I groaned as I slumped backwards against the covered floor, the paint roller finally falling out of my hands. pink paint decorated all of the walls of my new bedroom; in my new house; in a new town.
My name's Juniper, people normally call me June though. Juniper Lillian Ridge would be my full name, seventeen years of age, average Highschool student who had to pick up and move for her Junior year. You know, the usual reasons, parents got offered a better job in some town you had never heard of until you were told you had to move. In my case, said town was Beacon Hills, California.
"You done already?" I was snapped out of my thoughts as I heard my mothers voice from the doorway, I craned my neck to see her from my position on the floor.
"Yeah, I wanted to get finished before dinner." She nodded her head as she continued to examine my paint job. Probably looking for any mistakes, but I had checked, and double checked knowing she'd do this. Once she was satisfied she turned her gaze back onto me.
"At least your more motivated then your brother and sister." She shook her head lightly, obviously in annoyance of my siblings before she continued on. "You should get cleaned up for dinner. We ordered pizza." I nodded my head and watched as she walked back down the hallway and down the stairs. I slowly got up from my comfy spot on the floor and headed into the bathroom connected to my bedroom.
How I got the master bedroom you ask? Well my parents turned the den in the basement into their own room, and my brother and sister got the bedrooms up here with me. Kaylee got the room closest to mine, and Lucas got the one closest to the stairs, they shared the bathroom across the hall. Mom felt it was important, seeing as how I was a young woman, that I would get my own bedroom and bathroom seeing as how I needed privacy. I didn't complain.
Once I got into the bathroom, I made sure I shut and locked the door before turning to asses how much paint I had gotten on myself. Surprisingly my fair white skin only had a few pink smudges here and there. I turned my head side to side and tilted it a bit to make sure none of it had gotten into my flaming red hair that was currently pulled into a messy bun to not get into my face more so then needed. Once I was satisfied, I pulled the hair ties out of it and let my hair fall into it's naturally slightly wavy position. My hair was long, going down to the middle of my back. My bangs fell just above my forest green eyes framed by thick lashes.
I was a small girl, not intimidating in the slightest, especially compared to the rest of my family. I had gotten my mothers stature. Being only about five foot one in height with a very small, slender frame, my hips were small, only curving enough to show I was part of the female gender. My bust was a little larger then was to be expected for my size, but still not all that impressive which irked me, but considering my size, I guess it couldn't be helped. According to guys I guess they'd be at least a 'handful', not like any of them had got the chance though. I felt my pink lips turn into a frown as I finally turned away from the mirror.
I had to hurry up or my mother would come looking for me again. I stripped down and took a quick shower, thankful I had unpacked my bathroom all ready and set a spare set of clothes out for the night. Once I was sure I had scrubbed all the paint from my body and got ready for the morning I hopped out. I dried off quickly, wringing out my hair the best I could before I got dressed into some sweats and a tank top. I brushed my hair before heading downstairs.
"Nice of you to join us." My father said seeing as how everyone was already eating at the table.
"Sorry, took longer then I thought to get all that paint off of me." My mother nodded as my siblings continued to shovel food into their mouths, not acknowledging my existence in the slightest. Which was fine by me, Lucas and I didn't get along a lot. And Kaylee and me hadn't been talking lately. Kaylee and Lucas were both fifteen, they're what you call fraternal twins. Lucas got Dad's looks, brown hair, brown eyes. While Kaylee got the same looks Mom and I had. Bright, flaming red hair, and intense green eyes.
Lucas and Kaylee were actually really close, and very big trouble makers, I had gotten a scar on my right thigh from when Lucas decided he wanted to play with Dad's tools in the garage at our old house. Kaylee was normally sweeter to me though, because she liked when I'd do her hair for her, or some other girly thing like that.
"Juniper! Are you listening to me?" I glanced up quickly to my father, everyone was staring at me.
"Sorry, uhh.. tired." My father gazed at me for a moment longer before repeating his question I guessed he had asked earlier.
