I walked into my room and found Allison making my bed. "What are you doing?" I laughed as she looked up at me.

"I thought I would be helpful since you did after all let me sleep in here last night," she smiled as I tried to. "What happened now?"

"Why do you think anything is wrong?" I snapped as she looked at me with a serious face but a hint of fear.

"I…I don't know, you seem angry or something happened in the past thirty minutes," she said as I sighed and sat on my bed.

"Sorry, it's just dad put that Rylax crap in my coffee."

"Richard, you know he is only doing it for your health."

"Yeah, I wish he wouldn't. I haven't been raged for a while."

"Please, you went on a rampage the day before we left for this place remember how mom locked you in your room to let you cool down," she crossed her arms as I looked away.

"Whatever, let's just go we're going to be late," I said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to her.

"Listen, promise me you won't get into any fights or become over protective of me?"

"Allison when would…"

"Richard! Promise me?" she asked again looking into my eyes.

"Fine, I won't get into any fights and I won't be over protective of you, but if you do need my help weather you ask for it or not then…"

"That's being over protective," she said aloud. "Now let me see your arm."

"I already took care of it," I said grabbing my bag. "Like I said we are going to be late," I said walking out my room feeling my rate picking up the best feeling in the world stress before school.

"Richard, make sure…"

"Whatever," I sighed walking past my dad. He grabbed my chest and pushed me into the wall.

"Listen here, I don't want to be coming into your school because you wanted to pick a fight with someone so mind your own business," he snapped as I looked away.

"Sure, now if you don't mind we have to go," I started gridding my teeth. I walked out the front door and got in my car and started for school. Allison spent the enter ride dead silent and she had muted the radio because she didn't want to hear my music so we were driving in dead silence. That is until I heard a siren coming from like a police car or Ambulance so I pulled over and sat on the side of the road, I turned around and saw how we were the only ones on the street.

"What are you doing?" Allison asked looking through the back window seeing nothing behind us.

"You don't hear that…it sounds like a siren?" I asked her still hearing the echo in my head.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive, because I don't hear anything," she said looking at me like I was crazy.

"Don't play with me Allison you have to hear the siren it is literally blaring like it's on top of me," I said starting to scream to hear my own voice.

"Stop screaming," she said placing her hand on my chest. "Oh my God Richard are you ok, your heart is racing," she said sounding concerned as my head felt like it was going to split open. I rested my head on my steering wheel and Allison sounded really concerned for me.

"Allison, I am fine, sh, just let me…" I stopped talking because the siren had seized and I had finally come back to a relaxed state and we continued driving while Allison continued looking at me as if I was insane. Three blocks later I saw a cop car with its lights on and the cop talking to a woman who looked to be rushed.

"She's gorgeous," I said by accident aloud.

"Who?" Allison asked looking toward the pulled over car. "Richard you are really freaking me out."

"What you are telling me you can't see her," I said pointing to the driver in the car who looked to be about twenty feet away.

"She is like a hundred feet away she is all the way down the street," she raised her voice as I ignored her and got to school. The entire front of the building was empty.

"I told you we were going to be late," I said as she smiled not caring. We walked down the sidewalk and Allison's phone started ringing

"Hello? Hi mom, yes I have everything, well everything but a pen," she sighed in aggravation looking up at me as I shook my head. "I got to go, love you," she said hanging up. "You can be such a jerk sometimes," she laughed playfully smacking my chest.

"Well, I wasn't the one who forgot my things," I joked as a man stood behind us. He introduced himself and guided Allison and I into a classroom.

"Students this is Allison and Richard Argent," he said before leaving the classroom. People were starring and I pushed Allison a little and found two empty seats in the back. I pulled out my book and Allison was leaning toward me when the guy in front of her turned around and handed her a pen.

How did he know that she needed a pen? I thought to myself as Allison began smiling like she usually does when she likes something or someone. I sat in that English class for forty five minutes and I felt like my eyes were going to melt out of my head from all that reading. The bell rang and Allison leaned on her desk waiting for me. "What…what are you doing?" I laughed as she blinked blankly at me.

"Waiting for you," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, but we don't have the same class next, I have sports next," I said looking at my schedule. I took Allison's from her hand as she laughed and I looked at it to see she had creative writing next.

"I'll see you at lunch," I chuckled handing her paper back before I walked out of the room. I went to my locker and threw my books in it and closed it. I saw a nice looking girl talking to my sister and I was about to introduce myself when some guy came over and started talking to them. I down the hall when I heard some people calling at me. I turned and saw the two guys that sat next to my sister last period.

"Your Richard right?" the guy who sat right next to me asked.

"Yeah, and you are?" I asked trying to be as polite as possible. For once I didn't want to go to a school with everyone thinking I was a freak.

"Oh sorry, I am Scott and this is Stiles," he said as I nodded at the guy standing behind him.

"So, um…who are the people talking to my sister?" I asked looking at the red head.

"Oh them, that's Lydia and Jackson. Jackson is the biggest A-hole you will ever meet," Stiles said as I looked at my sister in concern while I heard Scott start chuckling. The bell rang giving me a minor headache. I had no clue why but the every sound to me was louder it was the weirdest thing I ever heard. I went to my next two classes and soon grabbed a table at lunch. Scott and Stiles had joined me and we were the only three people sitting at this table.

"So I heard you guys moved from San Francisco," Stiles said as I rolled my eyes.

"Allison, loved it there while I hated it," I laughed. "I'm actually shocked you guys are even sitting with me."

"Why, you a loner or something?"

"I used to be, everyone was afraid of me," I said not caring as I felt my arm becoming warm. I pulled my sleeve up a little and held onto the bandage forcing my arm to gain even more pain.

"Whoa, what happened to you?" Scott asked looking at my arm. I had no clue what to say. What I was in the woods and got attacked by a wolf?

"Oh yeah, that I got bit by a dog," I said as they looked at me curiously.

"What kind?" Styles asked as I closed my eyes waiting for an excuse, but noting was coming.

"A wolf," I sighed as Scott eyes became wide as if I came out with a discovery.

"I told you," he said looking at Stiles seriously.

"Wait, you guys know about wolves being…" I froze and looked at Scott and all of a sudden I had a flashback of the night before of me driving my car around someone. "You were the one standing in the street last night," I said feeling shocked. "What the hell were you doing in the street?" I asked as he stared at me blankly.

"I got attacked by a wolf last night too," he said holding his side. "I want to know something, can you hear like weird things like things you usually can't hear, or see things you can't?" he asked as I nodded.

"I don't get it at all," I said feeling slightly freaked out.

"How many times do I have to say it, there are no wolves in the woods. California hasn't had wolves in like 60 years," Stiles said as the bell rang.