Author's Note: So this is my first fanfiction. I don't mind getting reviews, as long as they aren't filled with hate messages. If anyone sees any grammar or spelling mistakes, please send me a message to fix it. With that said, I don't own Teen Wolf or any of the characters except my two characters. I promise to try to update every week; I just hope you will be patient with me. It's a slow start and you probably won't see any main characters until at least the third chapter. Thank you so much for clicking on the link for Second Chances and enjoy.

Chapter 1

I looked around the two-story house wondering what I was doing here. How did I get myself into this? I should learn to think before I speak or next time I'll end up in Nicaragua overlooking the family farm. Just the thought of it made me shudder. It's not that I don't like farm animals; I just have a war going on with the bees around the world. Stupid bees tend to like building hives near the field where the cows and horses grazed.

"Dani, are you done putting your stuff down?" I yelled out, too lazy to look for her.

I heard a noise behind me. I turned around and saw my cousin, Daniella, standing at the doorway with a duffle bag in her hand, looking dead on her feet after the drive over here.

"This is my last bag," she moved her head towards the bag with her.

"Good. Choose your room out of the two left and start unpacking. I'm going to order food for dinner and then tomorrow we can go grocery shopping."

She nodded and went up the stairs to choose a room. I walked over to the couch that was in what looked like the living room and sat down looking around. The living room wasn't that big, at least not compared to my house. It had a long couch and an armchair that were black leather. The TV was set up across the couch and diagonal from the armchair with the PS3 and XBOX that belonged to me. We had a stack of DVDs here but not much, a mix of both of our preferences to keep us occupied if the Wi-Fi sucked during storms like it did in Miami.

I groaned just thinking about it. I did use to live in Miami, both of us did but then Dani had to ask her parents about moving to California so that when she does graduate from high school she wouldn't have to pay out-of-state tuition. Hell, I give her props for thinking that far ahead in her life; I just didn't know she wanted to get so far away from the family. Unfortunately her parents couldn't go or didn't want to, I'm not sure which yet, and it made her mope around for weeks.

"But now is not the time to think about it. I have to focus. I have to order food," I muttered to myself.

Considering the fact that we spent the last day of our trip listening to her music while I drove, I decided to order what I wanted and started going through my phone to see what type of food was in Beacon Hills that delivered or was nearby. I saw that there was a Papa John's that was close enough to deliver and ordered a large pizza with bacon, chicken, and peperoni.

"The food is going to be here in half an hour," I told her once I found the room she was in, the one on the right looking towards the other houses on our block.

She paused from putting her clothes in the closet and I saw that she looked out of it. Maybe she was in her own world, using it to adjust to the house.

"You okay?" I asked while sitting on the bed looking at the room.

"I'm fine. I just wanted to say thank you for coming with me. I know you didn't have to and you probably miss it a lot but it meant a lot that you came."

I couldn't stop the laughter that came out of my mouth, it probably looked like I was laughing at her but I couldn't help it.

"The only thing I miss about Miami is my family but even then it was about damn time that I moved out and you know it. I couldn't live there forever. Plus, this was my chance at a new start, even if it is in a town five times smaller than what we're used to."

We both shared a laugh and I left her room to go into mine.

I had the master bedroom in the house; I won't lie and say it didn't make me feel powerful because it did. I only had my furniture set while a bunch of boxes were piled up with what I assumed were my frames, pictures, and some important keepsakes apart from a couple of outfits I kept.

I ditched my shoes and shuffled through one of the boxes to find my slippers and put them on feeling sweet relief.

"Now I just have to get the money for the delivery person," I thought.

Grabbing my keys my dresser, I headed downstairs and out the door to my car, a black Camaro that was the one thing that tied me to my family. We had a tradition of getting black cars; at least we did until my first car, a Toyota Corolla, which my dad ended up taking so I got another that did keep with the tradition.

I remember when I first got it, how mad my older brother was because I got two nice cars instead a piece of scrap metal and then a slightly decent one. I let out a smile when I unlocked it and got my bag out of the car.

Unfortunately, my happy memory was destroyed when a mosquito flew too close and tried sucking my blood. I freaked-out and started waving my arms around while running to the house.

"Stupid mosquitoes always have to find me," I muttered in frustration after I slammed the door shut and pressed the lock button on the car keys.

"You know we live right next to the forest and that's going to keep happening, right?"

I just glared at my cousin, mentally killing her, and it seems she got my message by moving on to a different topic.

"So after we go grocery shopping tomorrow, can we go get paint for my room? I hate it right now."

"Yeah sure, your parents gave me money for your stuff either way," I paused thinking about some arguments we'd probably have while living here, " Actually we should probably set some ground rules if one of us isn't going to end up dead in the forest buried underneath a dead animal. First of all, even though I'm your cousin and I'm only 3 years older than you, I'm the adult here whether you like it or not. Second, I won't try to act like your mom or anything but you can't act like a little bitch if things don't go your way. Same goes for me. However, that doesn't mean that my word isn't law, it just means I'll try to be reasonable incase shit happens." I looked at her pointedly while talking.

