Okay so this story should be accurate as of the end of SEASON 4. Not sure if Im adding the third eye stuff into it yet, but maybe. TWO OCs, better descriptions of these OC's appearances will come out as the story unfolds. Pairings are up for debate, but OC/Stiles OC/Scott OC/DEREK are possibilities Im playing with now. Suggestions are accepted and taken into account. [TW: CURSING, SEXUAL SCENES, LIGHT HORROR/GORE} I do not own Teen Wolf.

Dedicated to: Alicia, my best friend and sister.

INTRO-

"You've had that stupid smile plastered on your face since yesterday" M.j. was staring into a bowl of cereal her mom had set in front of her, looking defeated.

Alicia, her cousin, kept grinning, her large gap toothed smile.

"I just flew in yesterday, and Ive been up since five am, so Im kind of already ready to go." But it was much more than all of that. She was beginning her senior year of high school in California just thinking it made her smile. She had wanted to live in California since she was a kid, when she first watched 'rocket power' on Nickelodeon. It wasnt even so much the skateboarding or surfing or ocean or waves or whatever most people see in the appeal of California- as it was the way you feel when youre away from home. And not just a few hours away.

Growing up in Connecticut you see plenty of different cities, all over the east coast. But youre always just a few hours drive from home. When youre in California, its different. Nothing is close, and everything seems unimaginably possible. Even the small town of Beacon Hills had two times as many people as Waterbury, Connecticut, her home town.

"Ugh. Okay I will go get ready." Mj moved slowly out of her chair and into their room, leaving her soggy cereal behind.

"So Alicia!" Alicia's aunt was washing dishes behind her in the kitchen, one headphone in her ear, and an apron around her waist, " Are you ready for your, first day at Beacon Hills High?"

"Yeah! Im excited! I think it will be fun- or at least Im hoping it will be better than Crosby High School."

M.j appeared suddenly next to her, still looking tired, "Its not I promise." She said roughly.

"Whatever," Alicia responded and thanked her aunt for breakfast before leaving the kitchen with Mj and heading out to the car. She drove her aunt's Blue Jeep and Mj climbed into the front seat. "Marjory Stewart Baxter." she said in a silly british voice, teasing her cousin.

"SHhhh. Seriously if you call me that at school-"

"I wont! Shut up." Alicia laughed, and turned the music up higher as her cousin gave her directions to school. Driving in California was different than in Connecticut, but mostly because there were a- in her opinion- needlessly large amount of stop lights between here and anywhere, and she found out quickly that two times more people surely meant twice as many cars.

"So tell me about the guys, any hot ones?" Alicia was trying to coax anything but this oozing hatred for school out of her cousin.

"No. Yeah? I mean theres some guys on the lacrosse team I guess. Make a left and We are here." They pulled into the parking lot of Beacon Hills High. "But sports guys are clique-y." Mj was staring out of the window like she was looking into the mouth of hell.

"It cant be that bad-Come on" Alicia practically dragged her cousin from the car as they walked into the first day of the semester.