Hey everyone! I wanted to thank everyone who followed, added to favorites and reviewed this story! I am very excited about it, so I will probably update it regularly.
To the reviewers:
Payton: thank you! I think they are cute too, and they will be even cuter in the future.
Guest: I don't want to disappoint you, so no, Emma will not be a werewolf! I think this show already has too many werewolves. But she will be a supernatural creature. Don't worry, there will be no glowing eyes, fangs, claws or healing powers, and she will not accept being supernatural easily! It will be a very bumpy road. Her "power" will be purely mental. I have spent a lot of time thinking whether or not she was going to stay human or not, but in the end, I really like what kind of creature she is. Also, I created this creature, so she will be 100% original. Regarding her being the main character, she kind of is, but I'm writing the story from the perspective of all characters, just like the show! So each character is the main one. I hope you continue to read my story!
Please keep in mind that English is not my first language, so if you see any mistake, please do tell me! Now, onto the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, Jeff Davis does. I only own Emma and her family, the plot and any supernatural creatures you don't recognize.
The Stilinski household is mostly quiet that night. It was the last day of summer before the first day of sophomore year begun for Emma and Stiles.
Sheriff Stilinski had just left after a last minute call from the station and Stiles being Stiles had of course heard the call. A body had just been found on the woods by two joggers, but the best part was that there was only half a body. Being the little troublemaker that Stiles was, it was obvious he was going to the woods, but he wasn't going without his two sidekicks, Emma and Scott.
Leaving his room, he made his way to his best friend's, and crush for about all his life, room. The door was, unsurprisingly closed as it had been most of the summer. Stiles hadn't seen Emma since the beginning of their summer vacation, and he hoped he could spend some time with her, at least before school started.
Knocking on her door, he had no response. Slowly turning the knob, he gently opened the door, finding the room empty. He could hear music coming from the bathroom, so he went that direction.
"Emma?" He asked, knocking on the bathroom door. The music stopped, and Emma opened the door just a little, enough so that she could see Stiles and he could see only her eyes.
A smile came to both their faces, just from looking at the other. She didn't want him to know, but Emma went through a makeover this summer with the intention of impressing Stiles. She finally took off her braces, had a decent haircut and all pimples and blackheads were gone. She had also bought new clothes with the money she yearned in her summer job at the local bookstore. Emma wanted it to be a surprise, so she would wait until the first day of school to finally show herself to Stiles.
Stiles and Emma had been each other's crush for most of their lives, but they were too shy to tell the other. They showed it with little actions, but still had their doubts.
"Hi Stiles" Emma said, her smile still on her face.
Stiles couldn't help but broaden his smile, looking down briefly. "Hey." There was a beat of silence, until he spoke again. "So, dad just left. Dispatch called, they just found a body on the woods. Well, half a body actually."
"Really?" Emma was excited. She was just as much a troublemaker as Stiles. Then, her smile fell and a frown found its place on her face. She made a promise to herself that she would surprise Stiles only on the first day of school, so unfortunately she would have to sacrifice her fun. She only hoped that Stiles didn't think that she was avoiding or neglecting him. "I can't", she bit her lip. "I have to get some things ready for school". Stiles' face fell. Seeing this, she quickly added "But you should definitely go. You can tell me all about it tomorrow"
Stiles nodded, disappointed, and turned to leave. Before he could leave her room, Emma called him back. "Hey, I know we haven't spent much time together this summer, but I promise we will hang out again. I promise". The corners of his mouth lifted a little and he nodded, turning again and leaving.
As soon as he had left, Emma closed the door again and turned to her sink counter, where many hair and skin products were displayed. Sighing, she continued her routine.
The next morning, when Stiles woke up, Emma had already left for school. He really hoped she would stop avoiding him like she had been doing all summer. When he walked into the kitchen, he saw a plate full with warm pancakes and a little note.
"Stiles, your dad and I already left. I promise I will see you at school. I made some pancakes, I hope this can make up to you for last night. Love, Em"
"It doesn't completely makes up for last night, but it is definitely a start", Stiles thinks, chewing the pancakes. Thank God for Emma. Since his mother died when he was ten, it was only him, his Dad and Emma, and since neither of the men knew how to cook, this responsibility fell to Emma, bless her heart.
After finishing his breakfast, he washed the dishes, which was the least he could do, and left for school.
