AN: This will be the most important author's note that you will read! So READ IT! I won't have too many of these. Might as well say everything now so I wont have anymore later, or even those "false chapters" where it ends up being a note, and I know those are the biggest teases in the world! HA. Yes, this will of course start off a bit slow, you won't get to know too much for right now, next chapter you will though… lol. It's going to loosely follow season 1 of TW with my OC Valerie! I hope to get most parts accurate and what not. Take it easy on me; this is my first new story in a while :) Most chapters will be long because I'm following episodes and what-not, and I'll have chapters that do not follow the show, it will deal more with just Valerie.
Disclaimer for all chapters: I don't own anything that has to do with MTV's Teen Wolf, blah blah I'm not putting this up on every chapter so this goes for them all.
Chapter 1
It's always embarrassing to have someone take you to high school; your crazy aunt, dad, mom, or anyone in rollers.
But for my first day as a senior at my new school- I was of course, being taken by my daddy, in a cop car. It wasn't really all that bad, but come on; did he really have to do this?
It was not only my first day of school, but his first day working for the police department in town. He was doing this as a side job; he used to work for the FBI, but asked to leave after my accident a few weeks ago.
It was important to my dad, that on the first day he take me though. He hadn't taken me to school in a long time. I'd had been living with my mom ever since they divorced and she got sick, and then after that, Steve joined in. He was my lovely alcoholic step-dad. My real dad, Michael, insisted over and over again that I go with him. He'd done a background check; he didn't want me to be with that asshole. But after so many years, I didn't want to start a brand new relationship with him. It was weird; I hadn't really been with him in so long… although I did miss him.
There were no 'buts' though, after my step-dad wrapped our car around a tree one day. He was of course blasted. It was the last straw and my dad finally took full custody of me back. I'd been living in Duluth, Minnesota.
Today, I was starting my first day of school in Beacon Hills High, in Beacon Hills, California. It was okay I guess, a little too Twilight-ish for me, though.
I looked around at my surroundings and sighed. It was time to go.
"Got everything you need?" the rough voice of my dad brought me out of my thoughts and I looked over at him and nodded.
"I'm good, don't worry… I'll uh, see you later." I said and took my bag and made my way out the car.
I know that was a bit rude but still, I was supposed to meet with the dean of the school about ten minutes ago. I started walking towards the front of the building, and I saw a brunette girl rummaging through a bag while talking on her cell phone. I waited for a minute before she finished when we both looked up to see a tall, dark man approach us.
So this was the dean.
"Girls, you're a few minutes late. That's alright, first days can be a bit nerve racking." He started off and I raised an eyebrow.
"You're new here too?" I asked and the brunette nodded.
"I'm Allison, junior."
"Valerie, senior." I said giving her an equally friendly smile.
The dean ushered us forward and smiled politely, "I'm sure you girls will adjust fine here. Ms. Argent…" he said handing her a piece of paper, this is your first stop, and I'm Mr. Tyrell by the way." He said looking over at me.
"Just give me one moment Miss Carson." He said holding a hand up and I nodded.
He welcomed the new girl Allison and then he made his way out.
"You have Chemistry first. It's on the second floor, it's best to take these staircases right here." He said pointing everything out.
I paid only half of my attention to him, and then I focused once we stopped in front of a door. I excused myself to take a moment to use the restroom, really to clear my nerves and give myself a once over. I looked acceptable in dark jeans, some flats and a black top with a jacket over. My hair was parted in the middle as usual and styled down in my natural long waves. The only jewelry I had on was my mom's long pure silver chain with a cross attached; I wore it with everything.
I decided I looked fine and headed out to my first class. Mr. Tyrell went in ahead of me and apologized to the teacher, a tall lanky man with glasses and black hair.
"Everyone, this is Valerie Carson. She's starting off her senior year here at Beacon; I hope you all welcome her."
God, how embarrassing was that?
I blushed just slightly and gave a small wave to the class. Thankfully I had at least two people that waved back and I found an empty seat next to a seemingly quiet, and shy blonde girl. The teacher started to drone on about things we'd be doing, and he handed out a syllabus to each of us.
Classes went on like that for the rest of the day. I was being welcomed, and then bombarded with syllabuses. At lunch, I decided to go outside and enjoy the nice fresh air. I wasn't that hungry and didn't feel like having to go through finding a spot to sit so I opted out.
