Hello! So this is a Teen wolf Fic, up to review, if you wanna read more, review and let me know! This is a mini chapter one!


Noticed...

Sweat dripped from Emery's forehead as she lay on her bedroom floor. 50 sit ups and she was tired already! Surely she could do better than that? She was determined to be fitter this year, no more sitting eating chips on the bleachers whilst all the sporty people… sported around. Ok, she didn't know much about sport but she wanted to join something! Even her two best friends Scott and Stiles were in a Lacrosse team and they were not known for being the popular players on the team. Sure enough they mostly sat on the bench whilst the others who could actually play did most of the playing, but at least their names were up there! She wanted to be included, involved, noticed…

She pushed herself up from the floor and decided that she had had enough for tonight, heading for the shower.

After washing her natural wavy black hair, before getting into her pjs, she took a look at herself in the mirror. She looked alright, standing at 5 foot 3, she wasn't the tallest, but she suited it. Her body was curvy but not overweight. She had been weighed at the doctors and told before that she was perfectly in the middle of healthy. She always had insecurities though, that came with being a teenager. Scott and Stiles never bothered about what she looked like though, she was their best friend since childhood, their parents where friends with each other. Her mother is a carer and her dad, a lawyer. Emery felt that she was privileged enough to have her life the way it was. She knew that others were not so lucky to have what she had. Jackson was one example. After she had found out that he was adopted, she wanted to be there more for him. He hated knowing that she knew his secret and as a result, broke up with her. Emery never truly got over the break up, as she had loved Jackson, he was the shoulder she cried on, the hopeless romantic, the gentleman. But his true colours shone through when he told her that they were over. Scott and Stiles had a hard time getting her out of her 'Ben and Jerrys with Netflix' phase, but thanks to them, she got over him. Almost.

Not wanting to dwell on Jackson anymore, Emery slipped on her shorts and 'GET OUT!' T-shirt. It was her favourite that Stiles had bought her. She laughed, thinking of all the times that she had to shout GET OUT at Stiles and Scott whenever they barged into her room. They always 'forgot' that she was a teen girl and girls change as teens. Smiling at the thought of seeing them, she couldn't wait until she started sophomore year tomorrow. She might as well get some sleep. Or so she hoped…

BANG!