Hi, this is my first fanfic, huh it's actually the first thing I've ever written of that sort. English isn't my native language, hence the grammar mistakes and well... poor vocabulary.

So, read and review! You can always write to me and don't hesitate to point out my errors or just tell me if there's something that I should improve. Hope the next chapters will be better ;) It takes place during season 3

I don't own Teen Wolf

Margaret (Maggie)/Stiles

Chapter 1

When Maggie Foster first heard about moving to the new town she was pleased. Actually she was more than pleased. She didn't like Los Angeles anymore. Not since her parents death. Anna and James Foster died in a car accident when Maggie was only 11 years old. She never forgot that day when the police officer came with those terrible news. In spite of all she wasn't completely alone, for she still had her little brother Josh.

After 6 years he grew into clever and quite hyperactive kid. He looked very much like his father with those grey eyes and sandy blonde hair. Maggie, on the other hand, didn't resemble her parents at all. She had medium length hair the colour of cinnamon that was slightly curly and rather unruly and green eyes. Her fair skin was marked with a few freckles.

Since Mr. And Mrs. Foster's death, brother and sister were as happy as they could be given the circumstances, under care of their aunt, Helen. The young siblings loved their guardian like a real parent, and she also cherished them in return, as she had no children of her own. Helen was 36 year old English teacher in elementary school. She was a single since uncle Brian, her husband died on duty in police years ago. Maggie had always admired her for strength and optimism even after she'd lost so much.

And now they were going to start a new life in a new place.

Maggie was sitting on a passenger seat in their Toyota with The Return of Sherlock Holmes on her lap, but instead of reading she was looking through the window with head propped against it. They were nearing to their new home – small town called Beacon Hills in Northern California, about 500 miles from LA. Helen had been planning to change surroundings for quite a long time. Therefore when she got a call from an old friend with a job offer, she didn't hesitate to accept it.

The journey was tiresome, but after hours of sitting in not quite comfortable position, they finally arrived at the place.

"So, what do you think?" Helen asked as they passed another street of the downtown

Louder than usual voice of the woman behind the wheel awoke Josh who'd been slept the entire way, making him jump. Still drowsy he asked looking quite confused, "What? We're here?"

"Calm down, kiddo. We're just enter the town and it'll take a while before we reach the place."

"Eh, okay so wake me up when we get there" and with that he felt asleep again.

Helen glanced at sleeping boy in the rearview mirror with longing. She sighed, "Oh, how I'd love to lay like that, curled into a ball in warm and soft bed, hell, the couch would be good."

Maggie laughed at aunt's very child-like complaining, there was no secret that driving wasn't her cup of tea and neither was Maggie, by the way.

"I'm sorry, if I'd had a driver's licence I would change you behind the wheel" she said feeling pity for aunt doing something she detested, and guilt, at the same time, because the girl couldn't do anything to be of use to, in that case.

"Oh honey, I don't blame you" Helen quickly replied, "I'm a guardian and an adult here, It's my duty to get you and Josh safely to the place and my reluctance to drive doesn't matter. Believe me, you two are more important than this, besides it hasn't been so bad, I'm just tired, that's all. Everyone would be after driving so many hours", she smiled reassuringly, "And as for your driver's license, you'll get it when you're ready. Such fears are understandable, Maggie"

Maggie knew Helen was referring to the accident, that she was afraid of driving a car because her parents died in one of them.

But Helen didn't let her niece get lost in thoughts about her parents, any longer and with much more enthusiasm she asked, "Okay, but you haven't answered my question yet. How do you like our new town?"

Maggie peered through the window, finally taking good look at their surroundings. It was certainly different from LA and to her the change was colossal, given that she had never left hometown before. Town seemed quite sleepy, though it was probably because of an early hour. It definitely was quiet after living seventeen years in noisy and crowded city as LA, but somehow it made it even more appealing.

The car passed some cafes and shops in downtown until finally turned toward the suburbs.

"I think I like it", Maggie eventually said, surprising herself that she genuinely meant it.

"Really? Wait til you see the house", the excitement in Helen's voice was evident. "Carol Harper said that it's quite spacious for us, with an emphasis on spacious, but it's the only house for sale available at this moment". Carol was said old friend of Helen who'd arranged a job for her and help them to find some place to stay. "Thankfully, the owner agreed to cut some price. By the way, Maggie I forgot to tell you that there's a vet in the town who's willing to take students for help. He's some friend of Carol. She remembered when I mentioned her about you wanting to go to the veterinary school, she told that him and he was kind enough to suggest that you could come to the clinic and assist him after school, if you want to"

Maggie was amused with Helen's rambling, but when she heard the part about local veterinarian, she couldn't believe in her luck.