Before I knew it, class was over and I was headed to my new locker for the first time. Surprisingly, the other new girl Allison was right next to mine.
"Hey." I said smiling.
Turning her head, the brunette smiled back and laughed, "Who would have thought we'd be put together, huh?" she said and I laughed.
"I guess they were the only ones left. I don't care; thank God they're top lockers." I said and she laughed again.
"I love that jacket…" a nasally voice said from behind.
At least, it sounded nasally to me.
I turned my head to see who was speaking to me, but it was for Allison. There was a strawberry blonde haired girl standing there talking to Allison, who went on explaining how her mom worked at a fashion boutique up in San Francisco before they moved down to Beacon Hills. I stared at the girl and she turned her head as if she had just acknowledged me for the first time.
"You have the most gorgeous contacts, I need." She said raising an eyebrow and I laughed softly.
"These aren't contacts, they're my real eyes." I said and shrugged.
"You're lying. Don't worry, I'll find out soon enough." She said and I rolled my eyes and stuffed my huge Chem. book in the space in front of me.
A handsome blonde boy came up behind the strawberry-blonde, who had just introduced herself as Lydia, and invited Allison to a party. I stopped paying attention, taking the time to move my textbooks around when I heard my name.
"Yeah?"
"Are up to staying with me after school to watch the boys' lacrosse practice?" Allison asked me and I bit my lip.
"I would love to, but I have a lot of unpacking to do still." I lied and Allison actually pouted.
"You should definitely come to our party Friday then. Can't wait to see you there," the blonde winked cockily and took Lydia's arm, which made Lydia take Allison's and she waved a quick goodbye and smiled at someone behind me.
I looked back and raised an eyebrow looking around the hall when I spotted a tan kid with brown hair looking completely stupid with a smile on his face right at the spot where Allison had been in just moments ago. Pathetic, this kid looked like he was in a daze. I shrugged to myself and turned my head to shut my locker, and I made my way out of the school through the front main entrance.
I walked down the steps and cut through the crowd of kids and walked down the block. My dad had promised he'd be waiting at the corner, and I hate to admit I almost did panic when I didn't see his patrol car there, but a few seconds later, I saw a very familiar black 1967 Chevy Impala with tinted windows.
I smiled, he got his car back. His patrol car had been temporary, thank God. It was hideous.
I opened the door and got in quickly.
"Hey… how was your first day?" he asked and I shrugged.
"Same as any other first day. Girls stared, guys drooled, I ate lunch in the bathroom stalls alone…" I said and he cocked an eyebrow.
"Kidding… it was alright I guess. It seems okay enough. First day though, we'll see how it gets." I said and he nodded.
"How was your first day?" I asked to make conversation and he coughed.
"Well, interesting to say the least. There's been a murder in town, some attacks; they say it's a mountain lion or whatever, as for the murder, they may have a few suspects. I was just informed of what's been going on recently… I start getting into business tomorrow. Starting paper work, all that bullsh- sorry." He said and I rolled my eyes.
"Seriously? No filter needed… shit. Fuck. Bitch…" I said and shrugged, "It didn't kill anyone, did it?" I said and he chuckled.
"You're a lady; those words shouldn't come out of your mouth." He said.
I laughed out loud, "You obviously don't know me." I said.
He looked over at me and ruffled my hair.
We were slowly coming back together, I guess. I smiled internally and looked out the window watching the trees and houses go by.
After we got home, I spent the rest of the day downstairs watching movies on our huge plasma on the wall. This place seriously looked like a bachelor pad. My dad had good taste. The house was huge, at least way too big for us.
It had four rooms, and four bathrooms; lots of space both upstairs and down. Within the first week of moving in, we had set up a pool table on the second floor where there was a huge open space that we had no idea how to fill. We already had two living rooms so…
We decided that the master bedroom, which was fucking huge by the way, would be turned into a gym.
My dad said he didn't mind and like me, he'd take one of the extra rooms that had a bathroom. His was down the hall from mine and just slightly bigger; the master bedroom in between us and the spare bedroom at the end of the hall next to mine.
The master room had a very tall glass wall that slid open to a balcony to view the backyard, which was filled with trees. It was a pretty view really. There was lots of nature. Yeah. We had a lot of things to work out with whenever we needed which was good.
