Chapter 1, because I figured I'll make it into a story!
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Cameron's P.O.V
Ok, so just get in a taxi and go find Sheriff Stilinski and tell him that Uncle Rocky sent me. Simple enough. I thought.
I left the airport of Beacon Hills and called my taxi. Let's hope it won't cost too much seeming as I only have 50$ on me. This is going to be good for me. A new place where i can leave all THAT stuff behind me. Hopefully, no one will know what happened or why...
My thoughts were broken when the sound of a horn brought me back to reality. I started to walk towards my taxi, I felt a pull to this place already but why?
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I walked up towards the door of the Stilinski house-hold. My uncle told me he has a son, a few years older than me. His name was a weird polish name, so apparently I was suppose to call him Stiles. At the door I knocked 3 times, it's kind of a habit I have.
"COMING!" Sounded the voice of a male from inside.
I stood waiting until a boy with chocolate hair and amber eyes opened the door. I'm guessing this is Stiles.
"H-hi! How can I help you?" Stiles stutters as he looks at me. I try not to notice his pupil's dilate as he stares at me up and down. Great, another horn-dog teen boy to worry about.
"Hi! I'm here for Sheriff Stilinski, Richard sent me." I tell him, smiling gently. Let's hope he doesn't ask question's.
"Oh right! DAD!" Yep, this is defiantly Stiles.
Another man enters from round the corner. He seems to be late 40's-early 50's, give or take. This must be Sheriff Stilinski as he is wearing the Sheriff uniform.
"Oh. You must be Cameron, your uncle said you'd be here tonight." He seems friendly enough,"I'll show you to your room!"
He gestured for me to enter the house-hold. When i did I immediately sensed the mountain ash surrounding the place. Great, they know about super natural beings.
This just became a whole lot harder...