Hey this is my first fan fiction, enjoy! Disclamer: I do not own Teen Wolf all only own the OC's the Motensens (Emilia, Cathis and Emilia's mom)
Emilia covered her ears with her hands in a pointless attempt to keep the barbaric screeches out of her ears. She kept thinking, "Why me?!" grabbed her pillow then shoved her face in it. Her actions were futile her alarm clock would not shut up it kept ringing as if it were warning her of an enemy attack, she let out a frustrated cry and slammed the alarm clock with much more force than necessary. Emilia glanced at her alarm clock with tired eyes, she groaned as she saw the big red numbers that read 6:00 a.m. She had no idea as to why she was awake so early in the morning. She lay back down closed her eyes and waited for sleep to take her once again, but either sleep was rejecting her or the universe was just a jerk. Her phone started ringing and Emilia let out another frustrated cry. She shot up grabbed her phone and turned it on silent, she knew only one person who was evil enough to do this to her and so she chucked it so it would fall somewhere on the plush bean bag at the corner of the room. She lay back down and shut her eyes daring the universe to do anything else. After she heard nothing for a few minutes she heard silence, smiling in victory she shut her eyes and tried her best to drift back off to sleep. Then she heard the slamming of the door and the familiar clicking sound of heels stomping against the floor up the steps. Emilia grabbed the soft covers and pulled them over her head as if it would protect her from the crazy red-head headed toward her room. She could hear the heels making their down the hall when suddenly it stopped shortly for the voice to say a quick hello to her most likely confused. Then she heard the door to her room being flung open, "Emilia Marie Mortensen-!" "How do you even know my middle name," Emilia interrupted. Then she heard the sound of her curtains being opened and before she was able to stop her, the covers were ripped off of her and she was exposed to the harsh sunlight. Emilia screamed and as she threw her arms in front of her face to cover her face she came to one conclusion, the universe was a bitch.
Emilia swung her foot over so they were hanging over the side of the bed and slowly started to adjust to her surroundings and looked up at the crazy red-head, Lydia Martin. It was 6 a.m but this girl was perfectly ready for the day, her hair was done perfectly not a line of makeup out of place. Emilia looked over at her dresser to see how she looked in comparison to Lydia, her light brown hair was a .Lydia had her arms firmly at her sides and was staring Emilia down with a look of disapproval, "This is unbelievable I set your clock one hour early, I gave you a huge speech yesterday, and you're not even out of your bed," Lydia yelled gesturing at Emilia still lying on her bed. Emilia had only processed on thing, "You reset my alarm clock!" Lydia grabbed Emilia by the arm and dragged her towards her bathroom, "You have 10 minutes to take a shower!" Then she stomped out probably to turn my room upside down to find an outfit for me. I took of my pajamas, turned on the shower and stepped in. I stood for a bit in the shower just letting the hot water hit my face, lost in thought. Today was the first day of a new school, Emilia was use to this situation, her mother had been a traveling nurse and so she was use to moving around a lot her mother's jobs lasted four to thirteen weeks the longest was twenty-six weeks. Though this was going to be the last first day in a new school. Emilia scrubbed her skin until he heard Lydia baning on the door shouting about her going over ten minutes. She pushed the shower door aside and grabbed one of the towels that were folded on the rack and quickly wrapped herself up, she made her way to the mirror and wiped off some of the fog that had started to form on the glass, she took a look at her self, same light brown hair and hazel eyes. She looked normal but you had to know her to know she was hollow. There was a part of her that was missing and she probably was never going to be whole again. Emilia moved herself away from the mirror and looked away she was whole, she was fine, she was okay, . She looked back up at the reflection, and her dull, empty eyes bore into her, "you aren't fine and you aren't okay, and I don't know if you are ever going to be," it seemed to be telling her. "Emilia you come out or I will break in!" Lydia's voice broke her thoughts and her head snapped towards the door, she quickly decided to use the ridiculously fluffy robe her aunt had insisted on putting in her bathroom and