"Are you excited for school tomorrow? I inwardly groaned, I hadn't done well in school last year, and he knew it. It wasn't that I didn't know the material, I just never turned in my homework.
"Yeah, of course." I said before taking a bite out of my second slice of pizza. My Mother narrowed her eyes on me like she could taste the lie in the air before smiling at Lucas and telling him to eat slower. I sighed, it wasn't as if I didn't love my family, we had just been spending so much time together lately through the move that they were getting on my nerves lately. I needed to get out of this house! It was as if someone had answered my prayers when the doorbell rang. I glanced up quickly, my eyes meeting my Mother's. She was curious.
"Juniper, dear, could you get that?" I nodded my head and set down my pizza, rubbing the grease off of my hands onto my napkin before jogging to the door. I slowly opened it once I had actually got there and was surprised to see a pretty cute boy standing on our porch. He looked up at me with anxious brown eyes.
"Uhh, hi.." He trailed off for a moment.
"Hello?" I said a little unsure. He cleared his throat and outstretched a plate that had a bunch of chocolate chip cookies on it.
"My mom wanted me to welcome you guys into the neighborhood. Sorry if I'm bothering you guys, I know it's late and-" I cut him off.
"It's alright." I smiled at him. "I'm actually glad for the distraction." I glanced behind me, making sure no one else had gotten up from the table. I glanced back at him as I took the plate from him. "I'm Juniper Ridge." I smiled at him as I took in his appearance, he was taller then me, definitely some muscle to him as well, tan skin, kinda curly brown hair with adorable brown eyes to match. He was cute, but not really my type.
"Scott McCall." He smiled at me in return. I once again glanced behind me.
"I know this is gonna' sound really weird, but do you wanna' hang out?" I asked out of the blue as I turned towards him, he seemed surprised, his eyes mirroring said emotion. But he nodded his head.
"Yeah, sure. Uh.. now?" He asked glancing behind me. I nodded my head.
"Yeah give me a moment." I shut the door quietly and walked back into the dinning room.
"Who was that?" Mom question before seeing the plate in my hands, she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, uhm, were welcomed into the neighborhood by the McCalls. Speaking of which, can I go hang out with him?"
"Him?" My father questioned in his protective, disapproving tone.
"Yeah, his name's Scott. And you did say you wanted me to make friends." I raised my eyebrows, daring him to take back those words. He tensed his jaw, but nodded his head, my mother smiled before standing up and grabbing the plate from my hands.
"Have fun dear." I nodded my head, dashing upstairs to grab a pull over hoodie which I quickly threw on along with a pair of fuzzy boots.
"Don't stay out too late, you have school tomorrow!" My Dad called from the dinning room.
"You know she will." Lucas mumbled into his soda. I opened the door, revealing a smiling Scott.
"Ready?" I asked, he nodded his head and I stepped out into the crisp, cool air.
"So where do you wanna' go?" He asked, a little uncomfortable. I didn't blame him, we didn't exactly know each other.
"Uhh.. anywhere, I don't really know any places." I said while rubbing my arms to get the chill off, considering my hair was still damp. He pulled out his phone, checking the time.
"Well, I have to meet up with my friend Stiles, do you want to come?" I nodded my head with a laugh.
"What kind of name is Stiles?" He looked at me amused.
"You get used to it." I nodded my head as he sent a quick text.
"He'll pick us up in a few minutes. We can wait at my house." I nodded my head as we walked down the road to his home. When we got inside, an older women was standing inside, obviously waiting for him, I assumed it was his mother. She looked up, and then her eyebrows shot to her hairline as she saw me come in behind Scott.
"Oh, hello, Scott, you brought a friend." She smiled warmly; came over and shook my hand.
"Hello, I'm Juniper Ridge, I just moved in. And I haven't tried your cookies yet, but they look delicious." She laughed and her eyes brightened.
"I'm Melissa McCall. Scott's Mom.. obviously." She laughed. "And between you and me, those cookies are store bought." I couldn't help but laugh once again, I seemed to be doing a lot of that tonight.
