Scott's POV

"Hey buddy." Stiles greeted as he picked me up to drive us to school.

"Hey Stiles."

"Did you hear we're getting a new kid? I saw her yesterday and she's pretty cute. Not as cute as Lydia but you know, no one can ever be as cute as Lydia."

"What does she look like?"

"Long blonde hair, these really cool green eyes." We pulled up in front of the school, both of us groaning at the thought of school.

"I saw a girl with blonde hair last night. She was moving into the house next door."

"Dude, you saw a hot blonde chick and didn't call me right away?"

"For what? So you could come over and stare at her? It was really late anyway, they showed up around midnight."

We started walking up the steps into the school, frowning. We stopped by our lockers and then left for class. We took seats in the back, as always. Then the world seemed to slow down. She walked in, on her phone. Her long blonde hair was swept forward into her face, creating a curtain.

"Dude." I muttered, grabbing Stiles' arm.

He looked up, his jaw dropping as his eyes widened. "Whoa. Okay. So, she's a lot hotter than I thought."

"Oh God, she's coming over here." I murmured to myself, quickly looking away from her as she walked over to the desk next to mine.

"Yeah, mom, I'll be fine." she said into her phone as she ruffled through her bag to get her books. "Wait. What do you mean? I don't have any other ride, I haven't even been here a full day, I don't have any friends yet." She paused and sighed, slumping against her seat. "Fine. I'll find a way. Look, I gotta go, class is starting soon and I don't want detention. Yeah, love you too." She hung up and bit her lip as she stuffed her phone into her bag.

"Hey, you ok?" I asked, getting a sudden boost of confidence.

She looked up, her beautiful emerald green eyes meeting mine. She smiled, nodding her head.

"I'm fine. It's just that my mom can't pick me up today. I didn't mean to bother you, sorry." she explained, her hand gesturing to her bag.

"You didn't. Um, I live right next door to you if you need a ride." I offered, shrugging.

"How do you know where I live?"

"I heard noises last night and I saw you and your parents going into the house. I-I promise I'm not a stalker." I quickly reassured, smiling nervously as she laughed.

"Right, I probably should've thought about that. Um, I'll think about it. Thank you…" she trailed off, her eyebrows furrowing.

"Scott. My name's Scott." I held out my hand and felt my heart skip a beat as her soft fingers wrapped around mine.

"I'm Sophie."

"And I'm single. I mean, Stiles."

"Hi Stiles. Sophie." She held her hand out to him and smiled as he scrambled up to grab it.

"Alright, class everyone in their seats!" the teacher called out, standing up.

Class went by quickly, most of it spent passing notes with Stiles. Art was next and I was actually somewhat looking forward to it, it was a lot more fun than sitting in a lecture class. And then, as if to make it better, I was sitting next to Sophie again, who greeted me with a friendly smile and a wave.

"Hey Scott! You like art?" she questioned as I sat next to her.

"Yeah. It's fun."

"Alright class, this week we have a fun new project. We'll be doing portraits. The person sitting next to you will be your partner. By Friday, I want a sketched portrait with three different angles. Starting now. Go!" the teacher instructed, smiling at us.

"Well think about it this way, now you actually have an excuse to stare at me." she teased, sending me a quick smile.

"You saw that?"

"Scott, everyone saw it."

"Sorry. You're just really pretty." I blurted out before I could stop myself.

I saw her lips pull up into a grin as she ducked her head, using her hair to hide the slight pink tint of her cheeks.

"I'm nothing special. Let's, uh, get started." She reached for her sketchbook but I took her hand again.

"You're gorgeous. You are definitely something special." I insisted, smiling shyly at her.

"Well, thank you." She looked over at me again, the smile still on her face before she grabbed her sketchbook.

She made me sit there for the rest of the class, posing while the teacher gave us tips on drawing a realistic human face. I may have struck a few over the top poses just to make her laugh.

"Sit with me at lunch?" she offered as class ended.

I nodded and looked down at our hands as she grabbed mine to lead me out of the room. Her fingers were warm and soft and they occasionally squeezed mine as we walked.

"Oh, we're locker buddies too. I think the world wants us to be friends." she joked, giggling as she opened the locker right next to mine.

My phone vibrated as I stuck my bag into my locker, a text from Stiles.

"You were just holding hands with the hot new girl. HOW?!"

Before I could answer, my phone was taken out of my hands.

"Hot new girl, huh?" she taunted, peeking up at me.

"I…you're very pretty…I, uh, um, Stiles, he, he loves to-" I stuttered, trying to think of an excuse.

"You're adorable when you're blushing, Scott. Come on, you have to sit with the hot new girl at lunch."

Author's Note:

This plot is not going to follow the plot of Teen Wolf exactly, there will be a lot of elements of the show but it's my spin on things :D So Allison and Scott never dated/met:) This chapter is also a couple years old (I checked and I first published it in November 2014) and I would like to think my writing has improved since then, this is just the starter chapter to get things going

Dianna Agron plays Sophie, I had a huge crush on her when I wrote this (still kinda do tbh) so she was always Sophie in my mind

I'll see you in my next chapter. BYEE!