This is the first in a new series of oneshots about my OC in the Teen Wolf universe. It will eventually be a Stiles x OC storyline. Any reviews or criticism are very welcome :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Skyler and her family.

Welcome to Beacon Hills

The road was slick with recent rainfall. It was also dark. This combination was not good for driving, especially along a narrow forest road that Skyler was unfamiliar with. Beacon Hills was ridiculously covered with thick woodland which was both good and bad. On one hand, Skyler could find some new running trails, on the other hand, it would take ages to find her way around.

Skyler looked out the window, her mind wandering to the thought of her mother. She would've loved Beacon Hills, the preserve, the lookout point that gave an amazing view of the entire town, the diners, bowling alley and the unhealthy obsession with lacrosse. She took a deep breath, feeling her eyes begin to fill with tears, and dragged her attention to the radio of her car. It was quite old, a 67 Chevy Impala, so the radio had an awful habit of refusing to work. She took one hand off of the wheel, fiddling with the tuner, stopping on a station playing All Time Low's 'Backseat Serenade'.

Skyler sang along at the top of her voice, moshing her head to the beat. As the song ended, her phone began to blare Aerosmith. She checked it and saw her dad's name flash across the screen. Skyler swiped sideways and put her phone onto loudspeaker, throwing it onto the seat next to her.

"Hey, Nick."

"Hey, sweetheart," her dad replied, his voice sounded tense. It was probably the fact that his own daughter had referred to him as Nick.

"What d'you want?" Skyler glanced down at her phone. It was nearly eleven, she hadn't even gotten to her dad's house, she had to move her stuff in, and be ready for her first day of school in the morning.

"I wanted to make sure you were alright. I felt bad that I wouldn't be able to be at home when you get there. but you know this work thing is urgent... Rebecca will be there."

Skyler looked out the window. She was passing the entrance of the preserve now. There was a baby blue Jeep park there, and a few men in police uniforms milling around. Her attention was drawn back to her phone by an irritating little voice issuing from it.

"Sky? Sky, can you hear me?"

"That's all I need, Nick. Your bitch of a girlfriend welcoming me with open arms."

Skyler reached down and grabbed her phone, hanging up on Nick and letting out a frustrated sigh. She closed his eyes for a second squeezing them shut and exhaling heavily. She opened her eyes and focused them back onto the road.

"Holy shit!"

Skyler slammed on the brakes. There was what looked like a giant, hulking wolf crouched in the middle of the road. The car spun wildly, sliding across the road and eventually coming to a stop when the passenger side slammed into a tree. She was hunched over the wheel, almost hyperventilating. After a few minutes, she shakily took her hands off the wheel and opened the car door. She walked slowly around to the other side of the car, inspecting the damage.

"Fuuuuck."

The whole side of the car was caved in. This was going to be nearly her entire savings to fix. Skyler stood at looked at the car for a few minutes, fighting back tears of immense frustration and exhaustion. After another four or five minutes of staring at the car, hoping it would miraculously fix itself, she decided to walk back up to where she had seen the policemen. It was only about a quarter of a mile up the road.

Skyler gathered her essential's from the car. Phone, purse, keys, backpack. She was petrified of the dark, but she took off up the road anyway, knowing it was her only chance of getting anywhere was if she reached the men in uniforms. The first thing that she noticed was that the Jeep was gone. It was a shame, cause that car was a real beauty.

"You all right ma'am? Do you need any help?"

Skyler turned to face a young, handsome man in a deputy's outfit. His name badge read 'Parrish'.

"Uh, yeah, actually."

She told the deputy her story, including the part about the giant wolf. He replied that there hadn't been wolves in California in 60 years, but was otherwise quite helpful. He even offered to take her home once he was finished there, but the Sheriff insisted that he would as, apparently, he knew he father and his house was on the way to the Sheriff Stilinski's.

The Sheriff was a kind man, with comforting eyes and a warm smile. Skyler felt comfortable being in the car with him. He was the kind of father she would want if she could choose her own family. They stopped at her car to pick up anything she would need for the next day.

"So..." Skyler started, "Why were you guys out in the preserve tonight?"

"I can't really discuss the details of a case with you," the Sheriff chastised gently, with a smile, "How about a change of subject? Why did you move here?"

"I wanted to be closer to my dad."

That used to be true when she was younger, maybe, but now... She wasn't sure.

"And my, uh, my mom passed away. Car accident."

The Sheriff was silent for a while. His eyes fixed on the road ahead.

"I'm very sorry for your loss. I have a son about your age," his voice sounded thick, like he had a lump in his throat, "My wife passed when he was around ten."

"I'm sorry."

The conversation in the car died out. It wasn't uncomfortable, just quiet. Skyler began to recognise the streets as she got closer and closer to her dad's house. She didn't want to have to leave the car where she felt warm and safe, and have to go into the house and deal with her dad's girlfriend.

"So, are you going to be going to Beacon Hills High?"

"Yeah, yeah I am," she snapped out of her daze, "I'm gonna be starting tomorrow."

"My son goes there. He's starting his sophomore year tomorrow," the Sheriff told her as they swung into her dad's driveway, "His name is Stiles, you need anything, you can go to him."

"Thanks, I'll have to keep that in mind."

Skyler climbed out of the car and grabbed her two duffel bags and her backpack. The Sheriff got out of the car too, and stood next to her. He pulled a card out of his pocket and handed it to her.

"That has my personal cell number, call me if you ever need help, or anything else."

"Thanks again, Sheriff."

Skyler stood in the driveway and watched the Sheriff climb back into his patrol car and take off down the road. She dragged herself up to the door, groaning internally. She would now have to deal with Rebecca, and also have the agonising job of calling her dad and explaining that she had wrapped her car around a tree in the middle of nowhere. That would be fun.

She pulled her keys out of her pocket before realising that she didn't have one for her dad's house yet. It was just gone midnight, the lights were all off and Rebecca was definitely asleep. Skyler rolled her eyes, knowing she would have to wake her dad's girlfriend up to let her in. She began to knock as quietly but as firmly as possible. It took nearly five minutes of knocking before she saw a light go on upstairs. She braced herself for the conversation that was to come, and then realised something else. She was without a car for the next week at least, meaning she would have to ask Rebecca for a lift to and from school.

The front door creaked open slowly, and Skyler rolled her eyes as she heard Rebecca's familiar shriek.

"Skyler!"

Skyler slid through the front door, wanting nothing more than to just roll into bed and never get up again. She could feel Rebecca watching her from the front door, but she kept walking. She went up the stairs and into the room she knew had been designated for her. The only items of furniture in the room were a bed and a desk. Skyler threw her bags on the floor, kicked off her Converse and fell onto the bed, still wearing her shorts and t-shirt. She lay on her back, staring at the ceiling. She could her Rebecca climbing the stairs and closing the door of her own room, and outside Skyler swore that she heard a wolf howling. She closed her eyes and rolled onto her side.

"Welcome to Beacon Hills," she thought.