A/N:

Hi guys! So, I'm back from a big break I took in writing, and I hope you are all as eager as I am to see what I have cooking. I am looking for a beta writer, and I hope someone will be interested quickly because my spelling SUCKS. I am a little rusty on ideas for posts here, but I do hope it comes to me so I can write a lot.

The Hale family had died in a fire, well, most of it. Derek and his sister Cora would be starting a-new with their Uncle Peter in some town they didn't know. When Derek pulled his car up to the school, Cora seemed to shrink in her seat. Her eyes were narrowed and her lips almost pulling up over her teeth.

Derek knew how she felt. It was a big change and it wasn't like Peter had allowed them any time to adjust. It was just two days after the funeral and still here they were. "You can skip today." he said suddenly, startling his sister "I'll get the stuff you need from your teachers and tell them you were sick today. I'm sure if they know our situation, they will let it slide." Cora looked at him for a while before she seemed to finally relax.

"Thanks Derek" she said, than got out of the car and walked in the opposite direction as Derek grabbed his bag and her class list from her seat.

Green eyes looked around the halls of the new school before he shifted the bag on his shoulder up a bit. He got looks from everyone as he walked in; of course he did. He was new, and if he was being a little conceded. He knew how appeling to people he looked, but Derek hated it. He hated the attention, the whispers that followed when his back was to a person, how girls would group up and giggle.

Most of all he hated the strong scent of teenage arousal that assaulted his nose. Teenagers were the same everywhere, and their natural instincts told them he was someone they should be lusting for. There were other scents of course, like the scent of jealousy and fear, but the arousal hit him first and the hardest.

But that's why he had the attitude he had, wasn't it? He couldn't blame it all by being orphaned with his little sister, only to be taken in by the uncle he was pretty sure was insane. And now here he was in a town he didn't know, surrounded by people who didn't know him, and he was already lost.

Huffing some and growling slightly, he looked around until he spotted someone who was talking more with their hands then anything, him and the person he was talking too yet to actually notice Derek. Hoping it would keep any terrible reactions down he walked over and said in a calm, gruff voice. "Excuse me, but can you tell me where the 300 lockers are?"

Both boys jumped and the one who had his back to him, turned around so fast Derek was surprised he hadn't snapped his ankles. Looking down green eyes meet brown and Derek tried to keep the scent suddenly assaulting his nose from hurting his head. The boy smelled like he was on far too many meds, and if the way his eyes dilated had anything to say about it he was clearly taking far too much Adderall. "Huh?" The kid said and his friend looked just as dumbfounded.

"Where are the 300 lockers? I'm new." he said again, trying not to growl in irritation. Could someone his own age be a little bit smarter than the average mut?

"Oh- they are - Scott, do you know where the 300 lockers are?" the kid asked, turning to his friend who shook his head so fast Derek mentally pictures him as a bobble head shaking its head the wrong way.

"Then excuse me" Derek said before he walked away from them and continued his look for the lockers. He should just go to the administration's office and ask for a map, but having one out all day would be like an invitation for people who didn't know what to say to him for the first time, the perfect ice breaker he didn't want to have with him.

This was going to be a long day….

A/N: So, first chapter- I know its rusty T_T if this gets any attention in the first couple of chapters I'll continue, so as always, review please! Thanks!