over-sized creature she tried to distinguish the type of animal she was facing, "claws like a dog" she thought as she looked at its paws, she then dragged her eyes to its ghastly face and then its mouth,"fangs like a wolf" she thought but then as she continued to stare at this creature she realised it had muscles and long unnatural legs all this paired with the glowing eyes quickly made Eva come to the conclusion that she was staring at an impossible being, a werewolf.
Eva had managed to stay undetected till now by holding her breath but the terrifying realisation of the supernatural world existing made her make a tiny noise in fear which alerted the creature to her presence, she was its new target and she knew that she was now in danger with no way of escaping but still she tried slowly backing away into the woods, as she stepped back her foot broke a small branch causing the creature to snap into action, it started running impossibly fast towards her so she screamed in a last attempt at survival. The werewolf launched itself at her, knocking her to the floor, she tried crawling away but the creature was too fast, it then bit down on her, causing searing pain to flood through her body, she screamed so much she thought her lungs would collapse, the werewolf's teeth were still digging deep into her skin and prayed for a less painful or at least short death. She then started losing consciousness, due to the pain and the blood loss, she fought hard to stay awake, fearing this thought would be her last, finally she then gave into the pain and the weaknesses and closed her eyes in defeat.
She awoke a week later in hospital surrounded by flowers and cards, anticipating eyes and a smell that can only be found in hospitals. She was informed by a too sympathetic nurse that she had been in a coma so her body could heal properly, she had scratches all over her body but they would heal in time, she also informed her with sad eyes and a surprisingly even more sympathetic voice that she would be scarred for life on her back, underneath her left shoulder-blade slightly nearer her side than her spine, which meant she was very very lucky, as it could have caused her spinal injuries like temporary or permanent paralysis. After the weird too nice nurse had gone she asked her parents what happened after she passed out and here Dad said that one of the other families heard something and went outside with a special kit in case of any emergency, (he fancied himself as a bit of a Bear Grylls) and shot a flare gun and the animal.
After a few more days in the hospital she was ready to go home and forget the terrible incident and asked her parents to do the same, but the full moon arrived and she discovered the creature had given her more than a scar, that she too was a werewolf. She promised herself that she wouldn't tell anybody and that she could control herself if she tried hard enough and if she cared enough not to hurt anyway and slowly she began to control the wolf, she even did research into werewolves and found out a lot of things, some turned out to be true...others not so much but that's what she expected from something that was presumed to be a myth by the majority of the population.