So yeah my first fanfiction ever…Yup let's see how this whole thing goes.
Oh and I don't own Teen Wolf, kapeesh?
Ella Styles.
Ella O'Brien.
Ella Hutcherson.
Ella Pettyfer.
Okay that's it there are only so many ways I can write my last name with my future husbands, before even I Ella Hartman can get bored. But I mean if you were stuck in Mr. Hoffman's math class you would be bored too. All he does is go on and on about the importance of quadratic equations and factoring, but seriously when are you ever going to need to know that (x-2)^2 is x^2 – 4x + 4. Never. You will never use that tidbit of information in your life.
And so that is why I, in the last ten minutes of algebra have resorted to writing my future surnames down to see which one sounds better. I myself am slightly leading towards Ella O'Brien; I mean what girl in their right mind doesn't want her husband to be Dylan O'Brien, he is the definition of perfection.
Thank goodness there is only seven more minutes. And then we get to leave this hellhole. School wouldn't be that bad if it weren't for my older twin brothers. Liam and James, the seniors that pretty much run the school. Not only are they amazing athletes but they're also good at school, attractive, funny, probably anything you could name they're good at it. Their impressiveness gets annoying, being only a year younger I'm always stuck in their shadow, but I've sort of come to terms with it. I'll just forever be known as Ella the sister of the two insanely hot twins. Well I guess I'm also known as Ella the girl who peed her pants in sixth grade from laughing to hard. Everything you do in middle school comes back to haunt you, I'm telling you this as a warning.
I guess I must have passed out in those seven minutes from utter boredom, but all of a sudden I wasn't sitting in the cold hard desk of room 319. I was in the middle of solid white room with nothing in hand but my pencil that I was doodling with.
"Hello welcome," said a fairly attractive man as he walked up to me.
"Um hi."
"Sorry fro not introducing myself my name is Alan, you are Eleanor Hartman, right?"
I nodded.
He sounded pleasant, the type of guy you wanted to trust, "And you are also familiar with Teen Wolf?"
"Erm you mean the show on MTV, yeah it's like one of my favorite supernatural shows."
"Good then. Okay Eleanor I have a proposition for you. What if I were to tell you that in another dimension the show we are speaking of is actually real. And what if I were to offer you the opportunity to switch you life for a role in that show."
"Are you serious?"
"Why yes of course. Think about it Eleanor a chance to escape this world of being that disappointed forgotten child and go into a world were you might possible just make a difference."
"Sure yeah, if this is even real."
"Oh yes this is very real, Eleanor. Now, now that you have accepted my offer I want you to promise me that you will try your hardest not to get bitten by an Alpha werewolf. Eleanor will you promise me?"
"I promise, but why?"
"Getting bit is like a back door entrance out of the dimension and back into this one. So trust me you do not want to get bitten. Now you must go we are wasting time."
"Wait, stop! What's my name?" I cried.
He was starting to fade as he turned to me, "You are Eleanor Martin. But everyone calls you Ella Martin."
Martin? Martin as in Lydia Martin?
Okay so yeah that was really short and didn't have any mention of the main characters at all, but next chapter they will definitely appear! Also I'm starting this in the third season as I find that one the best to accommodate Ella into. Reviews are not only welcomed but encouraged!
