My Head Is an Animal Chapter 1: Over My Head (Cable Car), a teen wolf fanfic

A/N: Hey guys, so yeah...I got into Teen Wolf. I'm just digging myself a deeper grave here...yeah. Don't mind me.

Either way though, this idea wouldn't leave me alone and y'know...I kinda need something to take the pressure off of school.

But! Instead of wasting your time, I figure I should just get right to what you guys need to know;

This story starts in season three because that's my all-time favorite season, not to mention it leaves great openings.

Selena Gomez will be the faceclaim for Natalie

Sam Claflin will be Ryan

Cameron Boyce will be Elijah

Mia Hays will be Olivia

And Ty Olsson will be Will aka "Dad"

Yes, this will be a Stiles/OC story because I can't get enough of the man that is Dylan O'Brien.

And last but not least, this story will have a Polyvore collection, you can find the link to it on my bio page.

I think that's all I can think of, so I'll leave you guys to it. See you at the bottom!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing recognized as Teen Wolf material other than my list of OC's.

Natalie
Over my Head (Cable Car) – The Fray

A thin layer of sweat coated her skin as she finished pushing Elijah's bed against the wall, the black wood working well with the dark blue walls and light carpeting, his gray sheets ruffled slightly on his bed from the night before.

Natalie took a few steps back, her phone shoved in her sports bra playing music loudly as her younger brother is putting his clothes away in his dresser across the room. ("Putting away" being a very loose term considering he just rumples them up and shoves them in his drawer.)

"There, is that good?" She pants, tying her dark brown hair up and her younger brother looks at the bed and nods, a smile painting his features.

"Perfect. Thanks Nat, I think Ryan wanted you to help him with Liv's room next." Natalie groans, of course her older brother would need help with the eight year old's room, considering they just painted it the night before and were all sleeping on blow up mattresses in the living room since the moving truck got to the house this morning.

"Good god…I haven't even gotten to my room yet…and put your clothes away right, otherwise you'll look like a scrub tomorrow and no girl will want to go out with you." The twelve-year-old gives an indignant glare before emptying his drawers again and folding his clothes correctly as Natalie travels down the hall to where she can hear her older brother Ryan trying to calm down Olivia, the youngest of all the Garcia kids. The youngest child of course screaming shrilly at the top of her lungs and upon Natalie entering the room, she sees Olivia's face is splotchy and red and tears are streaming down her face.

"Oh thank god, Nat help." The middle child opens her mouth but Olivia just tackles her legs in a hug as Ryan looks helpless at his little sister.

"What's going on?" She asks, petting down Olivia's wild blonde hair as she continues to shed needless tears onto Natalie's yoga pants.

"Ryan doesn't get it!" Olivia screams, and the older brother sighs, "It doesn't work and Kaylee doesn't like it!" Natalie finally understands as she nods.

Olivia's been a special kid for a while, it took her three whole years to use words correctly and be able to form sentences, and when she did, she said her friend Kaylee helped her. And the Speech Therapist had resulted that it was Olivia's imaginary friend, and to not kill the child's imagination otherwise she might revert to silence again.

"Okay, I get it now. Ryan, go help dad with the living room, god knows he can't do it by himself." The older brother lets out a relieved sigh and nods before he vaults over some toy boxes as he tromps down the stairs to help their father arrange the living room. "Now Liv, what did we say about Kaylee taking control of things?" Natalie asks the youngest Garcia child as she crouches down to the eight year old's level.

"To not be a pushover…but I don't like the way Ryan set things either…he doesn't have a woman's touch." It took all Natalie had to not burst into laughter.

"Okay, so show me where you want your stuff." Olivia rubs away the tears on her face and shows her 'Nani' where she wants her bed, desk, dresser, and bookshelf. (The nickname was unfortunately a side effect from one too many reruns of Lilo and Stitch.)

"Alright, how 'bout that Liv?" The blonde grins as their father comes into the room, and claps a hand on both of their shoulders.

