This takes place after Scott got bit in teen wolf and right before the pilot of vampire diaries. I will be and have changed a couple of things. One thing is that Malia was found around a year ago by Derek. Also, the vampire diaries characters are sophomores, not juniors! If you get confessed, just ask!

For those of you who watch The Originals, my OC is actually going to be from Aurora and Tristan's bloodline. Aurora had a child before she met Klaus and never told him about it. If you haven't watched The Orginals but do watch TVD, Aurora is a girl Klaus fell in love with when he first turned.

**I do NOT own anything from the vampire diaries and teen wolf. I do however own my OC, Freya Roman!**

x Freya's POV

"I can't believe you got Scott attacked by some wild animal! He could have rabies for all we know!" Stiles looked at me, with guilt in his eyes. "I just wanted to find the body, besides we've done stupider things." I shake my head, "I'm aware, but still. He could have been killed!"

Stiles glanced at Scott, then back at me. "Why are you even here Freya? You upgraded friends, remember?" Ouch, that was harsh, I thought. "I still care about you guys, besides, I didn't upgrade. I just branched out!" Stiles shook his head at me, "When was the last time we hung out? It literally takes Scott being attacked for you to acknowledge our existence! Why don't you just leave, and let me handle this? We've been doing just fine without you anyway!"

I looked around Stiles to see if Scott agreed, and even though he didn't say it upfront, I knew he felt the same way. "Yeah, you've been doing real fine! That's why Scott had a bite mark on his side, and you are in trouble with your father!" When I realized they weren't going to answer, I let out a sigh. "Fine, have it your way." I glanced over to Scott, "Go get that thing checked out before it gets worse." I turned around and left.

Stiles' words stung. Worse than the bee sting I got last year, worse than when I found out I was allergic to bees. How could he despise me so much? We grew up together. We were the three musketeers. Scott, him and me. We stood together through everything. We held each other's hands, and we cried on each other's shoulders. We were each other's rock through everything we ever went through. Stiles' mom's death, Scott's dad leaving, and my "secret" father.

Sure, I made a couple new friends. How can they hate me for that? Especially since Elena is the sweetest person you could meet, and Allison, well, Scott basically fell in love with her the first day she moved here. They don't really seem the have a problem with Malia either, in fact, I think they're friends with her themselves! It's not like I became friends with Lydia and Caroline and became a raging bitch.

x Scott's POV

"Stiles, I'm telling you, the bite is gone! It just disappeared!" I can't take my eyes off of the bite that I just had minutes ago. "Scott, bites don't just magically heal and disappear. Are you on drugs?" I look at the mirror in front of me and shake my head at his question. "You just left my house! Was I on drugs then?" It takes a minute for Stiles to answer, "Well, no, but you could be really good at hiding it! You could be a drug addict and an amazing hider! Scott, you need help!" I close my eyes, trying to channel my inner patience. "Stiles, I'm going to hang up. Come back if you don't believe me."

"No, Scott. Don't you da-" I throw my phone onto my bed and keep messing with the skin that took the place of the bite. How in earth did I heal THAT fast? I reach to grab my phone when my door swings open. I jump and grab my baseball bat out of habit. "Scott, it's me! Now I know you're on drugs!" I close my eyes, "NO. You just scared the crap out of me! That's not drugs, it's called shock you moron!" Stiles walks closer and stares at my side, wide eyed. "Holy crap, where did it go?" I shrug, "I have no idea! I'm kind of freaking out!"

Stiles bent down on his eyes and just stared, "You're turning into a werewolf!" I shake my head, "That's ridiculous Stiles. I'm not turning into a werewolf. That stuff only happens in movies!" He seemed to think about it for a moment, "You said it yourself that you heard a wolf. You said it was a wolf that bit you! What if everything is true? I know it sounds crazy Scott, but what if all the things that we thought were fiction, are actually true?!" I thought about it a second, I did hear a wolf, but becoming a werewolf is certainly NOT possible. "Stiles, if werewolves are real then you have to believe in everything else. You do realize that right? Witches, vampires, everything! That is just insane."

"If you say so Scott. I'm going to look into this, magical healing bite mark thing. I have to go now though. My dad's going to murder me, and then cover it up since he is sheriff. I'll see you at school tomorrow." I chuckle, "Okay man, I'll see you tomorrow. Don't forget tryouts tomorrow!" Stiles nodded as he walked out of my door. He got down the hallway when he screamed, "We suck, I hope you realize that!" I shake my head and whisper, "I'm going to make first line this year."

x Freya's POV

I just finished getting ready when my phone alarm went off. Time to head out, I still need to pick up Malia and Elena. I can't believe it's the first day of sophomore year. I grab my keys and walk out my door. I glance down at my outfit. I'm wearing white skinny jeans with a red flowing blouse. I have on my black leather jacket, and my black ankle booties. "This year is going to be amazing."

