A/N: This is happening at the same time as the events of Season 5. Also, this is my first fanfic AND it's in a second language, so reviews are welcome!

Disclaimer: i do not own Teen Wolf or any of its characters. The O/C, however, is mine,mine,mine :)

Chapter 1: Welcome to Beacon Hills

Changing schools in senior year would have been a social death sentence for any teenager, but moving to Beacon Hills on top of it could literally mean death …

"Relax, girl. It's just Senior year." She took a deep breath and, squaring her shoulders, stepped into the throng of students coming in. It was the beginning of the year, nobody noticed a new brunette wandering the hallways. She found the principal's office easily enough and, after a stern lecture on the school's code of conduct and zero tolerance policy, was sent on her way with her schedule in hand.

Just before entering her first class, she hesitated, her hand hovering over the doorknob. How awkward would it be to come in after everybody and to be put in the spotlight as "the new kid"? Would the teacher ask her to talk about herself in front of the class? They would all stare! No, no way. That was not how she wanted to start this year. According to the school map in her left hand, the library was not too far down the same corridor. Choosing the least threatening option, she quietly made her way to the library.

The atmosphere was calm and there were very few students. Exactly what she needed. She went to hide *ahem, read* in a corner, behind bookshelves overflowing with foreign language dictionaries. Sitting down on the ground, she pulled her book from her bag and disappeared in the witty steampunk world of the story. She was so absorbed, she never noticed a pretty redhead walking by, stooping in front of her, and checking her out. The redhead stayed there, silently staring at this new girl, and then went back on her way with a strange look on her face. This never disturbed the new kid, who was completely lost in the story of airship pirates scouring the aether currents. By the time the bell rang, she had finished it. Before heading out, she checked her face, hair and clothes one last time. She wasn't vain, but first impressions were everything in high school.

Students were milling about in the classroom, talking and picking their places, and she found a free spot at the back of the class. Before everyone got seated, she quickly went to see the teacher and ask him not to put her on the spot by introducing her to the class. Faking shyness usually worked with the teachers. It kept them at an agreeable distance and let her daydream quietly.

The bell rang. The kids sat down and slowly stopped talking. Mr. Yukimura rose.

"God morning class. This year we'll tackle Government and Politics, but before we start today's lesson, I want you all to give a warm welcome to Chloe Bellamy, our new student. She just transferred from New York. Would you like to introduce yourself, Miss Bellamy?"

His mischievous smile told her he didn't believe her 'shy kid' routine one bit. Fine then, he'd have to deal with a sassier student this year.

"No thank you, sir. I'm sure everyone here can't wait to get started. I know I can't." He chuckled at her cheeky smirk and started his lesson.

While he was otherwise occupied, some students turned around to sneak a look at the impertinent new kid from the Big Apple. Some smiled at her, others smirked in a less than welcoming way. Some couldn't care less, like the two boys on her left, completely absorbed in a hushed argument. Mr. Yukimura seemed to have good ears, though.

"Scott, Stiles, please stop gossiping. Unless it has anything to do with the three branches of government?"

"Sorry, sir." One of them had the decency to look ashamed. The other just looked annoyed at the interruption. He looked around and his eyes stopped on Chloe.

"Who are you?" he asked not-so-quietly. She was about to answer him when …

"She's not part of this week's assignment, Stiles. Maybe if you paid a bit more attention in class, your mid-term grades wouldn't be so tragic. Now, can we please get back to the Senate?"

The rest of the class was spent in total silence. Mr. Yukimura was not the kind of teacher you could joke around with. The two boys had stopped talking, but they kept glancing at her in what they thought was a covert way. When the bell rang, as she was picking her stuff up, she saw them coming toward her.

"Hi, sorry about Stiles' outburst. Didn't want to put you in the spotlight like that."

"Yeah, the other chimed in. No, I didn't want to … you know. "

"It's cool, she said shyly. The teacher already did it anyway."

"Mr. Yukimura? He's cool, I mean, for a teacher. Anyway I'm Scott." He offered her his hand and she shook it.

"Chloe –"

"And I'm Stiles, said the other boy, vigorously shaking her other hand. Welcome to Beacon Hills"