as she knotted the belt of the robe she looked back up at the mirror, "I am fine," she whispered to herself and rushed out of the room before Lydia threw a fit. Lydia had brought a bag of makeup and was laying out on the dresser and she had laid out some clothes. A black skirt with a white shirt and some heels I gave the whole thing one glance and gave Lydia and 'are-you-serious' look. "What?" she asked, she looked over at the outfit to see if anything was wrong with it. "You are joking right?" She let out a scoff and took her usual stance, crossing her arms and giving Emilia the face where she raised one eyebrow as if daring Emilia to cross her, "I am not joking," she said her look getting more intense by the second, "It is the first day of school Lydia not a freaking fashion show! Why are you taking my outfit so seriously?!" "Why are you not taking this serious!" I rolled my eyes, "Emilia this is going to be your first day of school and unlike all your other schools you have to give a crap because this is going to be your last high school and you're going to stay in it till you graduate." She let out a snort and let Lydia drag her to the dresser where she sat her down and took out some brushes to do god knows what, "Also I can't have you embarrassing me now close your eyes!" Emilia had spaced out most of her tutorials and never really bothered with make-up so she let Lydia do her thing. "Finished!" Lydia chirped happily, Emilia opened my eyes and looked at herself but didn't really pay attention to the makeup Lydia had done, she couldn't help feeling like something was missing, that feeling was gnawing at her and no matter what she tried. Maybe it was just that she missed her mom and how she would make these huge pancakes and drench them in syrup just the way she liked it or those quick rushed kisses while her mouth was still filled with food, or when she would always leave something behind and run back in and squeeze her in a another hug. Emilia let out a short laugh and found herself smiling, "Emilia!" Lydia snapped her fingers in front of her face, "alright, whatever meet me in front of the school." Then with one final hair flip she was gone. Emilia looked over at the clothes she had laid out on the bed and it was just proof of how Lydia and her were so different such an unlikely pair of friends.
Emilia had known Lydia for about two months now since she had moved to Beacon Hills towards the end of May when summer vacation had started for them. When she had an unexpected visit from Lydia.
Emilia had just finished moving the last of her boxes up to her room, when she heard the doorbell on the door. Emilia walked to the door confused and then she opened the door to the red head, "Hello?" "Well, hello.." The girl looked her up and down, Emilia could already tell she was being judged because she had her hair pulled back in a ponytail and her hair was sticking up or they were stuck to her forehead in the weirdest positions due to sweat , wearing her worn out 'Star Wars' T-shirt and rolled up sweat pants, to be completely honest these were her pajamas and to top it all off she had no makeup on so she crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame, "Do I pass the inspections?" Emilia asked with clearly fake enthusiasm, "Oh honey not in any freaking universe," Lydia said shaking her head. I rolled my eyes just one look at her perfectly curled hair, makeup and clothes practically screamed warning signs in Emilia's head fortunately she knew how to get rid of these girls. "Alright I don't know what your problem is but I am sure it is hard to pronounce so bye!" Emilia reached to slam the door in her face but was stopped short when the girl put her hand against it. "That was rude," she said. "I am not rude you're just insignificant." Emilia expected her to open her mouth and fire back with some comeback or just stomp of but her mouth turned into a smile, "You look like a challenge. I will be back tomorrow same time with my makeup and then we are going shopping." Then she spun around and started walking down the steps. "I am not a pity project!" "Far from it but life can get terribly boring in this town." Who was this girl? Why did she suddenly think they were suddenly friends or something. " I don't even know your name!" She stopped and spun around on the sidewalk, "Lydia Martin I spend a lot of time at your aunt's salon and spa, see you tomorrow Emilia." Then she walked across the street and to that ridiculously huge house a few doors down to the left and walked inside. This was probably her aunt trying to get me to make friends. She shook her head and thought , " what the hell, has my aunt gotten me into."
