Hi guys! So this is my first Teen Wolf story. I've been wanting to do one for a while now. I've just had too many ideas and no time to write. But here we are. So I haven't written in a while so I'm a bit rusty. There may be explicit descriptions of things so I will put warnings at the top of those chapters that they apply to. I will gladly accept any constructive criticism and anyone who wants to help me with editing as I have mild dyslexia. So not everything is going to be perfect all the time! Thanks and I hope you enjoy! xx Bree
The final bell of the day rings loudly and I sigh and close my AP Biology textbook. Not like I need to read it anyways, I did the subject last semester at my old school. Heading out of the classroom I begin to make my way to my locker, which was conveniently placed next to Allison's.
Like the Vice Principal had said, a majority of our classes were all together, except for when I had Biology she had French.
Turning the corner I spy Allison at her locker putting her books away while bike boy glances at her from across the hallway with his puppy brown eyes and his friend with the buzz-cut waving his arms wildly about.
"So have you given bike boy his pen back yet?" I ask Allison as I come to a stop at our lockers. Allison jumps obviously not hearing my footsteps.
"Jesus Claire, are trying to give me a heart attack?" Allison replies clutching the strap of her bag. I snort and open my locker.
"Nope just wondering, because the way bike boy is looking at you it's kind of like a longing expression, so either he really misses his pen or he thinks you are some sort of goddess" I reply shoving my books into my locker.
"Wait why do you keep calling him bike boy?" Allison laughs
"Cause he rides a bike and some douchebag in a Porsche hit him with his door as he was tying his bike up, so I have dubbed him bike boy," I say closing my locker and leaning against it. Allison bites her lip and looks to me.
"You my friend are weird, but I'm really glad we met this morning" Allison says as she closes her locker.
"Me too" I reply with a smile. Allison smiles back and turns too look towards bike boy. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Looking at my phone I'd gotten a text from uncle Luke.
Hey Claire, its Luke. Just wondering how your first day went? I'll be picking up some Chinese for dinner on the way home from work. Talk to you later.
I smile and send a simple reply back that I'd had a good day and I'd talk to him about it once he was back at the house. It didn't feel right calling Luke's place home, maybe in time, but not just yet.
"Oh you should totally have my number right?" Allison asks as I look up from my phone. Allison searched through her bag for a few seconds before she pulls out her phone and hands it to me. "Here you add in your number" she says and takes my phone from my hand "And I'll add mine in yours" she says smiling at me. I smile back and enter in my number. Once I'd finished I handed her back her phone and she handed me mine. "There. We're now officially friends" she says smiling and putting her phone back in her bag.
"That jacket is totally killer. Where did you get it?" We both turn towards the person as we hear the voice. It was the red headed girl from my AP Biology class. She was pointing towards the jacket Allison had on.
"Oh well my mum was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco" Allison replied smiling at the girl. She then turned towards me.
"And those shoes are gorgeous, what size foot are you?" she asked me.
"Oh uhh they're a size eight" I reply
"And you two are my new best friends" she says pointing towards Allison and I with a smile on her face. Suddenly douchebag Porsche driver appears behind her and gives her a kiss. Allison and I look at one another with 'I don't know what's happening just go with it' look on our faces. Finally they stop kissing and turn towards us again.
"So, this weekend there's a party" she says
"A party?" Allison asks
"Yeah it's Friday night, you both should come" says douchebag guy giving Allison and me a smile.
"Oh, I can't it's family night on Friday. But thanks for asking" Allison replies. Well that's totally a half assed lie.
"What about you?" he asks as they all look at me.
"I- uhh, I don't know" I stumble out. Back in my old town I was the outsider. No one wanted to be my friend let alone invite me to a party. Besides high emotional situations mixed in with alcohol is not a good idea for me. Too many things could go wrong.
"You sure? Everyone is going after the scrimmage game," he says
"You mean like football?" Allison asks and he laughs.
"Football is a joke. The sport here is Lacrosse. We've won the state championship the last three years" he says but gets cut off by his girlfriend.
"Because of a certain team captain" she says fixing a small bit of his hair.
"Well we have practice in a few minutes. If you don't have anything else to do," he says. Allison looks at me and I just shrug my shoulders. This is a whole new situation for me, as if I know what to do.
"Well, I was going to…" Allison begins to say but gets cut off by the red head grabbing both Allison's arm and mine.
"Perfect. You're both coming." She says beginning to drag us down the hallway. "But first we need to stop at my locker. It can get pretty cold out there and I need my coat," she says as we all walk along one of the now deserted hallways.
