Alright, loves. Here's my little Peter/OC story that I have had in my head for quite some time. I finally finished it so I figured I'd post part one to this story. There are four parts and all based on the song Play It Again by Luke Bryan. His song is quoted in the text of the story and is all his, Teen Wolf and the characters belong to Jeff Davis and the other creators. Thee only people I own are Selena, her nieces, and my cameo from my other Teen Wolf story, Matilda. I hope you all enjoy!

Sephy

"A bonfire? Seriously Derek?" Peter Hale asked as the trio of Hales walked around the large barren area, a large bonfire with people everywhere surrounding it. The beach was always a place that Peter liked to go, not that he would tell anyone. He quite liked being there. The sound of the waves breaking against the sand soothed his soul.

"You're the one who wanted to tag along, Uncle Petey," Laura Hale called playfully to her uncle. He rolled his eyes at his niece's attitude.

"Someone has to keep an eye on you both. Your mother will have my head in a jar if anything happens to either of you." Laura grinned cheekily at him, making him roll his eyes once more, trying to hide the smile that formed on his face. As the group got closer, Peter could see what was going on. A high school party was in full swing, which was something he figured given his niece and nephew's ages. There were people all over each other, as was the way when people were teenagers. This was not going to be enjoyable.

Within a few short moments, Laura was off with her friends and Derek had been pulled off to throw a football across the sand. Peter shook his head, but kept an eye on his family members. As his eyes traced over the beach once, twice, he didn't notice the young woman behind him.

"Papa Bear for the night?" Peter jumped, turning quickly before sighing as he spotted the woman. He was glad he didn't feel threatened or something bad would have happened. He would have been found out and that was never good. The female giggled, hiding her mouth behind her hand. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," she teased over the music that had been playing. Peter scoffed, unable to help himself.

"You didn't scare me."

"Of course not," she mocked, grinning at him. He looked at her, grinning himself as he looked her over. Sun-kissed skin under a white tank top and light, cut off jean shorts gleamed at him under the light of the moon and bonfire. She smiled at him, tossing her dark hair behind her shoulder as she swung her legs back and forth. She patted the place next to her. So, Peter decided to join her. He hopped up on the lowered tailgate of the truck that she occupied and grinned over at her, trying to be as suave as possible. "So which are yours?" She asked.

"Derek," he said, pointing to his nephew, "Laura," he said pointing to his niece," and Mattie," he finished, pointing to the dark haired girl with Laura. The brunette next to him raised her eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Mhm," he hummed. "Which are yours?" She paused before she grinned at him.

"Jasmine and Tabitha," she said, pointing at the two red haired girls next to Laura and Mattie.

"Huh…what a coincidence…a good coincidence," he finished. The young woman laughed, nodding her head in agreement.

"I'd say so…" There was a pause. "I'm Selena Jacobs." Peter grinned.

"Selena," he tested before he nodded his head. "Beautiful name…means moon, I believe?" He asked, trying to play dumb. She smiled, nodding her head. She was pleased he knew it.

"Peter Hale," he introduced, making her grin.

"So you're the infamous Peter Hale. I've heard many a story from my girls about you." Peter looked at her, almost scared.

"Oh?"

"Mhm. My girls have a thing for your nephew and as such, they speak of you to me quite often." Peter grinned, unable to help himself.

"Oh really? I'm too scared to know what they're saying." Selena laughed.

"Wouldn't you like to know!" She joked. Peter opened his mouth to say something, hopefully that would get her to tell him what he wanted to know before she jumped up on the bed of the truck. He blinked as she squealed with delight as though she was a child.

"Oh my God! This is my song!" She exclaimed. Peter paused, looking up at her excited form. "I've been listening to the radio all night long, sitting around waiting for it to come on, and here it is!" She stated before she started to sway her hips. She looked down at Peter, then something clicked in her eyes. "Come here, boy, I wanna dance," she told him as she grabbed his hand. Peter was speechless as she pulled him up and started to dance with him. The two fell into an absolutely perfect rhythm as the two of them danced and had fun.

It was just the one song though before the two of them collapsed in her truck bed, laughing at their playful nature.

"So this is what it's like to spend an evening with the ever so handsome and charming Peter Hale," she commented, making him smile.

"Well, it's one way to spend an evening with me anyway." Selena's jaw dropped open before she laughed, shaking her head at him.

"Who knew a werewolf could be so much fun," she stated, grinning." Peter paused, looking over at her sharply. His senses were on every end as he gazed at her. She blushed, heavily. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…um…" There was an awkward silence between the two of them.

"How did you know?" She smiled at him awkwardly, twirling a piece of her dark hair around her index finger.

"My last boyfriend was a Hunter… He told me to look for all the signs and to call him if I suspected anyone… So instead of teaching me how to defend myself, he wanted me to be his damsel in distress…" She rolled her eyes before she bit down on her bottom lip. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

"No…it's fine," he told her with a small smile. "Now there's not that…awkward secret between us." Selena smiled.

"Yeah." She leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. She pulled away and he was grinning.

"I hope they play it again."

"Play what?" Peter asked confused.

"My song."