Tick…tick…tick

The sound of the old grandfather clock just outside her bedroom door and jetlag was the reason she couldn't find any sleep. Lying there, she watched as shadows from her climbing tree danced on her ceiling, the light source from the moonlight. A huge sigh escaped her lips as she sat up and ran her hands through her blonde hair, getting rid of the tangles. She glanced over to her phone and faintly saw the time across the screen.

1:30am

Deciding she wasn't going to sleep anytime soon, she clambered off her bed and quietly bounded over to her still packed suitcase, searching for her grey sneakers. Throwing on some grey, three-quarter pants, a dark blue crop top and her favourite black hoodie and her hair into a ponytail, she opened up her window and carefully climbed down the water pipe, almost stumbling from the out of practice once she hit the ground.

The smell of rain hung in the air as she started to jog down the road that snaked its way through the Beacon Hills Reserve. The rhythm of her jogging allowed her mind to wander. Today will be her first day back to school since being away for a year. The sudden move to Greece was a surprise to both her and her friends and she barely had any time to say goodbye to her best friends. The change of scenery was nice and it was a great experience living over there, but she did miss her hometown and the two mischievous boys that she has been friends with since kindergarten.

Large drops of rain fell from the sky and hit her cheeks, causing her to look up with a smile. For she loved the rain, she felt so relaxed and calm when walking in it, despite getting completely drenched. Unfortunately, because she was looking up to the sky she didn't notice what was in front of her and collided with someone. They both went down and she found herself lying on top of the chest of the stranger. A loud sorry escaped her mouth as she looked into the familiar brown eyes of Scott McCall, a grin across his face.

"Amelia?" he asked, as they clambered off the wet ground, the rain now drizzling. She could just make out his face from the now dull light of the Moon and the shadow of his hoodie.

"McCall," she said sternly, before laughing and launching herself onto him who accepted the hug despite the pain on his side. He barely recognised her without her thick-rimmed glasses. The hug lasting for a couple of minutes, taking in the ache of missing each other.

"When did you get in? What are you doing out here?" asked Scott, breaking the hug.

"Only this afternoon; I couldn't sleep so I decided to go for a jog," she explained, her smile so big her cheeks were hurting. Scott simply snorted and she responded with a light punch in his shoulder.

"Since when did you just go for a jog?" he laughed, pushing back his hood from his face.

"Hey! A lot can change in a year," she quipped back before looking at her surroundings. Tall, dark trees loomed over them making the atmosphere very eerie. The rain was starting to get heavy and Amelia knew she would need to head home soon before catching a cold.

"What are YOU doing out here? Where is your usual partner in crime?" she asked, raising her eyebrow in a joking manner.

"Stiles got caught by his dad while we were out in the reserve," explained Scott, laughing at her 'really' expression. "He heard over his dad's radio that they searching for the body that some hikers found earlier today and wanted to check it out."

"Of course he did, the little troublemaker," she laughed, shaking her head. "Then why aren't you with him, Pups?"

"Got separated; Stiles gave me a chance to not get caught," he said, smiling at her nickname for him. She had started calling him Pups at the age of 8 and the reason was because he had a puppy-looking face. Both he and Stiles chose to let it go once they realised she was going to stick with the nickname. "I ended up finding the body, lost my inhaler and got attacked by a wolf."

"What!?" said Amelia, her voice filled with concern and she stepped forward as she finally noticed the torn jumper and lifted it up to see the red bite mark. "Are you okay, Scott? You should probably get your mum to look at that."

"Yeah, I'm fine; no need to worry her. Besides, she doesn't know I'm out here," replied Scott, trying to reassure her. She simply sighed and almost jumped out of her skin when a loud howl echoed all around them. Looking at Scott with wide, curious eyes, they began to power walk back to their houses, talking about her time over in Greece. Scott noticed a huge difference in his best friend as her voice was nice and loud, not the usual mouse tone. Seems like living in Greece did wonders for her social anxiety.

"So I will see you at school?" Scott questioned when they arrived at Amelia's two story house. Memories of their childhood came rushing back and he was glad she was back for both Stiles and he missed her dearly and they could go back to being the troublemaker trio.

"Most definitely," she smiled before giving him one last lingering hug and waved goodbye as he walked back home, his figure hunched over from exhaustion. A yawn interrupted her thoughts and she carefully climbed back up to her open window; ready to have at least a few hours of sleep before school.

First chapter for Everlasting Vow! Yay! Just been re-watching Teen Wolf and decided to write a fanfic. Don't worry, my Hobbit fanfic 'A Destiny Awakens' will still be updated.

Please review and let me know what you think. New chapter will come tomorrow. Until then, good night readers x