At the school, Scott is just showing his bite to Stiles.
"It was too dark to see much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf." Scott said.
Stiles doubts it. "A wolf bit you? Uh-huh. No, not a chance"
"I heard a wolf howling." Scott replies as they start walking to the entrance of the school.
"No you didn't. California doesn't have wolves, okay?" Stiles says laughing a little. "Not in like 60 years."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. There are no wolves in California." Stiles says, stopping walking.
"All right, well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not going to believe me when I tell you I found the boy" Scott says, wanting to change the subject.
"Are you kidding me?" Stiles asks excited.
"No, man, I wish. I'm going to have nightmares for a month."
"Oh God, this is freaking awesome."
The bell rings and both boys start walking to the hallways and in the direction of their class, until Scott stops Stiles with a hand in his shoulder.
"Hey Stiles, is that Emma?" Scott asks bewildered.
Sure enough, Emma is by her locker getting her books, but there is something different with the girl that grew up with Stiles and Scott. Stiles' jaw drops to the floor at the sight. He always thought she was pretty, but now she is beautiful. Instead of the usual jeans and t-shirts that hid her figure, she wore a skirt and a flowy blouse with flats. Her hair is a shorter than it was before, coming only to mid back, and it also looks healthier. She is also wearing makeup, and this is what surprised Stiles the most.
When she sees the boys, she smiles, and they notice her braces are gone.
"Hi Scott" she greets him with a bright smile, but when she greets Stiles, her smile becomes shy. She knows her objective was met, because Stiles can't stop looking at her.
"H-hey, Emma" Stiles greets her, leaning into the locker beside hers, trying to act "cool", but almost falls. She lets out a giggle at that. "Hum, I think we should probably go to class" he continues, and without waiting for an answer, he starts walking in the direction of their first class of the day and the year, English.
When they arrive in the classroom, the three of them find places in the back, so that they can talk and pass notes without being noticed. Stiles and Scott sit side by side, while Emma sits behind Stiles, leaving the seat beside her free.
"As you all know, there was indeed a body found in the woods last night." The teacher starts. Listening this, Emma leans forwards and whispers in Stiles's ear "did you find it?"
He shivers at her proximity, but answers "no, we bumped into dad, but Scott found it." The three share a glance before listening to the teacher once more.
"… But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester." The class goes silent while the students read the syllabus.
The teacher is about to start the class when the principal enters the room with a new student. "Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." He then leaves the room, leaving Allison to find the only spare seat in the room, behind Scott and besides Emma.
As soon as the new girl seats, Scott turns around and gives her a pen. She looks confused for a moment, but accepts it with a smile nonetheless.
Emma quickly writes a note and passes her.
"Hi, my name is Emma. If you need anything, you can come to me J"
Allison reads the note and relief passes through her. It looks like it won't be difficult to make friends in Beacon Hills after all. She quickly smiles to Emma, mouthing a "thank you" and goes back to paying attention to the class.
As soon as the last bell rings, Allison and Emma, with whom the girl was rapidly making a friendship, walk together to their lockers, which are, coincidently, right next to each other. They talk excitedly as Allison drops her last book of the day at her locker, but Allison loses attention when she sees Scott at the other side of the hallway looking at her. They share a small smile until Lydia, queen B of the school, approaches the two girls.
"That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it?" She asks.
"My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco," Allison explains. Lydia makes a "huh" sound and turns to Emma, tilting her head to the side. "Do I know you?"
Emma shyly answers "Y-yeah, I'm Emma Nixon, we've studied together since first grade?"
If Lydia seems surprised, she doesn't show. "How have I never noticed you before? Never mind", she shakes her head. "I love you outfit, and you two are my new best friends" She smiles.
"Hey, Jackson" Lydia smiles to her boyfriend, kissing him.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, a girl approaches both Stiles and Scott. "Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of five minutes and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique. An how come Emma is there too?"
"Because she's hot. Beautiful people herd together. I mean, have you seen Emma this year?" Stiles answers and gets this faraway look in his eyes, daydreaming about her.
"So, this weekend, there's a party" Lydia starts.
"A party?"
"Yeah, Friday night. You should come." It is Jackson that answers.
"Uh, I can't. It's family night this Friday. Thanks for asking." Allison says.
"You sure? I mean, everyone's going after the scrimmage."
"You mean like football?"