"Well I have to go and get changed. See you out there" douchebag says as he gives a kiss to her head. He gives Allison and I a small smile and a nod and walks off. We continue walking and eventually stop at another locker.
"Oh I totally forgot, I'm Lydia by the way and that was my boyfriend Jackson," she says unlocking her locker and opening it.
"Oh right, well I'm Allison" says Allison
"And I'm Claire" I say still holding onto my phone which had begun to vibrate again.
"Oh here" says Lydia grabbing my phone out of my hand before I could open the text. She fiddled around with it for a while and then there was a chime coming from her bag. "There now you have my number and I have yours. What about you Allison?" she asks.
Allison hands over her phone and yet again there is a bit of fiddling before yet another chime comes from Lydia's bag. "Well let's get going. I want one of the good seats," Lydia says grabbing her coat and closing her locker. She smiles at us both and begins to walk down the hallway.
"Is this what having friends is like?" I ask Allison as we both begin to follow after her. Allison laughs and loops her arm through mine.
"I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship," Allison says grinning at me. I laugh as we catch up to Lydia.
"Come on girls. Let's not miss all the fun," Lydia says as we make our way out of the school and towards the Lacrosse fields.
"Good. We've got the good seats," says Lydia climbing up onto the bleachers with Allison and I following her. Sitting down I check my phone looking at the text I'd missed earlier when Lydia gave me her number. It was from uncle Luke again.
Can't wait to hear all about it.
Suddenly a loud whistle makes me look up. The Coach was screaming at them all to get out on the field. He then grabs one of them, whom I now notice is bike boy and pulls him aside.
"Who is he?" Allison asks also looking at bike boy.
"Him? I'm not sure who he is. Why? Lydia asks
"He's just in Claire and I's English class" Allison replies with a hint of blush on her cheeks. She then looks and me and I wiggle my eyebrows. She laughs and nudges my shoulder. "Stop it you" she says.
"I didn't say anything" I reply with a cheeky grin on my face. Turning back towards the field I notice bike boy standing in the goal looking in our direction. Finally the Coach blows the whistle and the first Lacrosse player is off.
Heading towards the goal. Where bike boy is standing clutching at his head as if he was in pain. Then the lacrosse player flings his stick forward and hurls it towards the goal. Bike boy still not paying attention looks up too late and can do nothing as the ball hits his helmet and knocks him to the ground.
Everyone except Allison and I laugh.
Finally bike boy gets up off the ground and ready's himself. Coach blows his whistle again. The next Lacrosse player takes off towards the goal. Gaining speed he finally hurls it towards the goal. But bike boy moves fast, alarmingly fast, and almost inhumanly so, and catches the ball. Everyone stares at bike boy surprised. Even bike boy looks surprised that he caught it. Coach blows his whistle and the next player takes his shot. Again and again bike boy keeps catching the ball.
"Well he seems like he's pretty good," says Allison still staring towards bike boy.
"Yeah, very good" replies Lydia staring also a bike boy with and intrigued look.
"Why do I get the feeling he isn't usually like this?" I ask but they both seem to ignore me as I turn back towards the field I now see why. Jackson, the team's captain pushes himself to the front of the line all while glaring at bike boy.
Coach blows the whistle once again and Jackson takes off. He runs forward spins and hurls it towards bike boy with a speed much faster than those who had previously tried. But yet again bike boy moves with incredible almost supernatural speed and catches the ball.
Buzz-cut boy sitting on the bench lets out a holler and jumps up waving his arms about. Lydia stands up and lets out a 'Woo!' to which Jackson turns towards her and glares. She just gives him a sly smile back. Lydia turns towards Allison and I.
"Well today has been interesting," she says. "But it's time to get going" picking up her bag she hops down from the bleachers. "See you girls tomorrow!" she waves at us and walks to the parking lot leaving Allison and I sitting there.
"Today has been so weird" I mutter to myself as I rub my forehead. Allison laughs obviously hearing me and stands up. She sticks her hand out and I grab it.
"I think it's only going to get weirder" she replies pulling me up from the bleachers.
"Probably" I say as we begin to make our way slowly towards the parking lot.
"Hey, just a fair warning. Now that my mum knows that I made a friend this morning she will fully expect you to come over and attend dinner one night" Allison says looking at me. "So please tell me you can come over one night?" Allison asks as we come to a stop in front of what I'm assuming is her car. "I mean I've never really had a sleepover before. I don't make much friends moving around a lot" she begins to start rumbling things out.
