Nina's alarm blasted in her ear causing her to fall off her bed with a groan; She sat up quickly and looked around. Her eyes sat on a laughing Scott who was standing over by the door with his backpack.
"Uh-Morning" Scott spoke through laughs.
She glared at him, getting off the floor. "You're already ready?" a confused look over her face.
"Yeah, I ride my bike to school so it takes me more time to get there." Scott smiled at her, walking away from her room.
Nina's legs dashed inside the bathroom, stripping off her pajamas and hopping inside the shower. As she was washing her body her hands roamed over the now covered scratch mark. It was deep but not deep enough for her to bleed out. She looked down and pulled the sides of the gauze slowly, her eyes widened in shock when she pulled the gauze off completely; There was no scratch marks.
Nina threw the gauze out the shower, quickly washing her hair. She grabbed a towel, stepping out the shower wrapping a towel around her curved body. She walked over to her bed where her clothes were laid, that she laid out last night. She dried off and slid on her pink laced bra & underwear. She quickly slid on her black lace bustier with a circular purple skirt that stopped mid-thigh. She walked over to her dresser and sat down at the small beauty table, she brushed the knots out her hair, drying it with a towel before brushing it again.
Nina's eyes gazed over at a necklace that laid down by her family picture. Her hands reached over and slid it over her head, safely around her neck. She sprayed on her favorite scent rose perfume smiling at herself through the beauty mirror. Looking unsatisfied, she began doing her makeup; keeping it natural. Looking at the time, she cursed under her breath. She ran over to her closet and grabbed her black booties. She put on short ankle socks before sliding on her booties. She closed the closet door, and grabbed her white lace backpack. Snatching the keys off the dresser before rushing out the bedroom door.
As she was pulling up to the school, the nerves began hitting her pretty hard. She found a parking spot next to this black porsche. She stepped out her white range rover; locking it behind her as she clenched onto her small backpack. She walked over by Beacon Hills High School sign and took a seat next to a pale pretty brunette. She looked down and started playing with the rem of her skirt nervously.
"Is it your first day?" A soft voice spoke.
Nina's head snapped up towards the brunette. "Yeah, what about you?" She gave her a warm smile.
"Just moved here a couple days ago, I'm always moving around and I don't make a lot of fr-" She was cut off short.
"Ladies, follow me" A deep but calm voice spoke.
Nina and The girl shared a glance at each other before getting up and following him into the school. Stood in front of the classroom door, the principle she supposed tried to reinsure them everyone would welcome them kindly. Nina rolled her eyes as he pushed open the door, letting them walk behind him.
"Class, these are our new students Allison Argent and Nina Mccall. Please do your best to make them feel welcome."
Nina felt everyone's eyes on herself and Allison as they walked to find seats. Nina smiled as stiles waved her over to a seat in front of him. She slid her backpack off her shoulder placing it to the side as she sat down in front of him.
Nina took out her notebook then glanced up to see Scott turn towards Allison holding out a pen. With a relieved but curious smile, she took it from him. "Thanks" Allison whispered before looking down at her now laid out notebook.
Her eyes stared at Scott with a curious look in them. How did he know she needed a pen?; She shook it off and started copying the paragraphs from the board onto her notebook.
Hands gripping onto the small piece of paper showing her locker number and combination. Nina stopped walking as she found her locker which Allison stood next by; She smiled and walked over to her.
"Hey, how's your first day so far?" Nina asked her. Opening up her locker and shoving in her books.
"It's good so far, at least I met you or I would be literally freaking out right now" Allison laughed.
"That jacket is absolutely killer. Where did you get it?" A voice spoke from behind them.
Nina turned and faced a girl with strawberry blonde hair.
"My Mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco" Allison said pulling a piece of hair behind her ear.
The strawberry blonde haired girl turn towards Nina, eyeing her down like she was some diamond ring.
"Your outfit is perfect, especially that necklace, where did you get it?" She asked Nina.
"My dad owned a Jewelry company and my mom was a fashion designer not a big name but she was good" A small smile playing on her lips.
