I take no responsibility in the genius that is Teen Wolf

Chapter 1

Tree by tree, line-by-line, car-by-car. My eyes solemnly gazed out the passenger window watching the world pass by and getting farther and farther away from her hometown in beautiful Montana.

My brother Travis sold our old ranch and bought a smaller one that just has to be in freakin California. I've always hated California, I don't know if it has to do with all the prissy, stuck up rich kids all wanting to move to California or that I can't stand half the residents living in the state but either way I never imagined that I would be living in it. At least were not living in the L.A area. Instead my big bro found a quiet town called Beacon Hills.

Now coming to California with us is our dog Wolf and being pulled along in a trailer were our horses. Mine's a gray Mustang named Cool Breeze while my bro's is a palomino American Quarter called Hot Rod. Cool Breeze is my pride and joy, my dad bought her mother at an auction where they sell worn down horses and with a lot of care and patience he was able to make her look like one of them fancy show horses. He called her Sweet Pie and soon she had a little filly. My dad gave her to me and we trained her together. Hot Rod was Travis' eighteenth birthday present after his old stud Chill Zone died from a cougar attack.

But back to the present we've been on the road for close to fourteen hours and now we were only about an hour out from Beacon. When we passed the sign "Beacon Hills 50 miles" I let out an exaggerated groan to which my brother responded with a frustrated sigh.

"Come on Lucy, Cali ain't that bad. We're livin' in the Red Wood forest, and I've already seen the ranch it's on a beautiful piece of land with amazin trails to ride on. We can start boarding horses and maybe even give a few riding lessons."

I shook my head and continued to gaze out the window. "I still don't see the reason why we had to leave Stoneymill?" My question was barely audible so normal people wouldn't hear but my brother was able to pick up on everything I said.

"I've told you, the news about us brought too much attention on us. And that attention might attracted unwelcome guests to our ranch." I signed with defeat and the rest of the car ride was carried on in silence.

Somehow I must have fallen asleep for the next thing I new I was being shakin' awake by my brother. "Hey we're in Beacon Hills, I wanted to fill up the truck before we get to the house. Why don't you let Wolf stretch his legs"?

I tiredly shook my head and stumbled out of the truck. Who knew that fifteen hours of sitting would make a girl so tired? Yawning I grabbed Wolf's leash and clipped it on his collar. Wolf happily jumped out and I led him over to the grass area of the gas station. While Wolf was sniffing around looking for a spot to do his business I lazily watched the (very) light traffic wiz on by.

One car though particularly caught my attention as it pulled off the road and into the gas station. It was a black charger with dark tinted windows. The car parked in front of one of the pumps and the driver slid out.

I'll tell you if I was any other girl I would probably be drooling like a dump struck moron but since I'm not I wasn't impressed by this stud's good looks. Even though I was kinda far away with my amazingly good eyesight I could make out his facial features. A strong jaw, light skin, black spiky hair along with greenish yellow eyes that I'm guessing just draws girls right into their depths.

Now this may be just a wild guess but apparently this guy's favorite color is black. He had on black jeans and a black leather jacket along with shoes that were (you guessed it) black. The only thing that was black was his white shirt underneath the jacket, which just barely showed that this guy has very well toned muscles.

Along with my increased eyesight I also had a very good sense of smell. So I was able to make out his scent. A mixture of cow leather, testosterone, and smoke seemed to cling around him despite the almost overpowering smell of gasoline.

He raised his eyes to lock on with mine and I could tell there was a guarded look to them. Like they were hiding many secrets. I rolled my eyes and laughed to myself. Typical, just five minuets in this stupid town and I've already seen your stereotypical bad boy.

Seeing that Wolf was done I tugged on his leash and led him back to the truck. All the time I felt the guy's eyes on me. Ignoring him I opened the back door and let Wolf jump up, then I slid into the passenger seat and was soon joined by Travis.

He started the car and we drove out of the gas station just as two SUV's drove in. As we left the gas station behind the guy dressed in black slipped from my mind as I awaited my new house.

It was around 11:00pm by the time we arrived at the small ranch. Travis and I unloaded the horses first and led them to there new stabel. It was a decent size stabel that could probably hold eight horses with comfortable stalls. My brother must of called in a favor cause two of the stalls were already preped and the feeding bowls filled as if the stable was awaiting our arrival. Relieved that there wasn't anything to do I just led Cool Breeze into the stable that was marked hers and took of her bridle. I kissed her goodnight and was followed out by Travis.

We walked through the gate that led to the stables and up the road to the house. Even in the dark I could tell it was a small two story yellow farm house with a rap around deck and a bench swing hanging on the corner. We stomped up the wooden stairs and through the door. Inside there was a small family room with a hallway that led to the kitchen and dinning room. Also in the hallway was the bathroom, hall closet and stairs that led to the bedrooms upstairs. The movers already moved in all our furniture and boxes so all there was left to do was to unpack, which I could eagerly wait to do for tomorrow.

"See the stables and the house are just as nice as the ones back in Montana. And I already hired a helping hand to lay down some hay for the horses. Also I've made some calls and already have a few riders looking to board there horses with us. This place is perfect for us Lucy and you'll come to see this place as home and not just another Ranch."

I just simply nodded and trugged up the stairs. I found my room with my name in colorful letters painted on the door. Taking a breath I opended the door and stepped into the room. I turned on my light and gasped.

My room looked just like it did back in Stonemill. The walls were a sky blue and the white furniture set were position in the same way as they did in my old room. The same pictures and paintings were hung in the same place and my white desk was situated right under my window which was face the pasture. And on my bed there was the same pale green cover and pillows along with my stuffed horse my mom gave me when I was six. I named him Spirit after the movie that I would watch a hundred times with my parents on family movie night.

I sat down on my bed and picked up Spirit and began to stroke him as tears formed in the corners of my eyes. My brother did this all just for me. I looked around staring at each picture for a good minuet or too before moving on to the next. I came to my desk and noticed that a new picture was placed in a simple frame. I stood up and walked over to it. It was a picture of our old ranch with the rolling hills being drawfed by the snowpeaked mountains in the background. I picked up the frame and carried it back over to my bed. I laided down and must have gazed at it for hours until I finally closed my eyes and fell asleep.

A/N: So please tell me what you think so far if I get enough reviews then I'll continue my story. And I do take constructive criticism. And don't worry the next chapter will have some action in it.