Disclaimer: I own nothing but Amy and kind of the plot I guess? Everything goes to the great Jeff Davis.

*5 months ago*

Amy walked out of Beacon Hills high school for lunch surrounded by her new friends, she had come to Beacon Hills with her parents one month ago, and although she had dreaded moving out to the middle of no where, she was glad she had. Amy looked over to the right of her, Allison was busy gawking at Scott and whispering things into his ear. To her left, Jackson was listening to Lydia talk about her new Gucci shoes from Macy's- he looked frightfully bored. Stiles was a little ahead of them talking to Isaac and Boyd about the new lacrosse season and Erica- Erica was beside her saying something.

"-so I told him that if he wanted me to pay attention, he probably shouldn't have been talking about lacrosse!" Erica huffed, waiting for Amy to agree with her,

"Oh, yah, how could Stiles do such a thing? Ugh, an ass to the fullest. He needs to apologize," Amy looked over at Erica hoping that this was the response that she wanted, it wasn't.

"Well, I wouldn't call him an ass, but-" Erica's defense for Stiles came to an abrupt halt when a black Camaro skidded onto school property right in front of the teens. The tinted window rolled down and a growly voice came from it,

"Scott," a growl came from the car, ",this better be important."

Scott took a deep breath, "Well, yah it is Derek, 'cause well," Amy looked over at the handsome stranger, he had short dark hair and a 5 o'clock shadow starting to form, she could see the leather jacket that he was wearing and looked over at the group, everyone was wearing some kind of leather, were they getting the style from this guy? Derek was wearing black Ray-Bans but Amy didn't have to look at his eyes to know that he was annoyed. Scott and the group slowly walked over to the car, Erica grabbed Amy's shoulder pulling her with them, "She kinda knows," Scott looked over at Amy and she tried to smile at Derek, but, instead she just waved,

"Hi," she said.

"Scott," Derek yelled, slamming his car door as he went out, "are you insane? How many more people do you have to tell? Did you turn her too?" Derek was seething and Amy felt like a small child underneath his large build, Derek was at least 6'0 and looked like he was ready to murder, "What does she know?" Derek asked Scott, completely ignoring Amy.

"Well, well, she kind of, she kind of knows, maybe just about-" Scott's depressing rambling was cut off by Stiles,

"She knows everything." Stiles flinched as if he was ready for the blow to strike.

"Are you kidding me?" Derek glared at Stiles, then turned his attention to the group, "I'm sure everybody didn't just decide to tell her all of a sudden, who told her?" he growled at the group and they visibly flinched,

"I kind of turned in front of her today," Derek's head whipped around to face Isaac,

"You what?" Derek was angry, from behind his sunglasses Amy could see a flash of red,

"I turned,"

"How much did she see?"

"Well, I- she kind of saw my ears, eyes, hands and face..."

"And you decided to tell her everything? Should we just announce it to everybody?" Derek looked over at Amy and shook his head, "Get your cars, we're going to my place." Everyone nodded, except for Stiles,

"I know, that you've finished school and all that, but some of us need an education because their fathers will take a gun and shoot them through the head if they start failing classes again." Amy looked around and saw Jackson shake his head,

"Come on, if it wasn't for you pissing off Isaac, we wouldn't be in this mess, Stilinski." Stiles grumbled a bit but nonetheless agreed to go.

"You have to go too," whispered Erica, "You know, and now Derek is going to go all insane, but, don't worry. He only hurts the people in his pack, you're fine." Amy turned to her, wide-eyed. Everything was just so over-whelming, she saw Isaac change right beside her locker and now apparently there were werewolves, ex-kanima's, hunters and a pack of alpha's in Beacon Hills. What was going on? Amy nodded, taking off her sunglasses she waited for her friends to take the lead.

Derek stopped in his tracks, "What are you?" he demanded Amy,

"Um, um, I- I'm," Amy had never been so flustered before, she didn't know what was going on, sure she had been around hot guys, but Derek was different- probably because he was a werewolf, "My name is Amy." Amy smiled inwardly, good job, you spoke.

"No, what are you."

"I'm human?" Derek scowled,

"You eyes, they're blue."

Stiles snorted, "Good observation, Derek." Stiles said, "We're all really proud of you for noticing this great feat, Amy has blue eyes." Derek glared.

Isaac spoke up, "That's what we were wondering the first day we met her too, her eyes are blue, like you when you turn, we thought she was one of us, but she's not."

Derek looked at him, "You sure?" Isaac nodded,

"Completely."

"Fine. Stiles you take Amy in your car." Derek said and walked away to his car.

Amy walked over to Stiles' Jeep with Erica and Stiles while Allison hung back to say good-bye to Scott, they weren't going in the same car. Amy watched Jackson, Lydia and Boyd walk over to Jackson's Porsche and Isaac and Scott get into Derek's Camaro. Derek sped off, followed by Jackson and then finally by Stiles, who was having a little trouble starting the Jeep.

A/N: Okay! So this is it! What do you guys think of it? Reviews please? This is my first fanfic, so bear with me!