"Allison. Allison. Stop. Yes I would love to come over one night" I reply "And don't worry I've never been to a sleepover before either".
"Ok good." Allison replies letting out a sigh.
"And you should come over my place one night as well" I grin.
"Oh to meet your parents as well" Allison asks with a bright dimpled smile on her face. The grin falls off my face and I feel myself physically turning pale.
"They're uhh- they're not around anymore. I live with my Uncle" I manage to say with a lump in my throat.
"Oh my god, Claire. I'm so sorry." Allison replies with a shocked look oh her face.
"It's ok. You didn't know" I reply managing a small smile at her. She stares at me for a few seconds before pulling me into a hug. "I want you to know that you can talk to me anytime" she says pulling back from the hug. "I know we met only a few hours ago. But I've never felt so close to someone as I do with you. So if you ever need me. I'm there for you" Allison says smiling at me.
"Thank-you, Allison" I reply.
"Ok well I have to get home now. It's actually a wonder my mother hasn't called me a billion times asking where I am" she says unlocking her car. "So I'll see you tomorrow?" she says hoping in the car.
"Tomorrow" I nod at her. She gives me one last dimpled smile before closing her car door. Starting the ignition she reverses out of the parking spot and waves at me as she drives out of the parking lot. Sighing I look down at my phone and begin to make my way towards my car. Looking at the time I notice that it's 5:45pm. Uncle Luke would be home in fifteen minutes. Locking my phone I look up just in time to run into another persons body. Struggling to regain my balance I drop my phone.
"Whoa" says the voice of the person who I'd bumped into. Looking up at the person I notice that it's buzz-cut boy. Way to make a good impression to this boy I think to myself.
"I am so sorry. I didn't see you there because you're so short. Well you're not that short. You're just shorter than me. Are you ok? Did I hurt you at all?" he says all without taking a breath.
"I'm fine"
"Hey wait you're than girl from this morning. The one that heard what I was saying to Scott" he says
"Scott? Who's Scott?" I ask.
"My friend you know the one with the crooked jaw, brown eyes, was awesome in the goal at Lacrosse this afternoon"
"Oh yeah right. I'm Claire by the way" I reply holding my hand out. He looks at my hand for a solid ten seconds as if it were some weird alien form before shaking out of his trance.
"Stiles. Right I'm Stiles," he says grabbing my hand and shaking it.
"Stiles? Interesting name" I reply.
"Right yeah. Oh here you dropped your phone," He says picking it up off the ground and turning it over seeing my Batman case.
"Wait Batman. Your phone case is Batman?" he asks.
"Yeah why? Do you have a problem with Batman?" I ask
"What me no. Pssh. I love Batman" he replies waving his arms about. Looking back down at my phone the time was now 5:50pm.
"Right ok. Well I have to get going now. I'll uhh, see you tomorrow" I say taking a few steps backwards.
"See you" he replies. I send him a small smile and walk to my car. Unlocking it I jump in and start the engine. Putting on my seatbelt I reverse out of my parking spot and notice Stiles still looking at me. Giving him a wave he turns and looks around as if he were searching for someone else I could be waving at. Finally he realizes it's only him and he gives a small wave back. I put my car in drive and slowly begin to make my way back to Uncle Luke's.
What an interesting day this has been.
Well? What do you think? Yay? Nay? This was Claire and Stiles first actual interaction. Please leave a review! :)
Review from M : yay! i am looking forward the next chapter :) i want to now what claire is because she seems to be something supernatural how you wrote it and will it be a slow burn? please say yes :D sorry if there are any mistakes in my text but english isnt my main language
I'm still determining on if I should hold out as long as possible to reveal what Claire is. But then it'd be so much easier if everyone knew. So we shall see. Yes this will be a slow burn story. I really dislike stories that jump straight into it so... there is no way i'm doing that. :)
Review from fairiesxdoxhavextails: Claire Proctor, I like that name. I'm interested in where you'll take the story but as of so far I'm liking it. My only question is are there any faceclaims? Like for uncle luke and claire?
Looking forward to an update!
Yeah her name kinda has some meaning so... I'm going to try and stick to the actual plot of Teen Wolf. But I don't agree with some things or I think they should be done differently so we shall see how that goes. Faceclaims yes. For Claire I always imagine Marie Avgeropoulos and for Uncle Luke I picture Andrew Lincoln. But that's just me. I know some people like imagine other people so use whomever you feel comfortable. That's just my preference. :)