"I love it, daddy do you like it?" Their father grins down at the two, his blue eyes twinkling.

"Of course sweetheart, Nat why don't you go eat and work on your room while I help Liv with hers." Natalie sighs in relief.

"Thanks dad, do I need to go get anything for lunches tomorrow?" He shakes his head.

"Nah, I'll just give you all money, it's easier, you can make dinner though, I imagine the hospital's going to keep me late." Natalie nods as she turns to leave.

As she reaches her room, which is nothing but a put together bed and a desk, dresser, and bookshelf hastily shoved against walls and she lets out a disappointed sigh as her phone tells her its 8:45 and she hasn't even unpacked her toiletries or clothes for school tomorrow.

"Awesome…" She breathes, grabbing her desk and pushing it against the eastern wall of her room, shoving her dresser right next to it in the northeastern corner and while her bed is in a corner of the room, she shoves her bookshelf against the western wall and starts unpacking her clothes as quick as she can. She'd at least like to get a good night's sleep before the new semester.

A knocking on her door makes her turn to see Ryan entering her room with a smile.

"Need any help?" She lets out a sigh of relief.

"If you could get my backpack packed that would be awesome and I'll even get you a girlfriend this year." Ryan laughs as he grabs the red and black tartan bag and starts grabbing her binders from on top of the desk and stuffing them in the backpack, along with notebooks and pens and pencils.

"Anything else?" He asks, buckling it shut and setting it on top of the desk, and Natalie nods, handing over a stack of t-shirts.

"Third drawer on my dresser." He laughs and makes the trips, making sure the stacks of different graphic t-shirts and band shirts are even as he slides it shut and does the same with her sweatpants and even with her socks and underwear.

"What would you do without me Nani?" She shrugs as she starts hanging up her jeans, dresses, and dress shirts.

"Crash and burn." Ryan laughs as he starts making her bed and unpacking the alarm clock and nightstand lamp.

"I have no doubts, did your schedule come in the mail?" Natalie nods, going into her backpack and producing the paper with her classes, locker number and combo, and student login information.

"I have English first hour. Only that would happen to me." Ryan laughs as he looks it over and sighs.

"You have a long year ahead of you kiddo." She nods.

"I have no doubts." Ryan then gives her a lock.

"How are you holding up? With the…?" He trails off, snapping his fingers and Natalie copies him, a spark of lightning producing from her fingers, disappearing as quickly as it appeared.

"Its under control Ry, don't worry. We won't be going through another power outage again." Her older brother nods, stuffing her schedule back in her bag.

"Alright, get some sleep Nat. We have a long day tomorrow." She nods hanging up her last bit of clothing and taking her toiletries to the bathroom and showering. As she comes out she switches into a new pair of pajamas and plugging in her phone before falling onto her bed and promptly falling asleep.

"Nat! What is taking so long? We still have to drop off Liv and Elijah!" Ryan bursts into Natalie's room to find her standing in front of her closet only wearing her black skinnies and converse, a purple lace bra on, and throwing clothes everywhere and a toothbrush hanging from her mouth.

"I fan't 'ind somf'in to wear!" She yells back at him, white toothpaste spraying everywhere on her carpet, making the seventeen year old growl at him before going to her adjoining bathroom and rinsing out before going through her shirts again, another one being thrown over her head before Ryan sighs and goes through the ones she's thrown and picks up her gray Beatles one.

"Here, now finish getting ready, we have to leave in five minutes." She grins at him, throwing on the shirt and grabbing her leather jacket and backpack, not forgetting her headphones or phone for the matter.

"Thanks big brother." He laughs as they tromp down the stairs, Ryan grabbing his coffee mug and lacrosse gear while the two younger siblings are finishing their cereal as Natalie grabs her five bucks for lunch and a cereal bar.

"Has anyone seen my badge?" Their father, Will, asks as he is stomping down the stairs, stethoscope around his neck, briefcase in hand, and tying his tie as Natalie holds it up and every kid points to her.

