To Track and To Protect
Chapter 1: She's a Vampire
She rushed in, slamming the door against the wall in the process. With the weight of her book bag she tripped over her rushed feet and fell to the ground knee first. Laughter erupted from the students in desks before her. She felt a heated blush speckle across her cheeks and forehead. Quickly she jumped back up and situated her hair out of her face. Then looked at the laughing group smashing her lips into a thin line and with lifted brows.
"Class we have a new student today," The teacher spoke glaring at the girl. His tone was sarcastic and forced. He looked down at his role sheet then back at the heavy breathing girl. "Her name is a Jane Crawford."
Jane rolled her eyes at the mentioning of her name and then waved at the class as they continued to laugh at her fall earlier. The bell rang to start class.
"Yes!" She shouted. "Not late for the first day!"
"Congratulations, well find a seat Jane," The teacher continued. "It seems McCall is late again for class. Perhaps I shall give him a nice little present of detention after class today if he shows up."
Jane awkwardly walked toward the rows of desks there were only a few open. Her new peers were all staring at her. There was a seat opened by a guy who was staring blankly at the chalk board chewing on his pencil. His eyes were glazed over and saliva was dripping onto his desk. She quickly sat in the vacant seat and dropped her bag to the ground. The boy jumped up and turned his head toward the girl.
"You're...you're not Scott," He began, then sat up straight to get a better look at the girl. He gulped then looked her up and down. He started at her black heeled boots where dark wash skinny jeans were tucked in, she had slender long legs. His eyes scanned up to see an over sized sweater. Her hands rested on the desk with black nail polish. He mouth coated with a dark lip stick turned up into a smile. Shoulder length wavy brown hair, on top of her head was a black beanie cap. Liquid liner lined her dark blue eyes.
"No, I'm not," The girl smiled, then laughed rolling her eyes again. "I'm Jane, new here obviously."
"No you are definitely not Scott," He sighed smiling hiding his reddening cheeks.
"We established that," The girl held out her hand to be shaken. "And you are?"
"Stiles," He grasped her hand and shook it lingering. "Yeah, it's Stiles, not Scott, but Stiles."
"I didn't assume you were Scott, but I guess I need to find out who this Scot character is," She smiled sweetly firming her hand shake. "Can I have my hand back please I need it to write notes with."
Stiles stared at her hand. Then dropped it.
"Oh! Sorry!" He mumbled bobbing his head. "Nice hand shake, you know nice and firm. Firm and nice."
"Uh, thanks," She smiled again placing a strand of hair behind her ears.
"You're welcome!" Stiles shifted in his seat to where he was sitting on one of his legs allowing himself to lean in closer to the girl.
"Yeah." The girl nodded awkwardly.
Jane reached into her bag and pulled out a notebook and a pen. She opened it and began coping the notes on the board. She turned her head to see the boy, Stiles, beside her was staring at her general direction. She quickly finished the first set of notes on the board and turned her head toward the boy.
"You okay?" She whispered. "Is there something wrong with my face? My notes or something? Am I not doing something right?"
"No, no, you're fine, it's just Scott always sits there," He wrinkled his nose. "And he's not in class. No one sits there. but Scott."
Scott McCall rushed into class as soon as Stiles finished mentioning the lack of Scott in class to Jane. He quickly walked toward his usual seat to see a brown haired girl sitting there instead, she was tapping her pen fast along with her heel. Scott could hear her heart beating at a pace that was not normal for a person, it was as if she was about to have a panic attack. She must have been new. With the amount of distractions he had been having in his life he wouldn't even know.
"You must be Scott?" She asked lifting her head and making eye contact with the boy. She stood up. "The Scott who always sits by Stiles, which obviously is this Stile."
Scott nodded his head. A large smile spread across his face, when he felt his body feel a shift come on. His eye sight heightened and he could smell another werewolf in the class room, but it was a vague scent.
"By all means please take your territory back," The girl stood up and the teacher glared at her. "Only doing my civil duty to make my fellow peers happy sir, in this case it is Stiles. Scott please sit."
The girl walked toward the back of the class room and sat down. Dropping her bag, it came into contact with the tiled floor with a loud thud.
"She's an odd one," Stiles whispered. "A very odd one."
Scott shook his head and stared at his friend and sat down.
"She is an odd one?" Scott asked. "I mean she didn't have to move. Stiles just don't."
"Dude she sat down beside me," Stiles breathed shaking his pencil at his friend. "A girl sat down beside me, a pretty girl sat down beside me."
"She's no Allison though," Scott crossed his arms and a goofy smiled spread across his mouth as he closed his eyes. He was thinking about last night.
"Can we not do this right now, you know the whole Allison thing." Stiles whispered. "Yeah this is history, not sex education."
"McCall, is there a reason why you showed up late for class, made the new girl move and disrupted my class?" The teacher asked. "Do I need to give you a detention. I understand Lacrosse practice is important to you."