Back in Minnesota, I was in both dance and guard and I also did a few extra things on the side. I decided maybe it would be a good idea to try out for the track team here. The only other girls' sports were basketball, softball, and tennis. They had cheerleading but I really wasn't up for that. I could do a lot of training in our new gym room upstairs.
A loud clank-noise made me turn my head from the movie and my thoughts and I sat up.
"Dad?"
Nothing. I stood up and took the walk to the kitchen and I heard a muttered curse word and I stifled a laugh. My dad was on his back on the floor under the sink. "What are you up to there, plumber?"
He slid out and gave me a smile, "Just fixing the sink. It wasn't running water for some reason, had to tighten it up down here. Sorry." He said and I shrugged.
"No problem… um, I'm going to go ahead and shower and head to bed, okay?" I asked.
He checked his watch and shrugged, "Go ahead. I'll be down here cleaning some things up. If you need me, come down." He said and I nodded.
"Night." I said and turned on my heel.
I picked up my shoes from the living room and headed straight to my new room.
The walls were white, and I had a few nice frames put up. I had full size bed with black and grey sheets. My dark grey conforter was extra large and fluffy, I sensed it would definitely come in handy when it got cold around here.
I headed to my closet which was a slight walk-in type, and got a clean towel and then went to my drawers for pajamas.
After I finished up in the shower, I headed back to my room. I sat down on my bed and took my cocoa butter and rubbed it all over my legs, stomach, and arms. I got into the habit of doing so ever since the accident. I got a nasty scar on my arm. It was a long pink line that ran from my shoulder to the middle of my arm. It helped smooth the scar and make it fade away. I had a few others, but they were minor compared to this one. After two months, it was looking okay. The weight of the day was coming down on me now. This was going to be my new life. This was how it was going to be every day.
I got into bed and curled up with my iPhone and listened to music until I fell asleep sometime during the night.
The week had finally passed, and I was so glad for that. It was Friday, first week of school, officially over!
In that time, I had gotten to know a few of my classmates, and I even got to know the other new girl Allison better, as well as Lydia. I had them for gym class since it was mixed; all juniors and seniors. Allison was a cool girl really, and super nice. I saw us becoming really good friends. Lydia on the other hand... she was something else. I found out that the guy Allison was really into was Scott McCall, (boy who had been drooling over her on the first day) who was on the lacrosse team with his best friend who they called 'Stiles'.
When coach Finstock gave us the okay to go change, Allison and I had started talking about Lydia's party tonight. She wasn't all up for it, but she did want to go. I had a feeling it was for a reason, and she finally told me it was because Scott asked her. Boy, could she go on about how cute he was.
My dad came to get me just then as I walked down the sidewalk and I got in the car.
"Hey." He said and kissed my forehead.
"Hi… how's everything going at work, you look a little stressed…" I said giving him a look.
He had this face, one that I learned to notice when something was wrong.
"No, just a lot going on at work with what happened lately…" he said and I nodded.
"So… there's this party tonight." I started and he cut me off by rolling his eyes.
"HEY! WAIT UP! I just survived the first week of senior year at a completely new school, I even made some friends, dad please, it is okay if I can go?" I asked and gave him my best puppy dog look; I even jutted out my bottom lip.
He laughed and shook his head, "You haven't given me a reason not to trust you yet. I suspect there will be drinking; you know better, rules stay the same. Cross the line, and I swear, I will lock you up until December." He said only half kidding.
I think.
I laughed and patted his arm, "Don't worry. I'm so ready to get super smashed." I said clapping my hands and he rolled his eyes.
"Right. I'm serious though, Val." He said and I nodded.
"Yes sir."
We got home and in that time I called Allison letting her know it was a go for the party. She said it was all good for her too and I spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready.
Night time came pretty quickly, thank god. I did a once over in the mirror and smiled, proud of myself. I wore a tight dark purple dress with a black jacket and some heels. Allison had called to let me know she would be picking me up with Scott, her assumed soon to be boyfriend with the way things were going.
I went outside and noticed there was a full moon tonight and it was really nice.
After my dad met Scott and Allison, we headed off for the party.
There was some small talk and after he said we were close, my nerves kicked in.
