A/N This is my first story so please be kind but constructive criticism is welcome. I don't have a beta yet so sorry for any spelling/grammar mistake. I hope you like it!
Chapter 1: The Arrival
Angel was practically buzzing with excitement while sitting in the passenger seat of a black Escalade. She could not believe she finally was going to attended a public high school! Granted the school had sent her with a personal securityguard, but
Michael was not all that bad. Definitely the strong silent type, emphasis on the silent. But it didn't matter, nothing could bring her down. She had been stuck at St. Mary's boarding school for the gifted for her whole lifeand it was time for
her to spread her wings.
Now don't misunderstand her, Angel loved St. Mary's. It was the only home she had ever known. Ever since she was a baby, she lived at the school. While she had never known her birth parents, she felt blessed to attend St. was no better
school in the world, not that anyone really knew that. It was directly funded by the Vatican and a closely guarded secret. However, there was no opportunity not provided to their students. Angel had been able to travel the world,had never wanted
for anything and meet some of the most incredible people. But it was always under the watchful eye of the nuns or from behind security guards.
Angel wanted to experience life for herself, on her own terms: both the good and bad. So, after years of begging, pleading, and crying, the administrators had finally relented. It was time to start the practical application of her trainingand she
could not have happier.
She had the town picked out for years...Beacon Hills. Hub of the supernatural, death, and destruction. It was perfect, she could not think of place that needed her more. She had dreamed of this for years and according to the road signthey were passing,
she was now entering the Town of Beacon Hills.
Her new home was in the only gated community in Beacon Hills. The homes were not extravagant but definitely the nicest in town.
"Now, I expected you to stay in the car while I sweep the house." Michael stated as they pulled in front of a two story all brick house. Angel rolled her eyes, she never quite understood the security measures imposed by St. Mary's. Barelyanyone
even knew she existed, she had meet all of 79 people in her 16 years on this planet. There was no paper or electronic trace of her life, no Facebook page, no Twitter, nothing.
"Fine….just hurry, I want to see the house and my room!" she exclaimed. Michael nodded and got out of the car.
20 minutes later he returned and deemed the house safe. Angel practically flew from the car in her excitement to explore her first real home. The movers had been there the week before so the furniture and basics were already there. All thatwas left
to unpack was her personal things that traveled with them.
"Why don't you get started unpacking your things. I need to visit the local police station and file my weapons permits. Will you be ok by yourself?" Michael asked.
"Of course! You don't need to worry so much. Take you time. I'll be fine." Ashley replied.
"Ok, well I'm setting the security alarm. Don't let anyone inside and whatever you do don't leave the house." Michael warned as he proceeded to arm the state of the art security system.
"You got it dude!" Ashley replied with a thumbs up.
Chapter 2: Sheriff Stilinski
A small bell rang as Michael entered the local police station. It was a fairly small building, but seem well maintained.
"Uh, can I help you?" a female deputy stammered. Michael was quite an intimidating presence. At 6'6" and 240lbs of solid muscle, he exuded an aura of confidence and danger.
"Yes, I need to file my conceal and carry permit, along with a few registered firearms." Michael replied holding up a large stack of documents. The deputy eyes widened.
"Woah, that is quite a few firearms you must have," she stated.
"Well, you can never be too careful nowadays," Michael responded.
"Isn't that the truth, especially in this town. The crime rate seems to just keep climbing. Let me just go grab my Sheriff to sign off on those forms," the deputed said as she rose from her desk and headed to the small office across the hall. Wherea
man in his mid-40's emerged.
"Hello, there. You must be new in town. I'm Sheriff Stilinski, I hear you have quite a few firearm applications you need me to sign off on," Sheriff Stilinski said as he shook Michael's hand.
"Nice to meet you sheriff. Yeah, me and my charge just arrived into town about an hour ago. Fidgured I get these papers in right away." Michael responded.
"Woah, these are quite a few firearms you own here Sir. May I ask why you need so many, there must be about 50 here," Sheriff Stilinski asked as he thumbed through all the paperwork.
"Of course, I work security detail for the young girl I traveled here with. I am her temporary guardian as she will be attending your local high school. She comes from a very wealthy family, so you can never be too careful," Michael replied, givinghim
the cover story that had been used by the school for decades.
"Really? I have a son who is a sophomore over at the high school. He is a good kid, a little too energetic but has a good heart. You know we don't get too many new students here. I am sure he'd be happy to show her around or give her a few pointers."Sheriff
Stilinski offered.
"Actually, I just may take you up on that offer. She has never attended a public school before and I would feel alot better about it knowing she had someone there watching over her, especially if that someone was the sheriff's son." Michael
could be a great opportunity Michael thought. Angel was the sweetest girl, but she rarely got out much. A new friend may help ease the transition into a public school. Not to mention any in with the local police is always helpful.