"I'm sorry, I mean she moved, but if she wants the seat back, I'll...I'll move."
"It's cool!" She shouted.
"See it's cool now I guess." Scott turned his head toward the girl.
"McCall shut it!" The teacher shouted.
During lunch Jane found herself in an embarrassing predicament. Being the new girl no one had really found any interest in her. She kept questing why no one wanted to be around her. Was it the plum lipstick or the black nails? She purchased and apple and a water and found an empty table near the window where there was a lot of sun light. She sat down and took out a book to read to try to pass the time.
A trio of leather jacket wearing peers walked in creating a pretty large scene where the talking ambiance had ceased for a minute. Jane lifted her eyes from her book to glance over at the three, curious about their status on campus. Were they apart of some local gang? There was an average blonde girl with too much eye make-up and cleavage standing by a tall broad shoulder curly hair boy with a serious lifted brow and sharp eyes. The one beside the tall boy looked the friendliest with his very defined jaw bone, his eyes were more sympathetic and seemed a bit worried.
The three sat down keeping their smirked looks upon their faces. The blonde girl was quite eye catching to the male population in the cafeteria, it took a few seconds for them to start noticing food was before them. She held her eyes in the line of the group until a particular pair of eyes found hers. His brow bone soften only to be raised higher seconds later. He then turned toward his friends. She lowered her eyes and felt her heart pound with embarrassment.
"Okay back to reading." She whispered to herself. She took a bite out of her apple then looked back at the page she was reading.
"Look at her," Stiles began holding out a chicken strip, pointing toward Jane sitting by herself reading. "Who the hell actually reads during lunch? I mean lunch is pretty much the only time we are allowed to talk without getting detention, is she from another planet?"
"Stiles!" Scott shouted. "Have you been listening to yourself? You are probably just as odd as she is or even more odd. She is just new with no one to talk to."
"Plus if you were by yourself on your first day of class what would you do?" Lydia sat down at the table followed by Allison. "It is a decent way to pass time, though socially it is pretty awkward to be on your own. I've taken too many people under my wing to talk to her."
Allison glared at Lydia then looked over toward the lone girl sitting beneath the window.
"She is reading a book on vampires for God's sake!" Stiles continued.
"A book written by Anne Rice, yes vampires, but she has good taste in vampires and books." Lydia informed.
All eyes were on Lydia looking at her with shock.
"If you are into that sort of thing like reading. I read about the book in a fashion magazine," Lydia pursed her lips, tilted her head to the side then continued. "I will give the girl props for her shoes though. Nice heel and color."
"They're just boots!" Stiles blurted.
"She doesn't look lonely though, I mean she doesn't look pained or sad," Allison whispered to Scott. " It's almost like she is used to it. But I understand what it's like to be a new kid, lets invite her over here."
"No!" Stiles started again. "She looks like a vampire, she might bite us or something!"
"Stiles!" Scott stated shaking his head.
"She sat down beside me today in class, why would she do that?" He asked biting into the chicken strip. "When has anyone ever intentionally sat down beside me? She wants to suck my blood."
"You need to chill out Stiles."
"Scott she is a vampire."
Jane looked up from her book and glanced around the busy cafeteria. She spotted the two named Stiles and Scott sitting with two other girls. She thought the two girls were fairly pretty in means of being well dressed and seemed somewhat happy. The one named Scott sat beside a tall looking slender girl with dark hair who was eating a sandwich and drinking a soda. On her lap was a hand that she was holding, Scott's.
"Don't look now, but your vampire is looking at us," The girl with strawberry blond hair opened her mouth, eyes locking with hers.
Someone has acknowledge my presence, Thought Jane, just fantastic. She lifted a brow toward the girl.
"Might as well invite her now to sit with us," Allison whispered smiling toward toward the girl.
"Why not?" Scott asked.
"I can tell you a few reasons why we shouldn't. One starts with Were and ends with Wolf, she can't find out!" Stiles shook his head.
"Why are you being this way Stiles?"
Lydia stood up from her seat and began walking toward the girl sitting a lone. The cafeteria got quiet again and looked at the strawberry blonde and the new girl. The table of leather jackets also turned their heads toward the strange interaction taking place.
"Cute shoes," The girl complimented pursing her lips.
Jane placed her book on the table and then looked up at the girl.
"Thanks, I know," She bit into her apple.
"Well I see you are sitting here by yourself on your first day here," The girl went off again leaning onto the table. "Would you like to sit with us? I'm Lydia."
Jane furrowed her brows and scanned the cafeteria to see the leather jacket crew staring her down with intense looks. She shot a glare at them.
"No thanks I'm good," Jane stood up, picked up her bag and book and walked away from table not even glancing back at the Lydia. She walked through the exit in the cafeteria then tossed her apple behind her. It instantly landed in the trash can by the door frame of the exit.
"What just happened?" Stiles questioned.