"Guys, I'm excited." I said from the backseat and I leaned forward.
Scott let out a chuckle and Allison looked to the side and smiled at me, "I am too. This is going to be fun." She said.
Scott nodded, "Stiles will meet us there by the way." He said knowingly and I smiled.
I had met Stiles a few times this week, and I remember telling Allison during lunch yesterday about how cute I thought Scott's best friend was, he was also really funny. Honestly, most awesome junior ever.
"By the way, your dad seems really serious." Scott said and I chuckled.
"Well, he used to work for the FBI, he doesn't play around. He's now working for the police department here as a side job. He took off part time from his other work. He just wants to start off somewhere new with me I guess…" I said and they both nodded.
Scott looked back at me, "So, where'd you come from?" he asked and I shrank back.
"Uh… Minnesota. Yeah, and hey! Turn up the music!" I said giving a small laugh.
He shrugged and did so.
I wasn't ready to tell people the real reason I moved here. I didn't want anyone's sympathy or pity. Honestly, I didn't. I knew I could tell Allison soon though. I figured someone should know soon to back me up in case of anything. Scott's voice brought me out of my thoughts, thankfully and announced we had arrived.
It was Lydia's house from what I just heard and there were lots of people around. Scott and Allison walked side-by-side and I headed to the kitchen to get a drink. I smiled at a few people I recognized and I saw Jackson, captain of the lacrosse team and Lydia's boyfriend, getting a drink.
"Hey!" he said smiling excitedly as he made his way over to me, "What's up new girl?" He asked handing me his drink.
It smelled like orange juice and some alcohol. I took a big gulp of it and shrugged, "Not much, great party." I said smiling and just then Lydia came over and dragged him somewhere with her.
He waved back at me and I did the same and finished the rest of my drink. I was a bit of a lightweight to be honest, so it was no shock that after my fourth drink I was tipsy as hell. I had been with Stiles for a while just talking to him about some songs when I started getting hot.
"I'm going outside for a bit." I said and he nodded.
I went outside to dance and noticed a Deadmau5 song came on. I saw Allison getting real cozy with Scott and when she saw me, I winked at her. She smiled back and I started moving my hips to the music. I felt hands wrap around me and I turned and noticed a guy with messy brown hair. He was in my Chemistry class and I wrapped my arms around his neck not really caring.
"Valerie, right?" he asked and I nodded.
"I'm James, I'm on the lacrosse team." He said and I bit my lip, "Are you really?" I said with a smile.
He nodded with a smirk and bent down to kiss my neck, instantly getting a reaction out of me.
Sure, I'd been kissed and touched before, but I hadn't in a really long time and it felt nice. His lips were soft and wet against the base of my throat and I threw my head back to the side. It felt nice to just let loose after such a long time.
I let my eyes open and they connected right with someone's. It was a guy standing way across from me by the pool. He was tall, and had his hands in the pockets of his jacket. He didn't seem to be enjoying himself from what it looked like to me. He glared in my direction, and when I fixed my head upright, he was gone. Just like that. What the hell? I must be really tipsy.
I turned and moved my hips again against James until I felt an arm tug on my hand and I opened my eyes to see Allison with a worried look on her face.
"Scott just left out of nowhere, it was weird… I-I'm sorry to bother you, never mind." Allison said in a rush and turned to leave.
"Sorry, I gotta go. Thanks for the dance." I said standing on my toes to kiss this Jame's cheek.
On my way inside, I stumbled over to Stiles.
"Hey! Scott… you saw him right?" I asked and he nodded.
"He didn't look so good. I'm not sure what it…" he stopped mid-sentence and slapped his forehead.
"I'm sure he'll be fine… he gets these asthma attacks, maybe that's what happened." He said quickly.
I let him know I was on my way out, and I ran off to get Allison who had made her way to the front of the house outside.
"Hey! What happened?"
She turned and her face looked flushed, "I don't know. We were dancing and things seemed okay, but he just left. He looked sick but I don't know." She said and I was slowly feeling my buzz go away.
"Allison?"
We heard a deep voice from behind us then. We both turned and saw a very attractive looking guy. He had dark hair, a leather jacket on and a genuine smile.
"I'm a friend of Scott's. My name is Derek." He said and got closer.
I noticed he was the same guy I had seen just a while ago outside in the back.