"And you two are my new best friends" Nina raised an eyebrow at Allison before turning back to the strawberry blonde haired girl.
"I'm Lydia, obviously you guys are Allison and Nina, the whole school is talking about you guys-it's usually me" Lydia spoke while playing with her hair.
As they began talking to Lydia about themselves, a cute looking guy came up from behind Lydia, kissing her cheek with his arm wrapped around her.
"This is my boyfriend, Jackson" Lydia smiled.
That's when Nina decided to not listen to her anymore. She turned her head the other way noticing Scott and Stiles staring over at them; She followed Scott's gaze to see him staring at Allison, she smirked to herself; Someone's got a crush.
"Hey, are you coming?" Allison said shaking Nina's arm.
Nina looked at her, nodding with a confused look before following her.
A whistle blows as Nina made her way up the bleachers with Lydia and Allison following closely behind. The Lacrosse Team's Assistant Coach gathers the team on the field, Stiles and Scott lagging behind. Nina smiled, patting her skirt down from behind as she sat down. Suddenly her ears were picking up on a conversation Stiles and Scott were having.
"Just think about this. If you play I'll have no one to talk to on the bench. You really gonna' do that to your best friend?" Stiles said pushing scott a bit.
"I can't sit out again. My whole life is sitting on the sidelines. This season, I make first string." Scott spoke with a little confidence in his voice.
"McCall! You're in the goal." Scott trots over to the coach, a man with little comprehension of the difficulties of teenage life.
"But I've never played goal." Poor scott, Nina thought.
"I know. Scoring some shots will give the boys a confidence boost. It's a first day back thing. Get them energized, jazzed up." Nina rolled her eyes at the coach, how rude.
"What about me?"
"Try not to take any in the face." Coach said walking over to the sidelines
Stepping into the net, Scott glanced over to the bleachers where they were sitting, eyes focusing on them.
"Who is that?" Allison whispered while looking over at Scott.
"Him? I'm not sure who he is-Nina?" Lydia looked at her. Nina shrugged and nodded towards scott.
"That's Scott, he's my cousin. A very nice guy, why? you like him?" She spoke with a teasing voice.
"Oh, He's in my English class. That's all" Nina gave Allison a look before giggling quietly. Her gaze falling back at Scott.
Scott and Nina hear the amplified sound of a whistle. Scott starts to be unfocused and takes a ball to his head; Nina covered her ears as the whistle echoed loudly through her ears.
Cheeks burning under his mask, Scott steals himself for the next player. When the whistle blows again, he's ready. The Assistant Coach passes the ball to the player who catches it and fires it right at the goal.
Scott moved startlingly fast, almost an instantaneous
reaction. Then he noticed the player staring at him with a mixture of disappointment and surprise. Scott has the ball. He caught it.
Nina Jumped up from her seat, clapping loudly for scott.
When the next player takes the shot, Scott catches the ball again. And then again, And again, Nothing can get past him.
Allison and Lydia stood up clapping slowly along with Nina, smiling at the shocked scott.
"He seems like he's pretty good." Allison said eyeing scott with a smile.
Lydia nodded, "Very good."
Intrigued, Lydia keeps her gaze locked on Scott who now stands with a far more confident posture. Until Jackson pushes to the head of the line. Glaring at Scott, he practically strangles the lacrosse stick with his gloves. Nina leaned forward more as she surprisingly saw scott through his helmet looking nervous. "c'mon scott" she whispered.
Scott gulped while staring at Jackson through his helmet, "Oh God...'
The Assistant Coach tosses the ball up. Jackson launches forward, catching the ball and spinning around to fire it at the goal. But Scott moves with supernatural precision. The ball lands right in the pocket of the goalie stick.
Stiles and Nina let out a loud holler, jumping up from the bench and bleachers. Nina noticed Jackson throw Lydia a look; Nina smirked as Lydia returned his glare with a sly smile.
In the woods, Scott and Nina retrace their steps from last night with Stiles following behind them.
"I don't know what it was. I mean I felt like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball, and that's not the only weird thing. I mean I can hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear, And I can smell things."
