First day of school, I am not sure if I want to hid in my car or walk in with my head held high. This morning my mom had to drag me out of bed and I doubt that I am awake.
I slipped out of my truck and got my backpack and my lunch and shut the door of my old truck that was handed down to me from my foster mom, Jasmine.
I felt bad that I didn't go with Allison but what can I say she is my older sister and she was taking forever in the bathroom. Plus I came yesterday to get all my paper work and such over with unlike her who spent the day stressing about what outfit she should wear. So I didn't want to be dragged along with her trying to find all her classes.
I walked towards the front doors looking around to get a better feel of the people I was going to be hopefully spending a year with.
I don't know when this guy got in front of me but I ended up crashing right into him. He held onto my arms to stop me from falling along with my books that fell to the ground.
"I am sorry, I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going," I laughed at myself feeling that me face was growing hot.
"It is all good," the guy says to me as he helps get my books together.
"He wasn't paying any attention too so it's not all your fault," his friend told me as he too helped me get my books together.
"I'm Stiles," the guy I ran into said handing me my books with a smile holding his hand out.
"And I'm Scott," his friend said to me.
"I'm Sera Argent," I said juggling my books to shake their hands. "I hate to put you two on the spot but can you show me where the English room is?" I asked even though I knew where it was.
"Sure," Scott said with a smile. "we have that too."
"Yeah, you can sit with us," Stiles joined in with a smile.
"Cool," I agreed fallowing them to the English room with a smile on my face for making friends so quick.
"Oh, yeah I got bit last night," Scott told Stiles in a hush voice.
"By a mosquito?" Stiles asked rolling his eyes trying to act cool in front of me.
"No, it bigger," he said.
"I used to help my Vet, I could take a look at it for you." I offered him.
"Okay," he said hesitantly but pulled up his shirt to show a big bandage over his hip. He peeled back the bandage to show the teeth marks that I knew all too well.
"That is a wolf bit," I informed him putting the bandage back for him.
"Are you sure?" he asked me.
"Positive, I saw a lot of examples of wolf bit's at my old vet." I said looking at him.
"But Beacon Hills doesn't have wolves," Stiles informed me.
"Well this is a wolf bit," I said matter- of-factly standing outside of the English room.
"I hope you three are planning on joining us," the teacher said poking her head out the door.
"We are, we were just have a conversation," Stiles said to her as he walked into the classroom with Scott and I fallowing behind him.
"Take a seat Mr. Stilinsky," she muttered rolling her eyes.
Scott sat next to me and Stiles sat behind me and all during class I had Stiles telling me stuff about the school or the teachers. Scott paid attention to the teacher like I tried to do but Stiles seemed to like distracting me.
"Class this is Allison Argent," the teacher said when my sister walked into the room clutching a hold of her books in a death grip. "Take a seat," she said to Allison who looked like a lost puppy.
"Allison," I sighed patting the seat I saved for her.
She looked like I was her savior and also like she was mad at me for ditching her this morning.
I hung out with Stiles and Scott the rest of the day and found out that they were real cool in my book but they were in real life at the bottom of the food chain. That didn't bother me I wasn't all that into the in crowd myself. I was the smartest person in my last class, I have a photographic memory. Once I hear or see something I never forget it.
It is funny because I can remember almost anything but I can't remember a life before the Argents took me in. But then again I was three when they adopted me.
Scott and my sister hit it off real well, she said she didn't want a boyfriend but I think Scott changed her mind.
After school, Scott offered to show me the vet he worked at and see if he could get in a good word for me. I told him that I couldn't go but I would really appreciate him putting in a good word.
"Why can't you go?" Stiles asked me since he was listening in on our conversation.
"I have to unpack," I informed them groaning.
"After work will you guys come and help me find my inhaler I lost it last night?" Scott asked Stiles and I.
"Sure," we said at the same time making me laugh.
"Oh, and how are you feeling with you bit and all?" I asked as we walked towards the exit.
"It's weird, I can hear and smell things that I shouldn't." Scott said in a confused voice.
"Like what?" Stiles asked wanting to hear more.
"Like the mint gum in you pocket," Scott said.
"I don't have any-" he stopped mid sentence when he pulled out a piece of gum.
"Okay, that was weird." I admitted to him. "Maybe it's an infection?"
"Hey, I think I have heard of it," Stiles paused. "Lycanthropy," he offered to us making Scott freak.
"What?" Scott yelled.
"Are you trying to say that he is a werewolf?" I asked Stiles in a hush, hush tone.
"Hey you're the one that said it was a wolf," he pointed at me.
"But I didn't say he was going to turn into one," I told Stiles.
"I'm not a werewolf, that imposable." Scott told us and I don't know maybe he was.
"Okay, but hey text me when and where we are going to meet up." I said handing him a piece of paper with my phone number on it.
"Yeah, maybe we will find the werewolf that bit Scott," Stiles said earning him a punch in the shoulder from Scott.
"I got to go, see ya'll later!" I laughed as I went to my car.
"How was school?" my dad asked me with a smile that didn't normally show up on his face.
"Great, first thing I do is walk into a guy good thing too he was really nice and funny." I inform my dad as I pull out the ice-cream carton.
"What?" my dad chocks.
"I'm kidding, we just became friends." I inform laughing at the face he had on. "And I was invited to hang out with him and his friend tonight," I mumbled under my breath batting my eyelashes.
"Seraphina you just meet them," he warned me his smile wavering a little bite.
"Don't worry we are just going to the mall," a white lie won't hurt him.
"Okay," he sighed making me smile at him. "Where is Allison?"
"I think she is with some of her friends," I said taking a bite of vanilla ice-cream.
"Oh, is she doing good at school?"
"Yeah, she got some friend," I told him remembering see Allison with the in crowd at lunch.
"Good," he said taking a bite of my ice-cream. "So I was thinking that I could teach you how to throw knives."
My dad always seem to want to show me weapons and how to use them. He doesn't get girls but I'm not all girly like Allison so I kind of like it.
"I think that will be cool," I told him seeing the smile that came to his face. My phone buzz in my pocket, I pulled it out to read the text I got from Scott telling him to meet him and Stiles at the Beacon Hills reservation at eight o'clock. "Hey I'm going to go up stairs, blast some music, and unpack before I go meet my friends." I said putting my empty ice-cream bowl in the sink.
"Okay," he said smiling at me.
After I unpacked some, I stepped back and looked at the beige walls, light ocean blue bedspread, and sea shells on every flat surface.
I loved the ocean and my dad seemed to travel a lot so he always stopped and get me shell. Sadly I have never seen the ocean in person but I hopefully I will be able to get my dad to take me the next time he goes close to the beach.
I looked down at my phone and grabbed my coat and ran down stairs and out the door to my car.
"Bye Dad," I called over my shoulder. "I'll be back soon!" I said opening the door to my car and hopped inside.