"Of course I want to!", she eagerly exclaimed. That was very surprising but what a pleasant surprise it was, all the more she hadn't even met that guy. It's nice to know that some people took her passion seriously. "Wow, we haven't unpacked yet and I already get a job", she said with a grin, "Finally telling random people about my personal interests brought some benefits."

"Oh be quiet", she said with a false rebuke, "Besides, I'm not telling this random people, just ...some of them AND", she carried on, completely ignoring her niece's smug face, "I'm just proud of you, is it so bad?"

"Aww that's sweet", Maggie cooed, but despite the playful manner of their talk she felt touched by her aunt's words and even though it was slightly annoying when Helen acted like a mother hen sometimes, their relations were very good. To Maggie she wasn't only guardian and aunt, but also a dear friend. In Josh's words Helen was simply cool.

After about half an hour of cruising streets, they eventually stopped at the right place.

"Ok, so which one?", Maggie stepped out of the car, and asked making a gesture toward the houses around them. They all were rather spacious as aunt put it.

"Er.. I'm quite sure it's this one", Helen said with strangely broad smile while pointing behind her niece.

"Why are you...", Maggie begun, looking quite confused, but stopped when she saw what aunt Helen was looking at

"..grinning"

Before her stood one of the most beautiful houses she'd ever seen. Okay maybe it's a little exaggeration, she'd lived in L.A., after all, but damn, that house... House? It was more like mansion. She understood then, what 'the spacious' was supposed to mean. Large and built of stone stood out from the other four-square style houses in the street. Just the garage was big enough to easily fit their old flat. Maggie's gaze was caught by a big oak tree growing in a lush front yard whose long branches cast nice shadow on the property.

She was roused from admiring their new home by enthusiastic cry of her brother who was crawling out form the car. Literally.

"Wow, it's huge!" he said then run towards the back of the house "Hey, there's a backyard in here!" came his voice from afar.

Maggie and Helen laughed at boy's excitement. "Come on, let's go inside" said the latter.

After exploring the interior, which was even more impressive than facade, Maggie went upstairs to see her bedroom.

The room was lovely and looked quite cosy in a plushy carpets and soft cushions way. Judging from the brightly coloured walls and beautifully carved vanity in the corner, it had been designed for a woman. There was a double bed with headboard in the middle, looking so inviting that Maggie wanted nothing more than collapsed on it and enjoy it comfiness, but she didn't and her eyes lightened with sudden animation when she noticed tall, made of dark wood bookcase. "Perfect" she whispered, it had enough shelves to fit there almost all books she owned. Well, almost. Some of them would have to settle for the floor.

When girl's glare shifted to the window, she observed that the view was partially obscured by an ancient oak tree she'd seen earlier. It made the room immersed in the mild shades of green which the girl found truly mesmerizing.

"Hey guys, the moving van's arrived!" came Helen's voice. Maggie groaned, unfortunately it's time to the inevitable part of moving.

By the time they unpacked all their stuff and cleaned every corner it was dark outside. They were ravenous, though the three of them were too exhausted to cook a decent meal, so Helen order pizza for dinner. They ate while watching Tangled on TV and laughing at Josh's version of songs .

Once the movie ended, Helen looked at the watch. It was five past eleven.

"All right Rapunzels, it's time to bed. You don't want to oversleep on the first day of school, do you?"

"Go, I'll stay and lock the doors" Josh said in what supposed to be a fatherly tone and rested his outstretched legs on a coffee table, though he was so short, he had to practically lied on the couch to reach it.

His sister and aunt exchanged amused looks "When did you become so funny?" asked the latter "and for your information, I've already locked the door and oh wait, I've even closed the windows as well so you don't need to worry about our safety. I know you want to watch TV, but sorry buddy the vacation's over. No more staying up late. Goodnight", Helen said pointedly, preventing further discussion

"Ok, ok, it doesn't hurt to try" he shrugged, but obeyed her.

Maggie wished aunt good night too and went straight to her room. She showered and change into pajama, but rather than going to bed, she took some novel and sunk into cozy armchair by the open window. However, the excitements of the day made it impossible to focus on the story. Instead her attention was drawn to the oak that was growing by the house. There was a little breeze outside causing the leaves to shiver slightly and brush against the window. Delightful smell of the night air was seeping to the room making girl's mind began to wonder.

Maggie was thinking about the next day. She hoped tomorrow wouldn't be like in Twilight when appearance of Bella Swan in school was a huge sensation. Surely Beacon Hills isn't as small as Forks, is it? Or maybe there are some mysteries and supernatural creatures too... she frown. Wait, why the sudden comparisons to that book she didn't even like?