"She has it." Everyone monotones and his father lets out a relieved sigh as he snatches it from Natalie, kissing everyone's head, Ryan and Elijah groaning in discomfort as Will grabs the keys to his truck and leaves.

"Thanks kids, love you. See you after work!" The kids return the gesture as the door slams shut behind him.

"Kay kiddos, finish up and go brush your teeth, Nat and I will clean up." Elijah and Olivia nod, getting down from the island bar in the kitchen and running upstairs as quick as they can while Ryan makes sure their backpacks are packed and Natalie rinses out the bowls and dumps them in the sink.

"Do you think Liv will ever realize what I did…?" Natalie asks after a few beats of silence and Ryan sighs, looking down into his plastic mug.

"Nat what happened…that wasn't your fault." He answers, and it's the same thing he's been telling her since it happened. It's why dad has to work double shifts sometimes through the weekends, it's why everyone's so scatter brained on weekday mornings and there's no pancakes to wake up to like there used to be.

"But Olivia always says she misses them…and I was the one to cause the power outage…" Ryan sighs and wraps his younger sister in a hug.

"It's not your fault, we've told you that." She nods and the kids come back downstairs, Elijah's hair gelled up like he likes it, Olivia's hair brushed, and remains of toothpaste on the corners of her mouth.

"Missed a spot Liv." Ryan tells her, grabbing a kitchen towel and wiping her mouth, making her smile at him before he hands her, her Hello Kitty backpack and Elijah his generic black and red plaid patterned one before they file out the door. Ryan brings up the rear as they all pile into his old Jeep Cherokee, the ride to Olivia's grade school filled with pop music. Elijah's ride filled with much the same to the middle school, and finally the older two got a break, listening to some much needed My Chemical Romance on the way to Beacon Hills High.

As the two exit the car, Ryan makes his way to the boys locker room while Natalie breaks away, giving her brother a silent pat on the shoulder as she departs and makes her way to Room 118, otherwise known as the English room. Upon entering she sees a good majority of the classroom filed, about half at least and almost all of them are chatting with each other.

Great. Superb way to start your year Nat…Just pick a seat.

Sighing, Natalie chooses the closest seat towards the back by the windows and pulls out her English binder and notebook, setting her bag under her desk and pulling out her phone and going straight to Facebook.

To all those who are starting school with me, may the odds be ever in your favor.

A strawberry blonde sits in front of her and Natalie jumps a little before pulling out a headphone but continuing to scroll through her Facebook wall.

"Is someone…?" She looks up to see a pale brunette with brown eyes talking to a tan kid in a jean jacket, both of which are almost too stunningly attractive to where Natalie thinks she should've at least put mascara or eyeliner on today.

"No, no, no, no, no." He gestures to the seat. "It's all you, all yours. Uh, it's totally vacant." Natalie laughs a little to herself while the tanner kid looks to his neighbor who gives him an ecstatic thumbs up. She concludes they must be best friends.

Then everyone's phones go off, including Natalie's with texts, everyone fishing them out from their pockets or bags.

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky, seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness.

As she was reading the text, the teacher came in reading those exact words from her phone until she reached the front of the classroom, cell phone in hand, leaning against her desk.

"This is the last line to the first book we are going to read. It is also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones off everyone." She grins and Natalie grins with her, setting her phone to silent and slipping it in her bag.

So far, this teacher's pretty cool.

After introductions are handed out, the teacher introducing herself as Ms. Blake, she hands out dictionaries and writes some words up on the board, directing everyone to find and translate them since they'd be words in the book and they'd have to write a summary on it once it was done.

Natalie didn't expect any less except after five minutes into the busy work, the principle comes in and whispers something to Ms. Blake, making her nod and turn to the tan kid behind the pretty brunette.