"Football is a joke in Beacon. The sport here is lacrosse. We have practice in a few minutes. That is, if you don't have anywhere else…"
"Well, we were going to…" Allison starts, pointing to her and Emma, but Lydia interrupts her.
"Perfect, you two are coming." She then proceeds to drag the two brunettes behind her in direction of the lacrosse field.
Sitting on the bleachers, the three girls are talking while practice doesn't start.
"Emma, you are going to the party, right?" Lydia asks.
"I think so… Can I take someone?" She asks, her mind going to Stiles, sitting in the reserve bench.
Lydia shrugs. "Of course you can". Emma smiles at her.
Emma then groans, realizing Scott is going to be on goal, even if he has never played before. By now, the two other girls also have their attentions on the field.
"Who is that?" Allison asks.
"Him? I'm not sure who he is," Lydia answers her. "Why?"
"He's in my English class."
"That's Scott, mine and Stiles's best friend. I can set you two up if you wanted." Emma says with a small smirk and Allison blushes.
And that is when Scott is hit by a ball on the face.
Fortunately, after that, Scott starts to catch ball after ball.
"He seems like he is pretty good"
"Yeah, very good." Emma and Lydia say at the same time, though Lydia is impressed and Emma is confused. Since when has Scott become so good at lacrosse? He sucked last year!
When Scott manages to catch the ball Jackson, the best player on the team and captain, threw, everyone starts to cheer, Stiles being the loudest one. Emma laughs softly at this. He would never change.
After practice, Emma is waiting Stiles at his Jeep. Allison had invited her over to her house, and Emma just wanted to let Stiles know that she didn't need a ride home and that she would see him later.
"Hey Stiles" Emma greets him, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to Allison's house, but I will be home in time to cook you dinner, okay?"
Stiles nods, and finding courage, compliments her. "You looked very beautiful today, Emma." They both blush, but Emma smiles, reaches up to kiss him on the cheek and leaves, but not before looking over her shoulder to see his reaction. He looks flabbergasted, but soon a smile comes to his face, and he throws his fist in the air before entering his car and leaving the parking lot.
"What is it between you and Stiles?" Allison asks once Emma reaches her car and they too leave school.
Emma blushes. "We've known each other our entire lives, since we were babies. Our mothers were best friends, so we did everything together, since sharing a crib to living together after a few years. I think along the way I just started liking him. Sometimes I think he likes me too, but I'm not sure."
Allison is surprised. "Are you kidding? That boy is crazy about you." Emma smiles at this.
"You know, I wasn't always like this. Until the beginning of the summer I had braces, my face was full of acne and my hair was a mess. That's why Lydia didn't recognize me. I was never popular, and I didn't take care of myself. So I thought it was time I changed. I did it mostly for myself, but I hoped I could impress Stiles along the way"
Allison smiles at her while opening the front door. "Mom, dad! I'm home, and I brought a friend."
Chris and Victoria Argent came from the living room to greet their daughter and her new friends. They were surprised but very happy that their girl had managed to make a friend on the first day of school.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Argent. I'm Emma Nixon, I study with Allison." She introduced herself, shaking their hands.
"Hello dear, it is nice to meet you" Mrs. Argent said.
"We're going to my room." Allison says and pulls Emma up the stairs.
Allison's room is still bare, so Emma kindly offers her help to put somethings up. By the time Emma has to leave, the two girls have already organized most of Allison's clothes, books and have decided a new color for the room.
"Are you sure it is no bother to take me home?" Emma asks, still unsure about having Allison leave her house just to give her a ride.
"It's okay," Allison smiles. "Anyway, I have to learn my way around town some time". Emma nods, and the two are on their way.
Later that night, after the routine of making dinner, homework and watching a movie with Stiles, Emma is just getting ready for bed when her phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Emma!" It was Allison. "You will never believe what happened. Just after I dropped you at home, I hit a dog! And –"
"Hold on, Allison, did you hit a dog? Is it okay?"
"Yes, it is. But listen. After I hit the dog I freaked out and searched for the closest vet clinic, and when I arrived there, it was closed. But I kept knocking on the door and Scott appears! And he took care of the dog, and he gave me his shirt and he invited me to Lydia's party! And I said yes!"
Emma laughs. It is clear to see her friend is excited. "That's great Allison! I think you make a great couple, you know."
"We're not a couple, Emma."
"Yet," she says, and the two share a giddy laugh.