Argh..., but I don't want to be Bella she groaned internally though, knowing myself I'll do something awkward. Not that I want make some friends, anyway.

Oh, is that so? - asked her rather sceptical inner voice.

Maggie had never been a so-called social butterfly. After the accident she withdrew into herself and when her schoolmates were socializing with each other, she preferred the company of books. Not much changed after years and though Maggie was still an outsider of a sort and a book lover too, she no longer avoided people; on the contrary, part of her was eager for making friends, so maybe tomorrow will be a good opportunity to do it.

She yawned, "Ok, it's time to sleep" she muttered.

When Maggie was about to draw the curtains, she caught a glimpse of light outside the window, which made her eyes shifted in search of its source. She saw it just behind the tree, the neighbouring house that previously went unnoticed, now had her full attention. Only then she became aware of how close the it was, merely an oak separated them. The light was coming from the window which was at the same level as hers, thus from the spot where Maggie stood she had a good view at the room, that was clearly visible now.

From the number of posters on the wall she could say it belonged to a teenager, though it was difficult to recognize what was on them. Huh, a pair of binoculars would be nice she thought utterly heedless of her spying behaviour.

Then someone came into sight. Not someone actually, but a boy about her age. He was talking on the phone and gesticulating, quite animatedly and while Maggie was thinking of how funny it made him look, happened probably the worst thing that could happen – her newly found neighbour stared right into her eyes.

Eloquent as always, Maggie only blurted out, "Oh shit!", before she did first what came into her mind, which was throwing herself flat on the floor as if it possessed some magical ability that could swallow her whole.

'Yeah, and that's why you don't have any friends' mocked her inner voice.

"Congratulations, first night and you're already caught spying your neighbors" she muttered under her breath still lying under the window. She stayed there several more seconds then sighed and started crawling to her bed. If aunt Helen or Josh saw me right now they would probably start worrying about my sanity, she thought.

Before she felt asleep Maggie's thoughts involuntarily drifted to that nameless boy. She didn't recall aunt to tell anything about their new neighbours before, hence they weren't on her mind at all until this night. So, he was her new neighbour... well, he seemed to be likeable and reminded Maggie of Josh, a little bit. They were both quite hyperactive in their movements, especially while talking. Despite the distance which wasn't much an obstacle but still, she had enough time to take a good look at the boy. He was lean but not lanky, or at least she could assume that, regarding his layered clothes consisting of t-shirt and plaid flannel shirt. His dark and spiky hair was framing rather handsome face, though she couldn't discern any detailed features. There was something in him that made Maggie wanted to get to know him. Maybe tomorrow... But the wave of sleepiness hit her and by the time another minute passed, she'd been already in a deep slumber.

"Okay, Scott. We'll talk tomorrow" Stiles Stilinski said to his best friend before hanging up. The incident on the road from earlier was bothering him, not because that deer might have killed Lydia and Allison, of course he was worried, but it was the animal that he couldn't stop thinking about. Perhaps a year ago he would completely ignored it, but after all those werewolf, kanima and who knows what else things that happened since Scott had been bitten, Stiles didn't believe that weird acting deer was just a mere accident. Scott said it was terrified and when the true alpha werewolf with supernatural powers said it was terrified it had to be true.

'I should google 'car and deer collisions' or 'strange animal behaviour'' he thought but after taking a brief look at the night sky, he decided to put it off until tomorrow.

But then he got that feeling, like someone or something (!) was watching him, he didn't have to be a werewolf to feel that, and when he slowly looked up at the window he saw a pair of eyes which were, in fact staring straight at his very own person. Eyes that were belonged to a woman, a girl actually, as soon as they met, widened in what could be a dread of being caught and then ...she disappeared. Well, it was more like she hid before him under the windowsill in not quite graceful fashion, Stiles noted with a frown. He waited there for a minute but she didn't show herself again.

That night, lying in his bed Stiles wasn't thinking about the 'terrified deer' at all. His mind, instead was engrossed by the mystery girl in the window. Who was she? All he could say were two things – first, that she clearly was a human judging from her evidently awkwardness, however, look at Scott, he remained awkward despite the lycathropy. Stiles mouth twitched at the memory of her hilarious reaction to being caught... doing what exactly? Peeping? And secondly, although he only glimpsed at her he noticed that she was rather pretty with that mass of dark hair and big eyes, probably from fright, though.

Anyways, she wasn't supposed to even be there, that house had been empty since he remembered.

Obviously not anymore.

I wonder if I see her at school tomorrow, he thought. His thought turned into hope just before he drifted off into a dreamless sleep. `

Ok, I know it isn't good, but I just had to publish this chapter, or else I'd have been re-editing it forever. Anyway, let me know what do you think;)