"Mr. McCall?" He looks up, along with a few others in the class along with Natalie, as Ms. Blake waves him up and walks him to the door, but Natalie looks down as she hears the last few words. "Uh, I'm sure it's an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school, but I'm gonna give you a warning in the nicest possible way. I am well aware of your attendance record, I don't want to see you slip back into old habits."

"I won't. It's gonna be different this year." He vows, and Natalie bristles a little at the promise behind the words, it's gotten hard for her to focus on the work now.

"Resolutions are only good if you stick with them, Scott." Ms. Blake reminds him.

"I will. I promise it won't be ephemeral." Natalie furrows her brow as she goes through the dictionary, finding the word easily as Ms. Blake chuckles a little and comes back into class, continuing the list of vocabulary.

Ephemeral: adj;
Lasting a very short time; short-lived; transitory.

So he was studying for the PSAT's too huh?

Soon enough another person comes in, but this time looking very much like an attendance runner and hands a bright orange pass to Ms. Blake who nods and thanks the teenager before locking eyes with Natalie.

"Ms. Garcia, I believe this 504 pass is for you." Natalie tenses as several gazes line her way, specifically of a guy with dark hair and hazel eyes who grins at her before going back to his work, Natalie spotting the redness on his ears.

Grinning a little, Natalie gets up and takes the pass, giving Ms. Blake a smile, which she returns.

"I'm sorry, I told my dad not to register me for this." Ms. Blake just smiles at her.

"Not at all Natalie, it's fine. I understand that anxiety can be a very tricky thing, so if you ever need anything just let me know." Natalie nods, casting Ms. Blake a grateful smile as she sits back down, the strawberry blonde in front of her is having a conversation with the guy who smiled at her.

"Prada bit me." She whispers as the boy sits up a little straighter.

"Your dog?" He questions further and if Natalie leaned over a little, she'd see that the girl in front of her had Band-Aid's on her ankles.

"No my designer handbag." After a beat of sarcastic silence Natalie bites her lip to prevent from laughing out loud as she continues to work. "Yes, my dog." The strawberry blonde confirms, rolling her eyes and continuing to work.

"Has it ever bitten you before?" He continues, and at this point Natalie's seriously considering strangling the boy because he's being so distracting.

"Mm-mm." The blonde confirms, shaking her head as she writes.

"Okay. What if it's, like, the same thing as the deer? You know, like, how animals start acting weird right before an earthquake or something?" The blonde stops writing and looks to the boy this time.

"Meaning what?" Natalie really doesn't want to butt in the conversation right now, but it's the first day and she doesn't want to start off poorly.

"Can you two please just…" Natalie murmurs, making them look at her. "Sorry, but it's distracting." The blonde raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow as the boy nods and turns back to his work.

"I don't think I've seen you around here before." The blonde tells her and Natalie shakes her head.

"I'm new." She mumbles, feeling her cheeks heat up from simply butting into a conversation she had no part in the first place.

God me and my big fat mouth…

Then something pounds into the window, making almost the entire room jump as everyone turns towards the windows to see a whole flock of birds fly at them, some just bursting into blood and feathers, but soon enough some windows shatter and kids start screaming, Natalie pulls her hands up to cover her face.

Doesn't exactly help that she's scared of birds.

"Get down everyone!" She's pretty sure Ms. Blake screams it as she drops to the ground and crawls under her desk and pulls up her hood as sharp stinging pain rakes across her face and hands.

Great first day Nat. May the odds be ever in your favor indeed.

A/N: I feel like this isn't the best start cause it feels rushed, but I felt like I'd rather just jump into it than write two separate chapters y'know? But ah well, who needs character introductions and development right? (Kidding, kidding...please don't shoot me.)

We will delve more into the Garcia family as we go, I promise.

And PS, a 504 pass is basically a pass where the student gets out of class whenever he/she feels like the learning environment isn't helping them learn. I have one for my anxiety, I understand now what my teacher meant by me trying to avoid them. But they are required to return to the classroom before it's let out to either collect their homework and belongings, or they have to leave towards the end of the class period.