Nina's head snapped up at the words that left Scott's mouth, "You aren't the only one, I heard you and stiles talking from across the field" She said sharing a look with Scott.
Stiles gave them both looks,"Smell things? Like what?"
"Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket." Scott eyed Stiles pocket.
"I don't have any..." Stiles pulled out a lint-covered piece of wrapped gum.
"And I can smell the melted cookies coming from your backpack" Nina spoke looking at Scott.
"Oh yeah, I forgot I had those in there" Scott smiled a little.
Nina scrunched her nose, slightly disgusted.
"All this started with the bite you guys got from the woods?" Stiles kept walking.
"What if it's an infection? What if my body is flooding with adrenaline before I fall into shock? I knew I should have taken us to the ER." Scott sighed.
"I've actually heard of this. It's a specific kind of infection."
"Are you serious?" Nina and Scott said with a worried tone.
"All the symptoms add up. I think it's called...Lycanthropy" Nina stared at Stiles with a serious look, shaking her head.
"What's that? Is it bad? It sounds bad" Scott looked between Stiles and Nina.
Nina laughed quietly at her Idiot cousin. How is he believing this?
"It is. But only once a month."
"Once a month?"
"On the night of a full moon." Stiles let out a howl
Scott looked at Stiles, "You're an ass" pushing him playfully. Scott looked at a laughing Nina. "You shouldn't be laughing, something can really be wrong with us"
"I know! You both are werewolves!" Stiles said throwing his hands up.
Nina rolled her eyes, glaring at stiles with a deadly look, "Shut up"
"Okay, obviously, I'm kidding. But if you guys see me in shop class melting down all the silver I can find it's because Friday's a full moon."
"You will try to kill us?" Nina smirked at Stiles as he started stuttering.
Stiles tilted his head while using his hands trying to talk. "I-I wasn't saying-never mind."
Scott and Nina began glancing around the woods noticing this was the spot they found the body.
"I swear this was it. The body was here. The deers came running, I dropped my inhaler and Nina dropped her phone"
"Maybe the killer moved the body" Stiles began looking around helping them.
"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like eighty bucks." Scott let out a frustrated sigh.
"I'll make sure he or she have night mares if I don't find my phone" Nina said moving the leaves around. She groaned as she felt Stiles tapping her shoulder repeatedly.
"What?" she said without facing Stiles.
Stiles didn't answer as he kept his eyes on the figure that was standing a few yards away. He slapped Nina and Scott's neck hard trying to get their attention.
"What the hell?!" Scott and Nina yelled rubbing their necks, standing up and looking at Stiles. Stiles threw his hands up, nodding his head over at the Figure.
Nina looked over to see a guy probably in his early 20's. Her heart jumped as she slowly looked him over. He was Handsome; she thought to herself.
"What are you doing here? huh. This is private property" The brooding guy spoke with a cold glare.
"Sorry, we didn't know." Stiles spoke up.
The brooding guy stared at Nina and Scott, barely noticing Stiles.
"We were just looking for something. Forget it. Sorry to bother you."
As they're turning to go, Brooding Guy tossed an object to Scott and Nina. They both caught it with ease. Nina looked at her hands, her phone; as scott had his inhaler.
Nina looked back up, staring at the brooding guy who seemed to be staring right back at her. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw his eyes gazing over her body; She looked down at the leaves, nervously hiding her face with her long straight brunette hair.
Nina looked around the woods before her eyes gazed back over to where the brooding guy was standing; too see him gone.
"Come on. I have to get to work." Scott grabbed Nina's arm pulling her with him.
"Dude, that was Derek Hale. You remember, right? He's only a few years older than us." Stiles hitting scott's arm.
"Remember what?"
"His family. They all burned to death in a fire like ten years ago. I remember the cops pulling him out of class to tell him."
Nina looked back at where Derek was standing; she felt bad for him but also understood what it felt like to lose your family.
"I wonder what he's doing back." Scott whispered.
(I promise next chapter will be better than this one. Next chapter will have more Nina/Derek)