Author's Note - Well hey everybody! -insert me being all awkward.- Sooo... this is my first fanfic I'm writing on here, so please go ahead and gimme a review if you please! I am absolutely IN LOVE with Teen Wolf these days. It came out when I was in 4th grade, but I haven't gotten the chance to actually get into it, but you know what? Here it is!

Disclaimer : I do not own Teen Wolf. The only things I own is my long list of OC's

I plopped down onto the couch, sighing. My twin brother, Jasper, walked in chuckling, "Hey, you ready for tomorrow?" he asked me. I gave a soft smile and nodded, "Yeah… I'm fine. But are you?" I asked. I had moved to Beacon Hills with my twin brother, younger sister and my older brother after a tragic "incident" that happened with my parents.

My mother and my father were caught in this fire that happened in a house six years ago. There was countless lives that were lost. After their deaths, my siblings and I moved to Pennsylvania, but not for long. We kept moving constantly, one reason was because we weren't able to sustain ourselves until my sister got into college two years after our parents deaths. She got a job, while Jasper and I tried to do anything we could to get money.

Its been six years since then, and we're finally here. We have a nice house, Jasper and I can finally start working, and we have a nest to settle in at last. It's happy now. At least, I think it is.

Jasper smiled at me and held my hand, "It's just a day at school, Jazmine. Remember what Jet told you? If you're nervous, fake it 'till you make it," he cooed, imitating our eldest brother. I gave a slight laugh hearing Jasper and smiled, "Yeah, I know." I heaved a sigh as I got up from the couch, and Jasper looked up at me confused, "Where are you going?"

I smiled at him as I was slipping my shoes onto my feet, "I'm gonna find a job."

I parked my brother's green Kia Soul car at the parking lot of an animal clinic. I pulled the mirror down and checked my reflection before getting out of my car and locking the doors behind me. This was the first place on my list that had a help wanted sign on it. I opened the door, and looked around. "Um... hello?" I asked. Suddenly, a boy, probably the same age as I, stepped out, "Oh, uh hi. Um, what are you doing here?" the boy said. I studied his face for a few seconds. He had dark hair, and gorgeous brown eyes, "Oh, uh, there was a 'help wanted' sign outside, so I just came here to take a look.

Then, another person came, an older, and darker person. He smiled at me, "Ah, hello. I'm Docter Alan Deaton." the man said sticking his hand out over the gate that separated us. I smiled, somewhow, I felt a warm, happy aura aroumd him, "Jazmine Young." I introduced. He gave me a warm smile, as did the other boy.

I let my hand drop from his grip, and my hand grazed the wood of the gate. I hissed softly, holding my hand tightly, Deaton gave me a concerned look, "Is there anything wrong?" he asked. "Hmm? Oh, no. Of course not," I confirmed, smiling. Deaton nodded and opened the gate for me, "Come on in, let's talk in here,"

I ended up getting the job, surprisingly. To me it seemed that Deaton held up the anime clinic very well by himself, along with a few other employees, including Scott. I thanked Deaton, then walked off, getting back into my car and driving back home.

BEEP BEEP BITCH! GET UP!

The words kept repeating, and I groaned, grabbing my phone and turning off the annoying alarm. I threw the blanket off of me, letting the cold air seep into my skin giving me goosebumps. Then, I walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I was finished, I looked at myself in the mirror. Staring at my face, my pale skin brought down from my mother and father. The brown-hazel eyes, and the artificial caramel blondel hair cascading into a pink color. It's been six years since my parents had died, in this area as well. I walked out of the bathroom, not wanting to think about the past.

I changed into white, high-waisted pants and a floral print tank top with the words, "unstoppable" on it in cursive. I let my hair down, making the natural waves free and shoved a beanie atop of my head. I put on my black, heeled combat booties and slapped some makeup on my face quickly before hurrying downstiar, only to see Jasper smiling at me with two breakfast sandwiches in his hand. He smirked at me, "I thought you might've took a long time getting ready." he said with a chuckle, holding out a sandwhich to me. I took it murmmuring a word of thanks and started eating the sandwich.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Jasper asked. I rolled my eyes, but my heart felt warm at his concern, "Yes, Jasper, I'll be perfectly fine. I promise." I told him with a smile. Jasper nodded, "Okay, fine." then, he stood up, "Race you?" he cooed, before rushing out of the house trying to get to his motorbike. I rolled my eyes at his immaturity, but followed him anyways, getting onto my own motorcycle.

