I rolled over in my bed away from the sunlight peering through the window. My eyes reopening to the unusual silence. No sirens, no yelling, no horns honking….I certainly wasn't in New York City anymore. I guess I could say welcome to California land of the sunshine and bottle blondes huh? I scuffed and chuckled at myself.
"Isabella! Get up! You WILL be starting school today." My dad calls up the stairs in his 'any argument against this will be invalid' voice. I missed the first day of school yesterday because:
1. I woke up in a terrible mood.
2. I needed to unpack all the boxes since my dad won't have the time to.
3. I simply did not want to go to school and deal with a school full of ignorant fuck-tards.
I imagine you would feel my pain every high school is pretty much the same. Just different names and faces. If yours is different please tell me where it is and i'll see ya next week! To make things worse this was a small town which means everyone pretty much knows everyone. That could be a bad thing, or a good thing depending on what type of person you are. You see, I see that the glass isn't half full or half empty. I see a half glass of something to drink.
I opened my closet and scanned my clothes. Mainly various pairs of jeans and t-shirts, I wasn't the most stylish of girls. I liked the more simple things in life. I grab the things I spot first that look comfortable and presentable to the public.
"Are you awake?" I hear my father's voice call up the stairs as I'm getting ready. "You better be! I gotta meeting at 8!"
"Yeah dad!" I called back down and rolled my eyes. My clock read 7:30 am, typical time for leaving. Before leaving my room I check myself in the mirror and reminded myself of how amazing gorgeous I am...
Ha! I love sarcasm if you can't tell. In reality I looked average. I had pulled my long black wavy hair into a 'I don't give a shit' bun on top of my head and didn't even bother with make up. My clothes weren't much better. I had my hand made galaxy scarf, a white v-neck, black jeans, and my favorite boots. Nothing about me was special, nothing about me stood out. Tan skin, brown eyes, black hair. I was your typical half Italian, half African-American girl.
"Isabella!" I heard my dad and grabbed my bag off of an unpacked box and ran downstairs. "It's about time!"
"Hey! I was the one who done all the unpacking down here yesterday!" I say looking around the almost finished living room.
"Hey, is that how you treat someone who just bought you a gift Bella? I don't think so." My dad said, his Italian accent slipping out. I opened my mouth to say something but he simply held up a key.
"No way!" I grab the key and run the door and I can truly say I can smell freedom radiating off of my beautiful new car.
"Toyota Corolla Sport, 2010….I know it's not the Mustang you wanted but hey your first car needs to be a bit more practical." My dad said from behind me. "Plus, I remembered you really liked that sparkly blue color on cars."
I rush over to the Toyota and check it out. It may not be a Mustang but it's still pretty awesome. Heck, I was begging to think anything for 4 wheels to call my own was awesome. (Don't tell my dad that, he'd just get me a wagon and say "Go Crazy Bella!") I was also surprised at the fact he'd allowed himself to spend so much.
"Yeah, your cousin Mitch got a new car and said I could take it….only if you could have it though. So it's a good deal." He shrugged. I guess I'd spoke too soon, but a new car is a new car. One from Mitch was even better because it meant it'd only been driving about 5 times.
"This is awesome!" I smile to my dad and run up to him. "I mean it! You won't regret it! I officially feel like an actual seventeen year old!" I squeal and hug my dad. It's rare because I don't give out hugs and neither does he but, he still hugs me back just as tightly.
"Just be careful Isabella, I mean it. I'll know if you got a ticket to." I roll my eyes remembering the whole reason why we'd moved here. Some 'animal' was going around killing teenagers. However my dad believes different from what he's been keeping tabs on. The office offered him a job to investigate and here we are in Beacon Hills.
"I will Dad. I promise, but I need to get to school before I'm late." I nod and kiss his cheeks being overly grateful.
"Alright, Ciao." My dad says before I skip off to my car driving to school.
You know…maybe moving here won't be as bad as I'd thought. I mean, now I can drive myself anywhere whenever I wanted. Definitely a plus. Even though I was nearly eighteen there wasn't really a need for cars in NYC when a taxi would be a lot easier. The only time I got to drove was out of town trips and visiting relatives in Jersey.
I smiled as 'Empire State of Mind' by Alicia Keys and Jay-Z came onto the radio. Normally I wasn't a fan of rap music but hey, baby I'm from New York! I sung and slid on my black Ray-Ban aviator sunglasses my Aunt Margo got me for Christmas. By now, you can tell I come from a pretty wealthy family. Which…you are right. The Machelli's are very rich. Myself on the other hand, not so much. I mean my dad makes a lot of money, but that doesn't mean I get to see it. I come from a family where I have to earn everything, unless it's a holiday. Which means getting car must...
Suddenly I see a black car try to merge onto the road and I swerve hitting the breaks nearly running off into a nearby telephone pole. I can feel my heart beat jump to about a million miles an hour and my head throbbing. My feelings quickly change to anger. I put my car into park and hop out slamming my door.