"My lips are sealed." She took a step back from me and glanced at Scott.
"So what are you two doing?" She gave him a look, I wasn't sure why, but he rolled his eyes.
"Were going to hang out with Stiles." Right on cue the door opened and in walked another boy. He had his brown hair shaved short, and he had beautiful eyes lined with dark lashes. He was taller then me also, he was lean, but my guess was that he was hiding muscle.
"Hello, Miss McCall, and Scott, and.. g-girl I don't know! Why is there a girl I don't know?"
"Hello boy with funny name." His eyebrows shot into his hairline as I spoke.
"Stiles is a great name," He defended. "I picked it myself." I must have had a confused expression on my face because he continued. "Trust me, my actual name, well let's just say I picked better, now, why is there a girl I don't know!" He asked Scott, he went to speak but I beat him to it.
"Girl you don't know, can hear you. And girl you don't knows name is Juniper Ridge. Most people call me June though." He nodded his head.
"You're the family that just moved here!" He concluded while pointing at me in a slightly dramatic way, I nodded my head.
"To my house then!" He exclaimed twirling his body around and exiting the house in a weird fashion.
"Is he always like that?" I spoke out loud. Scott's mom answered first.
"He's normally worse." I chuckled and followed Scott out of the house.
"It was nice to meet you, Juniper!" She called from the doorway, I turned my head and waved.
"Nice to meet you too!" I climbed into the back of the blue Jeep and sat behind Scott while Stiles drove. He looked a little hyper, kinda bouncing in his seat, his fingers drumming on the steering wheel to a beat only known in his head. Surprisingly none of it bothered me, it was refreshing compared to my slightly uptight parents.
"So where did you move from?" Scott asked as he turned his head to look at me.
"Arizona." I answered easily.
"It must be cold for you here." Stiles spoke while keeping his eyes on the road.
"Quite a bit. But I'm sure I'll get used to it."
"You leave anyone behind?" Stiles asked with a mischievous grin on his face, Scott slapped his arm and mouthed something to him.
"You mean like a boyfriend?" I asked in a tone that questioned his intelligence. I hadn't meant for it to come off that cold, I just wasn't really lucky in the love department... ever.
"Or a girlfriend... I-I mean, I'm not saying you seem like a Les-Lesbian, I just, don't wanna' offend you if you're not stra-" I cut him off before he could ramble any further. Scott was hiding his head, as if trying to get out of the situation.
"No, I didn't leave anyone behind, except a few friends." I said a little louder then I would have, making sure he heard me over his rambling. He nodded his head, and stayed quiet for a few minutes.
"So how did you meet Scott?" He continued as we pulled into a driveway. We all climbed out of the car and headed to the door.
"He came over with a plate of cookies; I wanted out of the house, he was the perfect excuse." Stiles grinned and turned to Scott.
"Dude, she totally used you." He laughed.
"Shut up." Scott laughed while shaking his head. We all got into the house, the door shutting lightly behind us, the lights were on, but it looked like it was only us in the house.
"My Dad's the Sheriff, he's not home a lot." I nodded my head in understanding as we climbed the stairs and went into Stiles's room. Stiles took the computer chair, and me and Scott sat on the bed.
"So tell us more about you." Scott said as he answered a text.
"You guys have to talk too you know." I said with a smile. "Like, who you been texting all night?" He smiled and got this lovey look in his eye.
"Her name's Allison, she just moved here at the start of the year." I nodded my head, taking in the information.
"What about you Stiles, got a girl.. or.. a boy?" His face looked shocked and I couldn't help but crack up laughing at his expression. "Don't look at me like that! You asked the same question!" Scott was laughing into his hand.
"He likes a girl named Lydia." Scott managed to choke out.
"Aw... too bad." I gave Stiles a grin and he halfway choked, Scott's eyes widened. "Just kidding!" I said with a laugh.
"Don't tease like that!" Stiles said with a pout, I just smiled innocently at him.
"Tell me about this Lydia." I said while leaning back on his pillows, getting comfortable. I already felt so close to these guys, which was weird, but I wasn't going to question it.
"Oh, don't get him started..." Scott mumbled. I chuckled, but kept my eyes on Stiles. He grinned like a love-sick puppy. Much in the same way Scott did.
"She's the most popular girl in school, beautiful, incredibly smart, but acts stupid so people will like her-"
"Why haven't you gone for her?" I asked while tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. Scott slightly leaned over towards me.
"He's been in love with her since the third grade, but she's dating this really big jerk named Jackson." Stiles frowned and I found it to be contagious seeing as how my lips turned into a frown while I looked at him.
"That blows." I said easily. Stiles nodded, and then cleared his throat.
"You going to Beacon Hills high?" I nodded my head.
"Starting my Junior year late."
"Whoa! You're older then us!" Stiles exclaimed, Scott's eyebrows shot up as he turned to look at me as well.
"I am?" I questioned dumbly staring at the both of them. They nodded.
"We're sixteen." Scott said.
"Oh, I just turned seventeen a few weeks ago."
"You don't look seventeen." Stiles said eying me.
"I get that a lot, cause I'm so small, right?" They both nodded. We spent the next few hours getting to know each other, I told them about my family, they told me about theirs. They told me what to expect in school. We discussed hobbies, including my amazing Left 4 Dead skills, Stiles challenged me to a game as soon as possible, I took that challenge. Before I knew it, it was midnight.
"Shit!" I exclaimed getting off of Stiles's bed and throwing my shoes back on. I glanced up at him.
"Can you drive me home?"
"You got curfew?" He asked.
"Right now, yes. New school, new town. Protective parents." He nodded in understanding and grabbed his keys and we all headed to the car. He drove me home in record time, and I thanked him and hopped out of the car.
"Do you need a ride to school?" Stiles shouted out of the door, I turned around quickly and grinned, I didn't even have to think of the answer I wanted to give.
"Yeah!" He nodded and drove off, Scott waving from the window. I smiled and trudged up the porch. Opening the door as quietly as I could. The family was sleeping in the living room while the paint dried, so I knew it was useless to be quiet.
I glanced over, the lights were still on, but everyone was laying down still awake, obviously having some family time and watching a movie. Dad looked at me with his lips pursed, Mom just shook her head.
"Told you she'd be out late." Lucas pipped up. I stuck my tongue out at him in a very mature manner. Kaylee just rolled over in her sleep.
"Hurry and get ready for bed, and don't wake your sister." Mom whispered. I nodded my head, surprised they weren't more upset and took off my hoodie, grabbing my blankets folded in the corner before spreading them out on the floor. I slept comfortably that night, this town didn't seem so bad now that I wouldn't be facing it alone.
Well, here it is, the first chapter to my Derek Hale story. I know it's kinda boring, but I gotta' ease back into writing, I haven't been writing lately as most of you know. Not only have I been having some writers block, I've had a difficult and busy summer. It's also probably boring cause I can't just jump into the action, this is not a one shot, and like any good story, you gotta' build up to the good stuff. But anyway, rambling, sorry. I really hope you guys like this story. I'm really iffy about posting it up, I was gonna' wait until I had like a million chapters written, then slowly start to post them up. But I decided to give it a shot and see if you guys even like it. Which I REALLY hope you do.
Sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes as usual. I was really tired when I wrote this chapter, and I tried my best to fix it up a few minutes ago, but dinner made me tired too! Hahaha. Anyway, thank you to all of my loyal fans who have stuck by me and have been waiting for me to get out of my funk. I am working on updating all of my stories. I'm just having a little bit of a Teen Wolf addiction problem at the moment. I have also been challenged to write a Stiles story. So I'm going to be working on that as well because I love both Derek and Stiles! Anyway, I hope you all really enjoy this chapter, let me know what you think! Read and Review!