"I think we were just turned down by the new girl," Scott laughed until his eyes met the table of were wolfs close to the exit of the cafeteria. They were staring at the trash can where the girls apple had perfectly scored.
"We need to keep and eye on the new girl," Scott suggested. "Before they get any ideas."
"Did you see what just happened?" Stiles questioned loudly. "I mean anyone can do that, but wow. All signs point to vampire."
"Shut up Stiles," Allison shouted. "She isn't a vampire, they don't exist at least I'm sure they don't. And it's day light."
Stiles gave Allison and evil look.
"What just happened, I say something good about her shoes and she blows me off?" Lydia was angry. "I was trying to be a friend."
The table of werewolves began to laugh.
"Maybe she just doesn't want any friends," Allison concluded scrunching her face. "Or she is just having a rough day."
Once lunch was over the students left the cafeteria and dispersed into their next class. Jane made her way toward the chemistry class gripping the straps of her back pack. She opened the door and walked in. As she walked in she noticed the strawberry blond hair girl was in there along with the leather jacket crew. Stiles and Scott were seated beside each other. All of the more familiar faces stared at her.
"Ah yes, a new student," The teacher began. "Well welcome to Chemistry. I'm Mr. Harris"
"Jane." The girl nodded her head.
"Well take a seat in from of mister Lahey, raise your hand Isaac."
So I have to sit near a member from the leather jacket gang, Jane thought as she made her way through the rows of lab tables and sat down. She placed her bag on the table pulled out a note book then placed it on the ground. Slightly she turned her head and looked at the boy behind her. He was looking at the board scribbling down the notes that were already being written. After writing for a second he looked down at her and lifted a brow. She swallowed hard.
"Nice jacket," She whispered.
The one called Isaac just looked at her and then back at his notes then to his right toward the blonde hair girl he sat with earlier.
"Okay I get it now," She smirked. "You guys are like a cult, do I need to sacrifice a goat before talking to you guys to show you appreciation? Or do I need to kill a man?"
The teacher up front was mumbling something about chemical equations and not hearing anything in the back. A ball of paper bounced up and hit her in the forehead, jane picked it up and opened it, I WOULD ADVISE YOU NOT TO TALK TO THEM, It read. She turned her head left and right trying to find who passed her the note, but everyone looked like they were writing notes, even Stiles and Scott. Jane crumbled the paper back into a ball, she felt someone closing in on her and turned her head left one more time to see Isaac leaning over his table trying to read the note, she glared at him then tossed it over to the trash can near the door. The class watched it enter the trash can, but the teacher did not see it.
"Why is it when we toss paper in the class we get caught." Stiles whispered.
"I don't know." Replied Scott.
After class had ended Jane had made her way to the guidance office where she knew she would be asked an array of questions about her first day at Beacon Hills. She opened the door and was instantly met with a familiar face. A mischievous grin formed on her face as she walked up to the woman sitting behind the desk.
"What are you doing here Jane?" The woman asked shaking her head toward the girl. "I haven't seen you since you were 14 years old."
"Oh I think you know why I'm here, Mrs. Morell."
"I do, Jane?" She asked raising a brow.
"I've been tracking them," Jane sat down on the chair in front of the desk. "Though I'm confused as to what they want here."
"Should I let Deaton know you are in town?" Mrs. Morell asked. "Are things getting started again?"
"I'll stop by his office tomorrow, I got a job around the area he works. Who knows maybe it is, maybe it isn't I just want to keep an eye on things, maybe my brother will talk to me."
"You better be careful Jane," The woman stated. "A lot of things go down here in Beacon hills. With this talk of an Alpha pack, we might have to interfere."
"Oh I say the Leather jacket crew and the one called Scott already have."
"How did you find out about the werewolves on campus?"
"It's hard to miss it." Jane stood up. "Well I'll be around, keep safe."
"We know how to defend ourselves, but don't get yourself into this any more than you already have Jane. Please, not this time."
"I have a feeling Adan will come around this time."
"How so?"
"I just know."
Jane walked out of the guidance office and out the door toward the parking lot. She walked to her car she took out her phone from her bag. She checked for messages and found she had received a text message from her older sister it read, Will be late, hospital hours are a bitch, love ya. Lilly shook her head and made he way back to the parking lot.
A/n: So yes this fan fic starts out like a big cliche, new girl in town and people take interest or don't. Most introductions are you know a bit boring and bland, but this is the first chapter. Character names are subject to change because sometimes when I write I don't like the names I give characters. Title subject to change as well. I usually update once a week If I'm lucky. I post outfits and photos of characters on a website, the link is on my profile. I also apologies for any grammar mistakes, misspelled words (names), ect.
Summery: A new student arrives at Beacon hills in hopes to find her older brother in a pack of Alphas she has been tracking since the day he left home. She finds old friends while in town and makes new ones. Problem arises when she meets an anti wolf group.