Home at last, the place I would have grown up in if it wasn't for the horrible fire that had taken place killing most of our family. The only ones I knew for sure that were still alive to this this day other than me was my older brother Derek and my older sister, the Alpha, Laura that Derek's looking for. I've never left my brother's side since the fire, so the two of us are extremely close, even though we appear to be polar opposites.

Derek doesn't want me worrying about the whole family issue and the whereabouts of our sister. All I ever found out about the fire is that it happened and our family died. I don't know how or why someone would a start fire at our house but I feel like Derek does. Derek is that kind of guy that just has that vibe that he knows more than he ever lets on.

Oh well, I know he won't tell me and it doesn't bother me too much. I've honestly have just accept that shitty things are going to happen in the Hale's life and there's nothing we can do to change it. Honestly, I'm glad to be back here even though I don't remember much and our home is completely charred, it still has the homey feeling, well at least this town does. The house itself brings back good memories of the family but also nightmares knowing they all perished in the house. Derek wants us staying at this house until we find Laura though, so that's where we'll stay. I hope that's not long because they're nothing in this house. I guess I'll have to find some places to crash at sooner or later.

Right now, I'm on my way to my first day of school and I'm actually excited to be back at a school. Hopefully things won't head south like they did back at my old school. Even thinking about my old school brings back terrible memories that I really rather not talk about ever. Let's just a teen wolf is not the best thing to be around when she's lashing out.

Six years ago before the fire, I was ten years old and I didn't go to school, I was home schooled, part of it was my choosing and the other half was that I didn't have an anchor. My family figured it was best to keep me home rather than taking me out of school every time during the full moon.

"Dakota, are you sure about this? I understand if you don't want to go back. I know how you feel. My whole life felt like it was falling apart when I…" he started to say but I didn't want to hear any of it.

"Derek! Please, don't talk about it alright? You know how I feel about it. It's a new school and I'll find a new anchor soon and everything will be okay," I was lying to myself, it wasn't going to okay.

"I don't see why you need someone as your anchor, why does it have to be romantically? Teenagers are bound to break hearts and you're only going to get yourself into more trouble," Derek told me as he pulled up into the parking lot and I practically jumped out of my seat to get out of the car slamming the door behind me.

"I just do Derek, alright. I can't be like you and have an emotion as an anchor," I said feeling angry not at Derek but at myself. I was the one that was weak latching on to someone, so I wouldn't lash out. The full moon isn't for a couple more days, I'm hoping to find an anchor by then or at least a fill in.

"Dakota, please don't get upset. You'll figure out a more stable anchor sooner or later. I know you will. Have a good day at school, okay? You can do that right?" He asked me being sweet for a minute. I was the only person that could bring that side out in him and when I did, it was adorable to see him being a loving and caring big brother.

"Yes, I'll be fine for today. The biggest worry I have today is finding my classes and where to sit at lunch," I answered him forcing a laugh as he gave him a quick nod and then drove off as I waved goodbye.

Breathe Dakota, you're not going to lash out on anyone. It's not your time of the month yet.

That phrase takes on a whole new meaning for a werewolf, doesn't it? Most girls gets cramps, don't understand why they feel like dying, and get a little feisty during their time of the month. No, I can't have that, I have break out into a horrible beast that could rip your heart out. Although, I've come close to seeing a girl do that during her time of the month when a guy asks her if she's on her period.

Anyways, totally not important. The thing that is in important is finding new friends and classrooms. I was told I could have the vice principal show me around the school but I decided to opt out of it. I have time to explore the school so I was going to use that time.

As I was approaching the school, I saw two boys standing in the middle of the walkway and they were checking out the kid's injury. Being the nosy and curious person I am, I decided to check out what was going on. The one with the wound noticed I was walking his way and his heart started racing as his friend turned around and then the other kid's heart raced.

The one had a darker complexion compared to his pasty white friend and big puppy dog looking brown eyes. Actually, he had this lost little puppy feel about him and it was adorable. The other was scrawnier than the other. He had dark brown hair, beautiful light brown eyes, and little moles all over his face. He has a buzz cut which somehow added to this dorky vibe I was getting from him.

"Oh, sorry. I was just interested in your gash. Wow, that sounds weirder than I meant it to be." I laughed and I knew I was just embarrassing myself. "Let me start this over, I'm Dakota, I'm new and the two of you just caught my eye," I told them as the dorkier one was looking at me in awe.

"Scott McCall. The gash is actually a bite from a wolf or something," the one with the bite explained to me.

"Wolf? Why do you think wolf?" I asked knowing there's no way that's a wolf bite. We're in California, there's no wolves here, just werewolves.

"I heard howling. Stiles doesn't think it's a wolf though," Scott said pointing to his friend. Stiles heart was still beating quickly. It must be anxiety. I know the feeling.

"There's no wolves in California. Scott we can talk about this incident later alright," Stiles told him like he didn't want me to hear their conversation or something. "Anyways, Dakota can I call you Kota or Kody?" He asked randomly.

"If you want me to hit you every time you say it sure, go right ahead. It's just Dakota," I explained to him and he nodded.

Was I coming off too harsh? Oh god, why did I threaten him like that. I'm such a loser.

"Dakota, mind if I see your schedule? You might need help getting around. Our school really doesn't make it easy to find any classroom," Scott said as I handed him my schedule. "Great, you have English with us first period. Come on we'll show you where that is," Scott said grabbing my hand guiding me through the halls, letting go halfway through realizing how awkward it was for the both of us. "Sorry about that," he said forcing a smile as Stiles trailed behind us.

