Callie raised an eyebrow as she descended from the second flight of steps that lead to the main floor, seeing two girls that she didn't know in the living room with her father. Her dad had told her to get dressed to go out, but not where they were going. She couldn't understand what they had to do with it. Both seemed to be around her age and both were extremely gorgeous. One was petite, a little taller than her, pale, and had strawberry blonde reddish hair. The other was tall, pale, and dark haired. The taller one also had adorable dimples, as she'd discovered when the girl turned around.

"Allison, Lydia, this is Callista. Callista, meet AllisonArgent and Lydia Martin." Callie felt her eye almost twitch at the use of her full name, but she didn't comment, simply giving the girl's a smile as she looked to her dad for an explanation. "You said you needed someone to go shopping with… I talked to two of my best lacrosse players, figured they could suggest a few girl's to go with you."

"It's nice to meet you guys." Callie greeted, grinning brightly at the prospect of shopping. She hadn't been really shopping in over a year. "It's Callie, by the way. Dad seems to have this aversion to using my nickname…" She trailed off a bit, biting her lip. "We can take my car or whichever one you guys came in if you like, but either way it's probably best if one of y'all drive. I don't exactly know where I am."

"We can take mine." The strawberry blonde, Lydia, as her dad had said, offered. "I love your jacket, by the way. So cute."

Callie looked down at her jacket, smiling softly when she realized it was the one her mother had bought her for her 15th birthday while she was in New York. It was a dark brown leather that had two pockets on the outside, and two on the inside. It had come in handy for hiding things in when needed. Not to mention it matched her dark brown boots almost perfectly.

"Thanks, mom bought it for me a while ago, but I still love it… Your dress is amazing, by the way." She thanked, commenting as she turned and made her way to the door.

She was glad that these were the two that her father had gotten to come with her. Judging by their fashion choice, they'd be a big help with choosing everything. That was just what she needed, some extra opinions to make sure that she got good clothes to make a good impression when she went to school, plus she'd probably need their help with the house decorating, too.
"So girls… Is there even a mall in this sleepy little town?"

"Lydia… In a town with no mall nearby… I think we'd have a crisis on our hands there."

Callie could tell that Allison's comment was merely in teasing, but she could see the truth behind it. Lydia seemed to be like most teens and like most teens, she probably had a love of shopping. She could definitely relate with her there. Before her mom had died, she took whatever chance she could actually manage to get to go out and do some shopping with her friends. Even window shopping was a better alternative to sitting at home on Saturdays for her.

The ride was fun and Callie could tell that she was going to have at least two decent friends at Beacon Hill afterwards. She and Allison had a lot in common. She'd found out that Allison even liked Archery, as she did or had when she was younger. That was definitely a first for her. Lydia was definitely going to be her go to friend for all things related to fashion or make up, as she'd decided within the first ten minutes of meeting her. Both of them seemed nice enough; she could tell she'd like it in the little town. She already had one more friend than she'd had back home.

"So… Let's see what stores we have-"

Callie didn't even have time to finish the sentence before Lydia was dragging her around. It was almost like she was using her as some personal dress up doll, but she couldn't say she really minded. Her mother had been the one that always knew which clothes to buy and which clothes a boy would love on her, never her. Lydia seemed to be doing a fine job of helping her out in that area. Clothes were piled in her arms as she was herded to a dressing room, dresses, shirts, jeans, and more hanging off her arms.

Four hours and over six hundred dollars latter, Callie had nearly a whole new wardrobe that fit her style. Lydia, despite seeming to be a bit pushy and controlling, really wasn't all that bad. She figured out quickly the kind of clothes that Callie was more comfortable and found things that more suited her personality. Callie had to admit, that girl was definitely a fashion genius. She'd never had so many outfits that she loved so much. The cost didn't even bother her; it was the first time in ages that she'd actually been able to buy clothes like that. Usually, she had Sam to stop her from buying many new things.

All they had left to do after all that shopping was go to find some new things for the house, which Lydia and Allison had already spit all their ideas out about. That meant another couple hours in the mall, but Callie wasn't sure she cared. So far, she'd had an awesome time shopping and talking with the two of them.

"We know who all the boys are going to be chasing after starting this week…" Lydia stated simply with a smirk as she looked over the large number of bags that she, Allison, and Callie were loaded down with. "Speaking of boys… Did you have a boyfriend back home?"
Callie felt her face heat up slightly at the question, eyes going down slightly. She muttered her answer, not wanting to have to say it too loudly. It wasn't something she really liked to broadcast. Her love life was just a bit of an embarrassment for her. But seeing their confused faces, she knew she'd have to speak up and say something again.

"I've actually never had a boyfriend, first kiss, none of that really." She said slightly louder, giving a shrug. "I was always quiet, kept to myself more than anything…" Not to mention she didn't trust Sam around herself, yet alone a friend or boyfriend. So she just chose not to have them; then she had nothing to hide or worry over.

"Are you kidding me?"

Callie's face lit up even more with that exclamation as she shook her head, gaging both of their reactions. They both seemed pretty shocked and she couldn't blame them. She was already 16 and she hadn't even had her first kiss or boyfriend yet, most people would consider that slightly abnormal. At least where she lived, it was.

"Well, now we know who we have to find a boy for, don't we Allison?"

Usually that would scare her; she didn't like people meddling in her love life. But Allison and Lydia, she felt like she could trust them not to do anything too extremely bad. She really hoped she wasn't making a bad move on that.

AN: Alright so far guys? Next chapter we should see the intro of at least Stiles, Scott, and Jackson. x

By the way: This is set in the 1st season, kinda early in. Like episode 2-3ish.