Hello my lovely readers :) Just wanted to let you know that this story takes place after season 1 of Teen Wolf. Sorry, it's 'cause I started writing this when season 1 ended :p Anyways... happy reading!
Sam's P.O.V.
"C'mon Sam! You don't wanna be late!" Allison said with a huge grin.
"I swear you're the only person who's actually excited to come to school on a Monday morning" I said with a laugh while getting out of Allison's car.
A few months ago I had decided that I would be coming to Beacon Hills, California to go to school here with Allison. We were both quite inseparable until Allison had to do all the moving around and such. But since Allison and her family were pretty sure they were going to stay in Beacon Hills for some time now, it just seemed like the perfect time for me and her to be reunited again.
"Just, giving you a heads up- it's going suck being the new girl for a couple of days" Allison said with concern in her deep chocolate brown eyes.
"It might," I said considering it, "But at least I have you here with me."
She beamed.
We both made our way through the front doors of the high school and into the main office. I, with the help of Allison, got all my things from the secretary. "Alright, so that's your timetable, lock, agenda, and locker number. Have a great first day sweetie!" the secretary said.
"Thank-you" we said, while leaving the office.
"So it's 8:25 a.m., we've got twenty minutes" Allison stated looking at her phone.
"How about we go find my locker?" Allison nodded happily.
We walked down the long hallway of never-ending lockers. Students had begun filling the narrow hallway staring at me, though I didn't seem to mind.
"Number 1108…1108…1108…" I began reciting while eyeing the lockers up and down.
No One's P.O.V.
"So yeah, I have no idea where the big oaf ran to!" Scott said frustrated. The big oaf he was referring to was the huge neighborhood mystery, Derek Hale.
"Well, maybe he didn't wanna get caught so he ran off, Scott" Stiles said logically.
"Makes sense" Scott stated while turning the combination on his lock. Stiles was leaning on the locker next to Scott's. Did I finish that English essay due today, he thought. Oooooh, I wonder what the cafeteria is serving for lunch? Having a good attention span was something Stiles didn't quite have.
"Alright, my english binder, math book …" Scott mumbled. Stiles crossed his arms across his chest preoccupied with his own thoughts until something, actually someone, caught him off guard. Well hello, he thought. "Dude, who is that?" Stiles asked Scott, gesturing his head towards the right.
Scott looked away from his locker, "Uh that's Allison, my girlfriend-"
"No dumbass! The other girl…"
"Oh that's probably Samantha, Allison's best friend. Allison said something about one of her friends coming over here from San Francisco."
"Oh, well thanks for the memo" he said sarcastically.
Scott shrugged, "Sorry" was all he could say. After all it wasn't everyday a gorgeous girl came to Beacon Hills and totally took Stiles attention. Well, besides Lydia. Lydia Martin, whom was still lingering at the back of Stiles' head even though his feelings for her were put on hold because of the whole Jackson situation.
Scott noticed Stiles' ongoing stare and said, "Why don't you go talk to her."
"Yeah Scott, and then later we'll go have a splendid tea party with Derek" Stiles retorted sarcastically.
"All I'm saying is that maybe she'll take your mind off Lydia" Scott said convincingly.
Stiles twitched a bit at the sound of her distant name. Maybe Scott was right, maybe he needed a fresh new start… "You know what I will," he exclaimed more confidently now, "Right after you get rid of Allison."
"Alright, whatever" Scott said holding his hands up, "but you owe me."
"I saved your little werewolf ass about a gajillion times now, so I think you better start owing me" Stiles said matter-of-factly while pushing Scott away. Scott just smiled and began to walk away from him, towards Allison and then new girl who seemed to have grabbed Stiles' attention.
"Hey" Scott said to Allison.
"Hi" Allison replied while giving him a quick kiss.
Sam smiled. After finally meeting Scott the other day she could truly see why Allison had fell for him. She was happy for the both of them and they did seem glad to be with one another whenever they could.
"So, how do you like it here so far Sam?" Scott asked politely.
"Well I haven't been mauled, stepped on, or brutally injured by a huge group of cheerleaders or lacrosse players so… I give this place a plus" she said smiling.
"Awesome," Scott said with a laugh, "So I hope you don't mind but I kinda need to borrow Allison for a while."
Sam eyed Scott carefully while Allison looked curious, then she finally answered, "Alright sure."
"Okay, see you at lunch then" Allison said reassuringly with a smile.
"Yup, see you" Sam replied waving at the couple as they walked farther and farther away hand-in-hand.
Stiles looked at his cell which read 8:34 a.m. There was only eleven minutes until the first bell rang to signal first period would be starting soon. He had to act fast. Really fast. 'What should I say?' he thought. I don't want to be too eager but to calm, kinda smart but not completely stupid. Uggggghhhhh! "How can Scott do this with Allison?" he mumbled to himself.
"Hi, I'm new here. You mind telling me where room 203 is?" a beautiful voice asked. Stiles looked up.
What he saw was one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen. There, just a few feet away from him, stood the 5'5 girl he was just looking at. She had long, curly dark brown hair that was so dark it was almost black. She wore an off-the-shoulder light long sleeve shirt along with denim skinny jeans and knee high brown boots. Her light caramel skin shone from the sunlight coming through the nearby window. But the most extremely stunning feature, Stiles could recognize, was her eyes. They were big with thick lashes and were the colour of sweet honey and gold. She was smiling up at him which caused a dimple to form on both her cheeks.
His eyes almost bulged out of his face. This girl, Samantha, actually approached him. Him! Woah, I guess those old spice commercials really are telling the truth. But just to make sure… "Ummm, are you talking to me?" he asked pointing to himself.
"Oh, no. I was just asking the water fountain behind you" she answered. Stiles looked back, and then looked at her again, she smiled.
This girl uses sarcasm! He automatically liked her more.
"Uhhh, 203…203, oh would you look at that," he said looking at her schedule, "that's my homeroom."
"Mind if I tag along?"
"No problem. By the way I'm Stiles" he said having a hard time hiding his excitement. She smiled at his response and could tell that he was happy.
"So you're a friend of Allison's, Samantha right?"
"You can call me Sam or Sammy" she answered.
"Sure!" Stiles quickly responded.
"Thanks. And yeah we're really close friend; we've been friends since we were little."
"Same with me and Scott. Our parents knew each other before we were even born."
"Oh your Scott's friend? Cool" she said interestingly.
Stiles still couldn't get over the fact that Sam was actually talking to him. Who would have thought Stiles Stilinski was a guy to ever be approached by this hot- insanely hot- girl.
Finally, Stiles and Sam reached their homeroom class. Sam went off to go talk to the teacher to get caught up on what the class was doing but before she did she turned to Stiles and said "See you around" and smiled.
Things are about to get a little more awesome at Beacon Hills, he thought excitedly.