As we were walking, I heard talk about a dead body found in the woods last night. I didn't get to hear much about it, just bits and pieces from different conversations. I didn't know what it was about but I bet Derek did.

We made it to the classroom where the teacher introduced me and I took my seat in the back next to Stiles. His heart beat was calm now, that was until I tapped him on the shoulder. It was me, I was causing his heart to race. He's such a dork but it's kind of sweet. Other than his heart beat he jump a bit and turned his attention to me.

"Sorry to bother you, do you happen to have an extra pencil? My brother rushed me this morning and I guess I forgot the most important thing for school," I told him with a smile and he nodded handing me a spare of his as I thanked him.

"No problem, hey I know it's not for a couple more periods but you're welcomed to each lunch with me and Scott, if you want that is," he told me and I could tell he was all flustered.

"Thank you Stiles, I'll have to take you up on that offer," I replied as the teacher talked about the dead body, for some reason, I just wasn't interested in this whole thing. I was more interested in the dorky boy sitting next to me.

As the teacher was rambling on about the findings of the body, the vice principal and a girl walked in. I could smell her scent from here and it was heavenly. She was absolutely stunning and took my breath away. Looking over at Scott, she had the same effect on him. Who can blame him though?

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome," the vice principal said before leaving and she took her seat in front of me. Scott turned around handing her a pen for some reason and the look on his face was absolutely adorable. I don't think I've ever seen love at first sight but there you have it ladies and gentlemen. I'm guessing she's off limits then, what a shame. That doesn't mean I can't get to know her.

I waited until the bell rang for next period to talk to her before she left the classroom. "Allison, right?" I asked tapping her on the shoulder as she turned her attention to me and gave me a nod. "Dakota, I'm new here too, so I was thinking we could stick together. You know, if you want," I told her hoping I didn't come across creepy.

"Sure, that'd be fine. Trust me, I know how hard it is to make friends on the first day. I've actually move around a lot so I'm used to it. I've got Biology next how about you?" She said as I looked down at my schedule and guess, what I had Biology.

"Same, I just have to head to my locker really quick since I didn't go there this morning if that's alright with you. Scott told me it was on the way to the science wing anyways. He was the guy sitting in front of you," I explain and she said that was alright. Somehow I managed to remember everything Scott said to me as we were walking to first period and where everything was.

"Scott, you're friends then?" She questioned as we walked out of the classroom and to my locker.

"Well that depends on what you mean by friend. If you're considering me your friend right now, then yes Scott and I have the same relationship as you and I do. I'm as close as you can be with a person you just met an hour ago," I stated and she laughed a little.

"I understand completely what you mean but yeah, you can call me a friend," Allison told me making me feel at ease with this first day. She's not anchor material but friend material definitely. As I was putting things in my locker I noticed Scott over by the other section of lockers and Allison and him were smiling at each other.

"Ah, young love. Isn't it wonderful?" I muttered to myself but Allison didn't hear it or chose not to acknowledge it.

"That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it?" Someone asked talking to Allison and when I turned around, I saw literally, the most beautiful red headed girl I've ever come into contact with. She was definitely anchor material.

Chill Dakota, you're gayness is showing.

"My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco," Allison answered her.

"You're the one that I saw talking to Scott and Stiles this morning right?" She asked me and I nodded. "You two are my new best friends." Bold, I love it.

"Well then, I'm Dakota and this Allison. We're both new, separate places though. And you're name would be?" I asked wondering what beautiful name could belong to a wonder like that.

"Lydia Martin. Hey, Jackson," she said as Jackson came up behind her, putting his hands around her and kissing her.

Dammit, not anchor material.

"Hey, I saw you this morning you were the one talking to McCall and Stilinski. Why would you hang out with them?" Jackson asked me and you tell by just one look that he was full of himself. Incredibly attractive and gifted with a perfect jawline though, so I guess I can overlook the arrogance. Stilinski though. Stiles Stilinski, what a cute name.

"I just ran into them. We started a conversation and the rest is history," I explained to them smiling as I looked over at Scott and Stiles who were by their lockers. Scott was looking at me like he could hear my conversation.

He's starting to scare me. What if that bite was actually from a wolf? A werewolf that is. No, I'm being paranoid. Our sister would bite anyone, unless there's another alpha out there. No, he's not a werewolf and that's final. I just need to dismiss that thought completely.

"But you're so pretty," Lydia told me and I didn't see why I couldn't hang out with Stiles and Scott because of that.

"Thank you," I responded blushing a bit. That actually meant something coming from someone like Lydia.

"So you agree?"

"What?" I asked confused at what she was getting.

"You think you're really pretty?"

"Oh… I don't know," I responded as this conversation was becoming awkward but everyone else seemed calm. "Well, we've actually got to get to class. We'll talk to you later. Nice meet you too," I said grabbing Allison's hand as we walked past Stiles and Scott who were talking to some girl.

"Can someone tell me how new girls are here all of five minutes, and they're already hanging out with Lydia's clique?" The girl asked and I'm guessing Lydia was as big as a deal as I saw her as.

"Dakota is really hot, I mean look her. Beautiful people herd together," Stiles said quiet enough so Allison didn't hear it but with my werewolf super senses, I heard every last word. I blushed and that got me thinking.

Could Stiles be a potential anchor?