"Oh, um great! We could grab a bite to eat at the local bowling alley tonight. They have some pretty good food. Not too many other options around here," Sheriff Stilinski replied. He was only trying to be polite with his offer. Now he was going to haveto
try to rangel his son into having dinner with complete strangers. That was going to be a fun conversation he thought. But he was the sheriff and they really didn't get many people moving to Beacon Hills. Not with its unexplainably high crime ratefor
such a small town.
"Wonderful, I really appreciate that. Why don't we meet you there around 7 pm?" Michael responded.
"Works for me. And you're all set with your permits. I'll see you tonight," the sheriff said as he shook Michael's hand again.
Chapter 3: First Sight
"Stiles! You home?" the sheriff asked as he returned home from work from his shift at the station.
"Huh? Oh! Hey dad! How was work? Solve an crimes? Anyone get murdered? Could I see the bodies?" Stiles rambled as he came down the stairs.
"Woah, slow down. Did you take your medication today?" the Sheriff asked, referring to his son's ADHD medication.
"Oh, no I forgot. I'll go take it now." Stiles said as he ran back up the stairs.
"So, some new people just moved into town today. A girl about your age. Her guardian came into the station today to register some weapons. Well, we got to talking and I offered that you would give the girl some pointers on high school here. She has neverbeen
to public school before. So, we're going to meet them at the bowling alley for dinner tonight." Sheriff Stilinski yelled up the stairs.
"What?! Dad, no! I have plans with Scott tonight. I don't want to go," Stilinski exclaimed returning down the stairs.
"Come on Stiles, you hang out with Scott every night. Do this girl a favor, just imagine going to a whole new school, in the middle of year, not knowing anyone. She is probably pretty scared and nervous."
Stiles looked at his dad and sighed. He was right, school was hard as it was and he even knew everyone. So he agreed and texted Scott that he would have to bail on him tonight.
Sorry can't make it tonight. Dad is making me have dinner with some new girl that just moved into town. -Stiles
That's cool, we can watch our horror movie marathon tomorrow night. We have all weekend. What's the story on the new girl? Is she cute? ;) -Scott
No idea. Dad set this whole thing up. I doubt it. Cute girls don't need help making new friends in school. Whatever, I'll help her out. Let her know that you and I are the coolest guys in school. -Stiles
Why don't you go and tell her about my pet unicorn and the flying pigs while you're at it. -Scott
Hey! It could happen. We could make 1st string next week at tryouts than all the ladies will want us. -Stiles
Keep on dreaming. -Scott
"You about ready son? We should head out," Sheriff Stilinski called up the stairs.
"Coming dad!" Stiles replied as he threw on his red button up flannel over his Beatles T-shirt. He didn't even bother looking in the mirror, his buzzed hair always looked the same as it was.
"You're doing the right thing Stiles. It's very nice of you to help this girl out. Your mom would be proud," the sheriff said as they drove to the bowling alley. Stiles was surprised, his dad rarely mentioned his mom. She has been gone about 2 years now,but
his dad rarely brought her up.
"Aww, dad. It's not big deal, you were right. I don't want her to have to be scared on her first day, and if I can help a little I'm happy to." Stiles replied as his dad pulled into the bowling alley.
The bowling alley was pretty busy, it was a Friday night after all. Stiles and his dad were able to grab a booth near the arcade games. They were a few minutes early and went ahead and ordered a soda while they waited.
"What do they even look like?" Stiles asked looking toward the entrance while tapping his fingers on the table impatiently. He noticed some of the popular kids from school bowling a ways down, luckily they hadn't spotted him.
"Well I have only met the man, Michael, who looks like he may be some sort of professional athlete. Tall, brown hair, muscles upon muscles. Now I'm not quite sure of their situation, he called the girl his 'charge' so I don't think they're related." SheriffStilinski
replied as he looked at the menu.
Stiles was still starting at the door when a man entered. He definitely fit his dad's description. The guy looked like he could break him in half. He was closely followed by a girl. Stiles craned his neck to try to get a good look at her. When they roundedthe
corner, his jaw dropped. No way this could be her, the girl was drop dead gorgeous. Now he thought he knew what the prettiest girl in the world looked like, Lydia Martin. He had a crush on her since the 3rd grade after all. But this was a wholedifferent
ball game of pretty, like he'd been watching the amateurs his whole life and just got a glimpse at a professional. She had long blonde hair that was loosely curled and he could see from his table that she had the brightest blue eyes he hadever
seen. She looked short next to the incredible hulk that was in front of her but had to be about 5'5"-5'6". She was skinny but athletic and she literally glowed. Stiles couldn't have explained it if he tried, which he would later to his best friendScott,
but this girl glowed and he was speechless and maybe drooling.
"Whoa, bet you're glad you cancelled on Scott now." Sheriff Stilinski said under his breath. Stiles could only nod in response as they stood to greet them.