"You so cheated!" Jasper exclaimed as he got off his bike. I smirked and removed my helmet letting my hair flow out, and took off the beanie, shoving it into my bag, "Hey, it's not my fault you're so slow~" I giggled. Jasper rolled his eyes, "And by me being slow, you mean the countless cars that were slowed down to look at your ass," he said. I giggled, "Hey, it's not my fault my body's better than yours." I laughed. Jasper threw his arms up in frustration, "Nope. I'm done, stop talking, just stop." he proclaimed. I chuckled and stood up from my bike. I looked at Jasper, "Come on, we'll be going to class soon."

Jasper nodded and followed me, and we waited until someone came up to us, apologizing for his tardiness and told us that we'd be going to our lockers and then to our next class, chemistry. Jasper and I had some classes that were the same, but majority of the time, we had seperate classes.

After putting a few things inside my locker before trailing behind my brother to our next class. We both stepped inside the classroom, my brother holding a confident stride, as well as I. "Sorry for interrupting your class, Mr. Harris." the man who lead us here said, Mr. Harris kept a blank face and signaled to continue.

"Class, these are two new students, Jasper and Jazmine Young. Please make them feel welcome." he said before walking off. Mr. Harris pointed to two different seats, indicating that we should sit there. Jasper sat next to a strawberry blonde girl, whose hair was fabulously done. I think Mr. Harris said her name was Lydia. "Miss Young, you can sit next to Mr. McCall," he told me.

I gave him a curt nod before silently walking to my seat, silently saying thanks in my head when I saw Scott's face. I sat down on my seat, "Hey, Jazmine." Scott said with a smile, "Sup McCall~" I grinned.

I got through my classes well, and I only asked a few people where certain classes were, thankfully, they were all nice people.
It was finally lunch, and I was very happy. Thing was, I didn't make enough friends to actually be comfortable sitting with someone without getting any dirty looks. I thought my brother would have the same trouble, but he was already sitting with a few people, and surprisingly, had Erica around him too, smiling and talking with her.

I held my tray, trying not to look tense, but it seemed not to work. I was desperately looking for a seat, until I heard a voice, "Hey Jazmine!" I turned to see Scott, and some other guy with brown hair and honey-brown eyes.. I looked at him, and he gave me a hand motion, beckoning me over. I shurgged and walked to their table, sitting next to him, "Sup McCall," I said as I sat down. Scott chuckled and motioned over to the guy next to him, "Jazmine, this is Stiles-my best friend." I gave a small two finger salute, and he gave me a wave.

"Stiles, this is Jazmine. She just started working at the animal clinic," Scott continued. Stiled nodded and smiled, "So how are you finding Beacon Hills?" he asked me. I gave him a short, one word answer, "Weird." I chirpped. Stiles and Scott looked at each other, sort of panicked, "W-weird?" Stiles asked, "Weird how, exactly? Nothing like killing people of for sacrifices, right?" I raised an eyebrow at him, "Um... weird as in quiet. It's kind of boring here." Scott gave Stiles an 'are you serious?' look and Stiles gave him a sheepish smile.

"So, sacrifices? Do I want to know what's going on?" Scott and Stiles quickly shook their heads, and I smirked, "Really? Because it seems like a pretty big deal to me. Although you two look like some guys that can handle themselves, I think you might want to consider some extra help..." I told them. Scott shook his head, "We don't think that will be necissary..." he told me. I nodded, and stood up, emptying my tray and leaving the cafeteria.

It was gym, and I was beside these two other twins, as well as a guy names Isaac, Scott's friend. There was tension in the air, and it was something I couldn't handle. As soon as the whistle blew, I took off, ignoring anything else around me. Of course, until I stopped by a tree to catch my breath. My hands were on my knees, looking down at the floor. Then I noticed something, a splatter of something on the ground. Red, dark red.

Blood.

Slowly, I looked up, wincing at what I saw. A man, blood coming from his ears and head, traveling to his body, staining his whole shirt with blood. A leather string that seemed to look like a dog collar, tied around his neck, and the tree. I couldn't help myself, it was an instinct.

I screamed. Loudly.

Dafaq did I just write? That was a horrible, boring and slow paced chapter. Ewwwww! Trust me, it will get better, once Jazmine and her siblings find out what's going on. I promise you. Well, I hope you enjoyed and make sure to review and other things!