I park in front of Malia's house and pull out my phone, "Hey, I'm outside. Please hurry, I don't want to be late the first day and we still need to pick up Elena." I hang up the phone and glance at the door.

Two minutes later, I hear Malia scream, "Bye dad, I'll see you when I get home!" I glance at the time, 8:15 am. Well, we're going to be late. Malia jumps in the front seat, "Hey, sorry about that! My dad has been acting even more insane than usual!" I start to drive off and smile at Malia, the girl who has become a very close friend of mine over the year. "You do realize you were missing for 7 years, right? If you were my child, you wouldn't be leaving the damn house." She laughed, "Yeah, I guess, but still, I'm a teenager for crying out loud! I'm 16 years old, eventually he needs to realize I'm not a little kid anymore."

I pull up in front of Elena's house and she's already out front. She runs to my car and jumps in the backseat. "Really? You're cutting it close Freya. We have 5 minutes to get to close, and that's how far I live from school!" She looks at Malia and smiles, "Hey Malia!" I sigh and drive towards the school, "It's not all my fault, you know." Elena smiles, "Sure. So, how awesome do you think this year will be?" I smile and look through my rear view mirror, "It's going to be spectacular. We're sophomores, guys. We're not the babies in the school anymore." Malia glanced out the window and sighed. I knew what she was thinking. She wasn't supposed to be a sophomore, she was supposed to be a junior. However, she got put in sophomore due to her absence for the past 8 years. I still wonder where she was all this time, and how on earth Derek Hale found her.

I pull into the school parking lot and go to my usual parking spot. We hop out of the car and run to the doors, hoping we're not too late. "Do you guys think we made it?" I look at my phone and sigh, "it is 8:31 guys." Malia and Elena both sigh as I pull open the door. Sure enough, there's a line heading into the office so they can give us all a lecture about the wrongs of tardiness.

The last bell finally rang. I can't think about anything besides my bed. I can't wait to go lay down. "Uh Freya, where do you think you're going?" I turn and see Allison standing there. "I'm going home, where else would I go?" She laughs and I stand there in confusion. "I take it you forgot today was the Lacrosse tryouts. We have to see who makes first line!" I sigh, of course, lacrosse tryouts had to be on the first day. "I completely forgot, alright then. Let's go."

Allison and I got to the field and glanced up in the bleachers. They were packed. "Allison! Freya! Over here!" I look and see Elena waving us over. Thank god one of us had the common sense to get here early. We walk over to her and take our seats. I glance to look at the lacrosse players and see Stiles and Scott arguing about something. I don't really feel like being yelled at by Stiles again so I decide to stay out of it. That is until I see Stiles walk away and I remember that Scott has a huge bite mark on his side. "Hey, I'll be right back guys. I just want to wish Scott luck." They both nod and I hear Allison say, "Tell Scott that I said good luck too!" I walk away smiling, Allison and Scott really need to get together already.

"Should you even be playing? You know, with the chunk missing from your side?" Scott turns around and laughs, "You waited until Stiles left didn't you?" I smile, he knows me so well. I think back to when it was him, Stiles and I against the world. It was only a little over a year ago that I swore he would be the one I love forever. My first kiss, my first everything. However, life got complicated and now we hardly talk. It broke my heart at first, but I moved on, and now Allison liked him. "Twice in two days, that's got to be a record." I sigh, I hate how far apart we've grown.

"I'm just worried Scott. Should you be playing?" A small smile plays on his face before he pulls me behind the bleachers, "It's all healed. Look!" He pulls up his shirt and I gasp. It's gone. I slowly feel his skin, thinking maybe if I touch it, it will appear. It never did though. I glance up, "How is this possible?" He shrugs, "I have no idea. I feel so much better though!" I then begin to realize how close we are, our faces were inches away from each other. I begin to turn my head when he cups my face with his hands.

"Why?" I know what he meant, but I pretend I'm clueless in hopes that he'll let it go. "Why couldn't you just trust us? Why couldn't you believe us? Why couldn't you let us help you?" I sigh, thinking back to that night a little over a year ago.

"Freya, what was that?" I glanced from the object that I had just set on fire to Stiles and Scott. How had that happened? I just touched it and I felt as if my anger had transferred from me to the object. However the weirder part was that I felt something transfer to me from the object. "Freya, are you even listening to me?" My anger was building up again, "How could I not be listening to you Stiles! You won't shut up!" Stiles rolls his eyes and looks at Scott who has remained quiet. "I'm just trying to figure out what just happened so we can help you!"

That's when it happened. I had always had a short temper, but at that moment, it was as if I was filled with fury and hate.