Emilia was brought back to the present and she just smiled at the fact that Lydia thought she was going to wear these clothes. Emilia went to her closet and went to empty her closet she found something of her style she brought out her 'My Chemical Romance' T-shirt and her favorite leather jacket and some black shorts. She looked for her converses and pulled them on and laced up the shoes she walked open to her dresser and put out some simple studs. She took in a deep breath and pulled open the draw on the left and took out a jewelry box she opened it up to see the picture of her and her mother still there, she reached to the bottom and pulled out her mother's favorite necklace it was a rose and Emilia knew it was passed down from her grandmother. Emilia put the necklace on and held the rose in her hand for a bit. Then she took out her mother's bracelet that had ravens on them that was assembled in a pattern as if they were flying. Raven's were her mother's favorite bird after all that was her name and she had chosen it. Emilia rubbed the bracelet before walking down the stairs to get breakfast.
"Morning Cathie," Emilia said as she went to get some coffee she took out the huge cup she had had always used when traveling, she had woken up before 7 a.m she was going to need two cups, she poured the coffee in the cup and took a huge gulp. "One day I will get you to stop drinking it like that," Cathie said leaning against the counter and taking a sip of her own "coffee." Emilia took another long sip, "Keep dreaming Cat." Then she leaned against the other counter next to Cat and took another huge gulp. "I am gonna hold you down and force it into the mouth and you can suddenly realize what you have been missing out on and thank me." "Or I could just spit it back into her face." Emilia said taking another long sip in an attempt to hide my laugh. Cat rolled her eyes at her niece, "I will never understand how you and your mother drank that stuff black." "Oh that gene must have skipped you, instead you got good looks and perfect etiquette, so sorry." Emilia said with fake sympathy and shaking her head then took another sip. Cat snorted. "You can be as sarcastic as you want but if I hear one complaint from a teacher-" "Who? Me! Oh don't you worry Auntie Cathie I would never even dream of it!" Emilia said holding her hand over her heart and widening her eyes theoretically. "Oh really?" Cat said putting down the cup and raising her eyebrow at you, "so it wasn't you who pulled those crazy pranks at all those other schools" Emilia smiled sheepishly, "and it wasn't you that always said all those sarcastic quips or witty comments?" Emilia sighed happily, "good memories," then took another sip of coffee. "Emilia!" Cat took a breath and look her in the eyes, "Please try to be on your best behavior this. Can you promise me that?" "I promise, I will try." "Thank You, and about your grades." "Don't worry you know I take school work very seriously." It was true since Emilia moved around a lot in order to stay on top of her grades she had to work about two times harder than normal students, she was kind of obsessive. "I know, your mother use to tell me you would go into a weird trance when you were studying of doing school work." Emilia smiled and took another sip of her coffee, "She wanted to have you check out." Emilia let out a snort. "Also I did check your grades for your recent schools and you have been keeping A's. Keep that up okay." "Don't worry I will try." "Anyway I have to leave now if I don't wanna be late." She kissed her on the forehead, "Don't have more than two cups of coffee and enjoy your first day of school also make sure you have muffin left out for breakfast." Cat grabbed her car keys off the table, "Make sure to make new friends!" She called over her shoulder as she walked down the hall towards the door, "Yes because you know what a social butterfly I can be!" Cat slammed the door and she thought about how she would be lucky if she made another friend besides Lydia. Emilia drained the remainder of my coffee and walked over to the counter to pour herself another cup of coffee. She ate her muffin in between her sips of coffee and when she was done she washed the cup and put it on the dish dryer rack. Then she went into the living room and made sure she had all her books and had a few pens. Then slung the messenger bag over her shoulder and held on to the strap and walked to the door and took her car keys out of the bowl. She took another deep breath and closed her eyes, "I am fine." Emilia opened her eyes she had survived first days before and almost always in a new school, she could adapt wherever and whenever she was in a new town she was a survivor. She smiled,"Beware Beacon Hill's High School because Emilia Mortensen is about to kick your ass!"
So, do you like it, love it, hate it and never want me to continue ever again, please comment and let me know. Oh and I also do not own Star Wars, that would be epic though...okay BYE!