(A/N: This story will be partially based on the show, but I'm going to try to make most of it original so bare with me. I don't own Teen Wolf or the characters on the show, but I do own Charlie and other unfamiliar characters as well as the original ideas. Let me know what you think!)

*Stiles POV*

"Stupid jeep always breaking down and shit." I muttered as I lifted the hood then climbed up to see what was wrong this time.

I let out a groan after a few minutes of failing to figure out what was wrong. I was just about to start cussing again when I heard the rumble of a motorcycle. At first I thought it was Scott coming to my rescue, but when I looked I saw someone else. She was obviously a girl since she had curves in the right places and she wore black skinny jeans, black combat boots, and a black leather jacket. When she pulled off her helmet my breath nearly caught in my throat.

Her long brown hair fell onto her shoulders and her bright blue eyes gazed in my direction. I was so shocked that I hadn't even noticed that she was talking to me.

"I'm sorry. I just uh spaced out. What were you saying?" I asked nervously.

"I asked if you needed help." She giggled, making me melt at the sound.

"Uh no. I got it. Thanks though." I said.

"Oh is that so?" She asked as she got off her black and lime green crotch rocket.

I nodded and watched her set her helmet on the seat before walking over.

"Mind if I take a look?" She asked.

"Uh no. Go ahead." I said as I stepped off to the side, letting her walk over and take a look.

She got up and looked over the damage, smiling when she saw my duct tape everywhere.

"Looks like you know how to take care of cars." She teased as she put her hair up with a hair tie before looking over the engine.

She really looked like she knew what she was doing so I stayed quiet and watched her check a few things before pulling yet another broken belt out.

"Here's your problem. You're going to have to get a new one before you can drive it." She said. "I can give you a lift if you want. I take it you're heading to the school, too? We can come back after school is over and I can fix it up for you."

I was so surprised by her knowledge with cars that I almost forgot to answer.

"Oh um. Sure. Thanks." I said awkwardly.

She smiled and nodded.

"Cool. Come on, then." She said.

I quickly shut the hood then grabbed my bag from the seat, making sure to lock my doors before I looked over at her while she sat on her motorcycle. She already had her helmet on and had it started so I got on behind her, not sure if I should hold onto her.

She laughed and grabbed my hands, putting them around her waist before revving the engine. She glanced back at the road to make sure no one was coming before taking off.

After a few minutes we arrived at the school and she waited for me to get off before doing the same herself. She shut the bike off then took the helmet off her head, letting her hair down once more. After pocketing her keys, she grabbed her bag from the storage compartment under the seat before looking over at me.

"So um, would you mind showing me to the office? I'm obviously new here and I have no idea where the office is." She said.

"Oh yeah, sure. Follow me." I said as I walked to the office with her. "So what's your name anyway?"

"Oh it's Charlie. Charlie Gray. I probably should have told you that before." She said with a soft laugh.

"Wait. Is your dad a cop? James Gray?" I asked, remembering my dad talking about a new officer coming to town.

"Yeah, that's him. How did you know that?" She asked in confusion.

"Oh, my dad is the Sheriff. Apparently our dads were college buddies. I suppose we'll be seeing a lot more of each other then. I'm Stiles." I smiled.

"I guess we will then. It's nice to meet you." She smiled back. "I think we're having dinner at your house tonight actually."

"Really? Well that's great." I said.

I made a mental note to clean up my room right when I got home so she didn't think I was a slob when she came over. We finally arrived at the office and I bit my lip.

"So um, I guess I'll see you around. Do you um... Do you want my number? You know in case you want help getting around or anything like that." I rambled nervously.

She just smiled at me and laughed softly.

"Sure, that would be great." She said as she pulled out her phone to give it to me.

I take it and put in my number then send a text to myself so I had hers. Once that was done I gave it back, standing there awkwardly for a moment.

"I'm gonna go... cause... class. Bye." I said finally, rushing off to my locker to get my things and meet Scott.

"Hey, where have you been?" He asked as I sat down in my seat next to his.

"I think I just met an angel..." I said, still in a daze over what happened. "My jeep broke down and she came riding up on this motorcycle, it was so hot, and she just started talking cars like it was a normal thing for her. She gave me a ride here and apparently she's the new cop's daughter which means she's coming over to dinner tonight."

I sucked in a huge breath of air after realizing I had said all of that in one breath. Scott just raised a brow then looked behind me.

"What does she look like?" He asked.

"Wavy brown hair, perfect face, beautiful blue eyes. I could stare at them forever." I started but I was cut off by a familiar giggle.

"Yours aren't so bad to look at either."

I froze then turned around to see Charlie standing there with a smile on her face. My cheeks turned red and I laughed nervously.

"Hey, Charlie." I say as I rubbed my neck.

"Don't be embarrassed. What you said was sweet." She smiled at me again and my heart skipped a beat.

She took a seat in the row next to me and got ready for the lesson. I noticed her schedule on the desk and cleared my throat to get her attention.

"Can I see that for a minute?" I asked.

"Sure." She handed it over and watched me as I read it.

"Huh, we have all the same classes." I said as I gave it back to her.

"Great. I guess I'll be seeing you a lot more then." She winked.

Oh god more butterflies. I just met this girl and she was already doing things to me. She made me feel way more than I ever have towards Lydia, which was saying a lot.

"Alright class. Turn to page 245 in your textbooks please." The teacher said, catching everyone's attention.

Well... almost everyone.

I was too busy staring at her.