"Do you know where he went off to?" she asked and I looked back to the street only to see parked cars and kids on the sidewalk.
"He just… had a little issue. Forget about him. How about I take you girls home?" he offered and raised an eyebrow.
I looked to Allison and shrugged, "Stiles was in there drinking, he's not going home until later tonight I guess. I know Lydia and Jackson are wasted, I came with you..." I said and she nodded.
"I guess it's okay." she said and looked back at Derek.
He grinned, looking please with himself and put his arm out, "Just follow me." He said.
We walked down the sidewalk, or well, they walked, I stumbled lazily a few times until we reached a black Chevy Camaro.
"I think I just came." I whispered to Allison, "This is yours?" I asked a little louder looking back at Derek.
"Yeah..." He answered, looking amused, "Just slide in ladies." He said and I went ahead and got in the back seat.
After I got in, Allison sat in the front and looked back after he closed the door. I took that moment to express myself.
"He's kind of hot. Holy shit. This car… it makes him one thousand times sexier." I said and Allison laughed softly.
He got in and turned the car on and Allison gave him directions to her house.
He asked me for mine and I looked at Allison, "Where do I live again?"
She laughed and shook her head, "How about you stay at my house? I'm sure your dad wouldn't like it if you came home drunk."
I laughed at that, even though it wasn't supposed to be funny but I shook my head, "I think I'll be fine, I think. He'll find it sketchy if I don't go home after." I said and she nodded.
I though for a moment while we kept driving and then it dawned on me,"That's not right…" I said to myself, thinking about my former homes address, and then laughed, "Sorry. It's Blackwood Street! 621 Pine Street North." I finished.
"It's just up ahead then." He said and kept his eyes forward, and I looked to his hands, which were gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"It's kind of hot… isn't it hot?" I asked after a minute and Allison nodded, "It is kind of hot." She said taking her jacket off.
He looked back at me and smiled and turned the cooler on, it had been high on the heater.
"Sorry… I get kind of cold." He said and I shrugged.
"You look hot though." I said and mentally slapped myself.
He chuckled and Allison turned in her seat and leaned in, "I think you should keep the drunken comments to a minimum, I don't want you regretting anything in the morning." She whispered.
"Why would I? I'm stating the obvious, he is really hot." I said and she slapped her forehead.
"We're both new in town, I just met her, and I have yet to know how she really is when she's drunk so I have no idea how to stop her. I apologize for anything that comes out of her mouth." She said and I giggled.
"It's not a problem." He said and finally we made it to my house… at least I think we did, because we stopped.
"Thanks for the ride. I appreciate it a lot." I said and turned to try and unlock the door but I noticed I was in the back seat.
Derek nodded and got out and went around the car to open the door and let Allison out first.
"Here let me help you." He said.
He took my hand, and I noticed his was really warm. He touched my elbow and helped me out the car. I stumbled a bit and fell right into his arms. He was really, really warm and firm. I let myself stay on his chest for a few seconds longer before I looked up into his eyes and tightened my grip on his arm.
"I think you're good now." He stated simply and my breath hitched.
"Sorry." I whispered and stood upright.
I balanced myself out on the side of his car to take my heels off and took a few steps forward, but looked back and I winked at him.
Allison intervened, "I think it's time for her to go inside. Just one minute." Allison said in a rush and took my arm and we went up the steps of my house.
My dad's car wasn't in the driveway, so I figured he was out doing something for work.
"Thanks." I said reaching into my bra to take out my house key.
"No problem. Just lock the doors, the windows, don't go outside… hey! Pay attention!" she said snapping her fingers in my face.
I stopped looking at Derek, who was casually leaning against the car with his arms crossed, and turned my head to Allison, "Sorry." I whispered.
"Get in there. I'll text you soon. And I'll see you on Monday… sober." She added with a chuckle and I nodded.
"See you soon!" I said and stepped into the house after I unlocked it.
I threw my heels on the floor and turned just in time to see the black Camaro peel away. I headed into the kitchen and saw a note from my dad, saying he had been called in for a short time that he would hopefully be home by the time I was.
I left the note on the counter, stupidly walked over to the fridge to get a bottle of water and headed up to my room where I fell asleep instantly, still in my clothes.
[END OF CHAPTER]
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