"I'm not a little bitch," she retorts and I just raise an eyebrow.

"You holed yourself up in my living room when you came for Ace's birthday that one time because your boyfriend accidently wet you while we were in the pool."

She stayed quiet and I nodded.

"Third, if you're going to have someone over I don't mind just give me heads up. If you go out, I just want a text to make sure you made it to wherever you are going alive because if anything happens to you, your parents will murder me and confess right after without the slightest bit of guilt," I finished and waited for her to say something.

Dani looked at me while mulling things over in her head and she accepted my terms.

"Fine, but I have a couple of rules of my own. First, knock when you're coming into my room and second, don't embarrass me while I'm at school."

I nodded back, already thinking about the loop holes in the way she worded it and grinned when I heard the doorbell.

"Great, now that that's settled, the food is here."

We spent the rest of the night of talking to each other on the couch while watching TV and eating our dinner.

The next morning I woke up in my room and remembered that I was in Beacon Hills. I pushed myself up on the bed and grabbed for my phone to look at the time. It was 5 in the morning and I was pissed. While Dani fell asleep around ten last night, I couldn't sleep until one in the morning because I wasn't used to the room. Great, my first morning in this place and I could only get four hours of sleep.

I grabbed some shorts, my grey "Don't talk out loud, you lower the IQ of the whole street" t-shirt, undergarments, my towel and headed for the bathroom in my room, that I unpacked after I finished dinner.

After I got dressed, I looked at myself in the mirror and frowned at my reflection. I wasn't the average 19 year old you'd find on the streets, I knew that, hell I knew that since day one of my life. I wasn't skinny, the only time I was had to be when I was born. I'm chubby and it showed, especially since I was only 5 feet tall. People called me adorable and cute and most of the time thought I was younger than my cousin. I had auburn hair that was cut in layers to my shoulders with the shortest one stopping at the bottom of my ear. I had dark brown eyes, lips that were dry and glasses that seemed to match my cheeks when I blushed, which happened a lot thanks to my light complexion. I shook my head at my thoughts and pulled my hair into a ponytail knowing that if I kept thinking about my appearance I'd go down a road I didn't want to.

I left my room and tiptoed down the stairs even though I knew Dani wasn't going to wake up, you can never be too careful with teenage girls, though, so I took the precaution. I walked around until I reached the kitchen and sat at the island marveling at all the money my uncle spent for this house.

The kitchen looked amazing, you can tell just by looking at it that two girls lived here. The cabinets were dark pink with orange handles. The refrigerator was black and the island I was sitting at matched the cabinets. I could tell that I was going to be using it often, especially since the munchkin couldn't cook anything.

I spent the rest of the morning walking around the house, inside and outside, to familiarize myself with the layout. The house itself wasn't that big. Apart from it being two-stories high, it was actually simple. It's painted white with a dark grey porch. There were only two trees in the front side of the house, one by my room and the other near the living room blocking the view into the room a bit with its leaves. There were two rows of bushes that lead from the stone driveway to the porch.

The back of the house was completely different, though. It looked downright creepy before the sunrise. The forest starts only seven feet away from the backdoor. After the sun rose, I saw a little patio where the roof extended a little and had a barbeque. Unlike the kitchen, I don't see it being used nearly as much.

It was 11 in the morning now and Dani still wasn't awake. There was only so much I can explore before I went insane with boredom and there wasn't anything on TV either. I jumped from the armchair and started going up the stairs to her room. She can always take a nap later but my stomach wouldn't let me last another two hours.

I knocked on the door while opening it and saw her sitting on her bed with her laptop.

"You've been awake and you haven't bothered to come downstairs when you heard the explosions from the action movie I was watching half an hour ago?"

"I thought it was still on. I didn't want you to miss the end of it," she replied.

After a minute of controlling my breathing from strangling her, I told her to get ready because we were going shopping. We spent the afternoon shopping for paint, groceries, and some school supplies for her.

In between the stops, I would look around the town to spot future places of employment. While Dani was going to school during the day, I had to do something to get money in order pay off bills. I'm taking the fall and spring semester off from school to get in the habit of taking care of another human being and making sure everything worked out. Plus, the house bills are only taken care of for the first two months, after that the responsibility falls on me. It was more than reasonable, so I couldn't complain. But it's also the reason I'm looking for something full time during the day in order to make sure she's not completely alone when she gets back from school.

So far I've seen a couple of medical offices that looked interesting, an animal clinic, and the nearby high school. I want to try to steer clear of the school, though, because I knew Dani wouldn't want me working there unless I had no other option, which I hope I do. I'll have to apply to the offices and the vet clinic on Wednesday because I have to enroll Dani for school tomorrow. I only put it off today because I was still had about two days to go until enrollment ended and I didn't want to forget something on the last day accidently, making her miss the first day of school with the other teenagers.

When we got home later that day, I cooked dinner while Dani painted her room. We ate in our respective rooms, she washed the dishes after, and we went to sleep with the week ahead of us looming over both of our heads.