"Trying to help? Were you trying to help when you told my mom about my dad? I trusted you and you let me down!" All of a sudden, Stiles goes flying across the room and I can just feel that it was my doing. Scott runs to him and I stand there with my eyes wide. I can feel tears starting to form in my eyes and my anger turns to fear. How did I do that? "What's wrong with me?" I begin to cry as I feel Scott and Stiles pull me into a hug. I push them away, "How can you hug me? That was my fault! I did that somehow! I don't know what's wrong with me!" They take a step closer and Scott looks me in the eyes, "Let us help you. We're your best friends, and I love you." I was about to speak when Stiles spoke, "It wasn't your fault. I made you angry. I didn't mean to tell your mom, you have to believe me!" I didn't know what to do, should I believe Stiles and accept my best friends' help? Or should I let them go since I know I could hurt them? I decide to go with the second option.

"Even if I wanted your help, I can't trust you guys anymore." I see the shock in their faces. I didn't mean a word, but I needed them to hate me so they would let me go. "I'm leaving now, and you guys will not breathe a word of this to anyone out of the respect of the friendship we've had. Goodbye." I look into Stiles' eyes and see I hurt him, then I see the hurt turn to anger. I glance at Scott and see something completely different in his eyes. I can see that I just broke his heart. I turn and head out the door when I hear Stiles scream, "Fine. We can live without you anyway!" I stop for a second, tears starting to fall again. That took me by surprise. Then I keep walking, and decide it's best if I don't bother looking back.

"Scott… can we not do this?" He sighs and lets me go. "Fine, how about we never do this then?" He turns and starts walking back to the field. He stops as he was about to disappear and looks over his shoulder. "I thought I at least deserved an explanation. I loved you, despite everything, I still loved you for a long time Freya." I can't help but notice his use of the word "loved." I can feel the tears forming in my eyes, and I know there were tears in his, "I don't have to explain anything Scott. We're not friends anymore." He nods, "Right. I guess we never really were friends, huh?" He starts walking and screams, "Don't worry about my health, only my friends can do that." I sigh as I watch him walk back towards the field. I was about to give in, tell him how sorry I was, when I felt eyes on me.

I look to my side and see Derek Hale. He's staring at me. That's weird, I haven't seen him since camp. I walk towards him, "Can I help you Derek?" He's frowning, "Why did you have to upset him?" I glance towards Scott who looks like he's having trouble concentrating on the field. "How is that any of your business?" He rolls his eyes and begins walking towards the forest mumbling, "Stay out of my way Freya." Well, this is confusing, I thought. How does Derek know Scott, and why does he care if he's upset? I shake it off while I fight every urge to run after him and give him a piece of my mind for speaking to me like that. I need some quiet, I think. I turn and walk towards the school.

I walk into the school and a chill travels up my spine. It's creepier than it usually is at night. I shake my head. You're being paranoid Freya. I walk towards the library. The library is my safe place. I'll find a great book and read it then head home for the night. As soon as I walk into the library, I gasp. The bookshelves are knocked over. "What the hell?" I take a step inside and immediately regret it. I see something run. I turn to run out when something grabs my shoulder and throws me across the library.

I sit up and let out a groan. I'm pretty sure my arm is broken. I struggle to stand up and see something walking towards me. It looks like a wolf, but it had red eyes. Just as I turn to run, it jumps and bits me. I begin to panic thinking I'm about to become dinner for some wolf. Then I hear the library doors open and I look and someone, or something runs in. I glance at the clothes that it's wearing. It's a lacrosse uniform. Then I see the shoes, I would know those shoes anymore. "Scott?"

He continues making his way towards me and the wolf that just bit me takes off. I let out a sigh of relief. Then I look at Scott and he's still coming towards me. I see the look in his eyes, and that's when I know he's not himself at the moment. "Scott, stop… It's me, it's Freya!" I stand up and start to run when he grabs me and his nails pierce through my skin. He looks me in the eyes and I begin to cry, "Scott… please, you don't want to do this. Remember who you are!" He drops me and I glance up to see Derek throwing Scott across the room. I see him walk towards Scott and bang his head on the floor which knocks him out. "Hey! Don't hurt him," I scream. When he looks at me, I gasp. He looks like different. He looks just like Scott, except he has blue eyes instead of gold.

That's when I put it together, Scott's a werewolf. I had heard stories. After the incident last year, I had starting toing research. I never found out exactly what happened but I had everyone telling me stories of witches, vampires, werewolves, and everything and anything you could think of. I didn't believe any of it, I thought it couldn't be possible. However, looking at Scott and Derek right now, I couldn't deny what was right in front of me.

Next chapter: With Freya knowing the truth about Scott and Derek, she debates if she should trust them. Elena meets the Salvatore brothers who just moved to town. Lydia begins having weird feelings, but doesn't know who to trust. Meanwhile, a dance at the school leads to secrets being revealed, confrontations, and chaos.