Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of the characters. Teen Wolf is the property of MTV. I own only the OC Cassidy Daniels and her family/friends.

Hey peeps! Enjoy this chapter, should be longer than the first… Does anyone remember what the high school the Teen Wolf characters go to? I know I've seen it on signs and stuff in the show, but I can't remember. Oh, thanks sooooooooo much for reviewing the first chapter. You all receive imaginary cookies! This chapter is rated T for mild language and some mild adult themes/violence.

I'm sure you'll enjoy your new life here in Beacon Hills…Cassi tuned out. She was sitting in the fake leather seat of the principal's office, her first stop of the day. Being the newest student meant she had to sit through the principal's spiel about how great the school was. So far, it looked no different than any other high school. ...And now I will escort you to homeroom, stated the principal, snapping Cassi out of her daydream. She dutifully followed the man in the suit to her new homeroom. She stepped to the front of the room. Class, please welcome Cassidy Daniels, the newest member of our class. Cassi looked down. A burning filled her cheeks, and she knew she was blushing as she adjusted her powder blue messenger bag. Why don't you take a seat next to Miss Argent? Cassi hurried to her seat, head down. As soon as the principal left she glanced at the girl to her right. I'm Alison, said the girl with a grin; I'm the former newbie. Cassi smiled, Cassidy, but everyone calls me Cassi. I love your shirt, said Alison. Thanks, Cassi said, surprised. Most people thought her shirts were weird, because she made them herself. Miss Argent and Miss Daniels, do you have anything to contribute? No, sir, Cassi stated with a smile at her new friend. She concentrated hard for the rest of class. Briiiiinnnnng! Cassi quickly gathered her things and rushed out of the room. She pulled out her binder and flipped through the pages, looking for her very elusive schedule. Suddenly, she was on the ground, her books scattered around her. Dammit, watch where you're going! She yelled at whoever had knocked her over. She looked up at a boy who would've been very attractive to her had he not just made her late for science. Sorry, he gasped. He scrambled to help her pick up her books. Stiles come on! A boy stood across the hallway and beckoned to the boy Cassi now knew as Stiles. Stiles stood up and backed away from the death glare Cassi shot at him. Moron, she thought as she picked up the books and hurried off to class.

Cassi shouldered her bag and grabbed a tray. Lunch was always her least favorite time of the day. She loaded her tray with the unappetizing mess that never seemed to change, no matter how many times she switched schools. She spotted Alison, and wandered towards that side of the room, hoping she would be invited to join their table. Cassi, come sit with us! Alison called to her. Cassi smiled gratefully, and took the spot to Alison's left. This is Lydia, Jackson, my boyfriend Scott, and…this is Stiles. Cassi swung her head around to stare into the eyes of the boy she'd yelled at earlier. She could tell he recognized her too. We've met, he said. I hope there are no hard feelings about earlier. I was just really stressed out, she said. We're cool, he said with a grin. Cassi swore she felt sparks when he smiled at her. She tore her eyes away from him a few seconds later, and looked at the other people sitting with her. She struggled to chew the severely undercooked spaghetti. Nobody else had seemed to notice the awkward moment, and she focused on the conversation.

After her last class she unloaded her locker, and prepared to leave. As she shoved her books into her bag, she felt a presence behind her. She whirled around and stared into the eyes of a football player. I'm Nathan, he said, smirking. I noticed that you're a newbie, and I'd be happy to show you around. In fact, he traced a finger around her cheekbone, there's a party tonight I'd be happy to show you to. He leaned in to whisper in her ear, and maybe you'll show me what's under that pretty little dress. Firecrackers of anger went off in her brain, and Cassi gritted her teeth, and brought her knee up hard between his legs. She grabbed his arm and pressed him up against the locker. If you ever talk to me like that again, you will lose this arm. Got it? She growled at him. Got it, he squeaked, and scurried away. Cassi chuckled as she walked outside. Stiles, who'd seen the whole thing with Scott, stared in disbelief. Cassi is one kickass chick, he said admirably. Cassi hopped in her red Volkswagen, and peeled away. She settled into the comfortable seat as she drove home. I just can't get him out of my mind, she thought to herself as she pictured Stiles' large, expressive eyes.