"What's your problem eh tough guy?" I say my eyes landing on a Black Camaro which is most likely in the back end of my baby. Ugh! People are such idiots these days. I round the corner bracing myself to see the damage. I'd barely had five minutes of freedom. "You got a thing against non-macho cars or something?" I bend down to inspect the damage.
"Maybe if you went the speed limit we wouldn't of nearly wrecked!" I hear a guys voice and car door slam shut. Thankfully the Camaro is just an inch from my car, no real heart beat begins to slow back down but I keep my anger.
"Or you could watch where you're going! I was going 45!" I stood upright and looked at him. I froze in my tracks. It was almost like my anger was dissolved by his attractiveness. I slid of my shades my rubbed my eyes to get a better look at him. Everyone looks better behind Ray Bans. Unless your this guy, he was even more attractive without them. This just made everything worse. There was a moment of shared silence before he coughed.
"Uh…this is a residential area, the speed limit is 30." He said, his voice sounding less harsh and intimidating. "You must be new in town." Small town theory….confirmed.
"Yeah." I nod and slip back behind my shades, putting a visual barrier between us. I began mentally ramming my head against the wall. There was no way I was going to fall for this cute people do not get out of rough situations. I wasn't going to let no smooth talking small town son of a bitch was going to get away with nearly totally my car….even if it was my fault.
"I'm Derek, Derek Hale." He offers his hand and I roll my eyes behind my shades.
"Elaine." I say using my middle name and shake his head.
"No last name?" he says pushing for more information.
"Machiavelli." I say, my voice flat. I need to be as unattractive as possible, as if that was hard.
"Ah, so you're Italian?" He said nodding.
"Look, I'm not here for 50 questions bud. I need to get to school. Neither of our cars are damaged so it's fine." I say noticing our hands are still together. "Ciao." I move my hand from his and he looks down at his own hand in shock. I allow myself to smirk, messing with people is always fun.
"Alright…" He says nodding looking up at me. "One more question though."
"What?"
"Let's not run into each other again."
"That wasn't a question."
"Well, I wasn't exactly asking." He said a glare crossing his face for a second but it doesn't hold. I watch him turn away and walk to his car door.
"Did I say something to you or are you naturally an asshole?" I say cocking my eyebrow.
"You're the one who doesn't know how to drive!" He said opening his car door. "...must be from New York." He smirks, mocking me.
"I'm guessing natural asshole." I say calmly turning on my heels and rushed to my driver's side."You better hope I don't see you again!" I slide into my car slamming the door shut. I can hear him chucking from outside. Next time I see him, I'm running his pretty little Camaro into a ditch.
I put my car into drive and look for on coming traffic before driving onto school. I hope that everyone in this town isn't as stupid as he is...or as arrogant for their sake. I nod making another list in my head as to why I hate this move.
1. I'm across the country from my friends.
2. It's too quiet and boring.
3. Derek Hale.
After getting lost about 2 more times I finally find my school. I notice another girl walking up to the school and run up to greet her. "Hey! Wait up!" The girl turns and looks at me. "Sorry," I say finally catching up. "I'm new here and I have no clue where I'm goin-"
"You're new also?" She says her eyes widening. "I thought I'd be the only one! I started here yesterday. I was just running late today though so I guess you're lucky."
"So….there is two new girls." I nod, beginning to like my odds. Another new girl meant I could easily be overseen and left alone. Plus, she seemed extremely friendly.
"Thankfully there is two of us! I'm Eden Walker! It's nice to meet you!" She says shaking my hand enthusiastically.
"Elaine, Elaine Machiavelli." I say and internally smack myself. I almost sounded like Dumbfuck…I mean Derek. No, I mean Dumbfuck.
"We should make a new kid alliance!" Eden laughs and I smile getting a good look at her. She was shorter than myself. I noted her bright blue eyes that stood out from her pale skin. I know she's more of a glass half-full person.
"Or we could be friends I guess.." I shrug.
"Well, I already declared you my new best friend! Wasn't that obvious?" She said looking at me and I shrug.
"I'm just happy I'm not the only new girl. It's a pretty small town." I nod to myself and look around for anyone else who could very well be new.
"Tell me about it!" Eden laughs and links arms with me. "With our powers combined…..we are the new kids!"
I shake my head and allow laugh as we go into the school where my thoughts always seem to drift back to Derek Hale. However, I'm not one for relationships. Those get messy. Especially if they find out your father is one of the best private investigators in the United States. I'm not exactly a dude magnet. Plus, I'd probably just have sex with him then kill him and get away with it. That's how you really black widow somebody.
Sorry for such a short chapter! I just started watching Teen Wolf and I immediately wanted to write a fan fiction. This is kind of just a test run to see how people like it. Please review! Also you can see Elaine's first day of school outfit on Polyvore . com ! (-Toby Turner Voice- Sponsor!) My username is hrchan, Thanks for reading! (: