Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, I only own my oc's Emilia and her family
Too Late For Regrets
Chapter 2:
Emilia opened the door to her car and threw her messenger bag into the side chair and started the car, she had a black Mustang GT 8.0 the 1987 model. The engine roared to life and she sighed the noise of the engine had some type of calming effect on her. The car had been a gift to her from her mom together they fixed it up, a lot had been engine work and some minor body work. Emilia reached out and held the picture dangling from the rear-view mirror, she stroked her finger over it, both her and her mom were in the picture it was the summer before freshman year, both her and her mom were covered in motor oil and clearly sweating. Her hair was frizzy, as normal it wouldn't stay down but she didn't care like her mother's it was pulled back into a high ponytail, her mother had her arm around her and they were laughing probably at Cathie who was probably going crazy at how dirty they were but still Cat had taken the picture. Emilia looked at herself in the picture she was so happy and carefree, her eyes were filled with happiness. Emilia looked up at the rear-view mirror and compared them, yet again. Emilia dropped the picture and let it swing, Lydia hated to be kept waiting.
Emilia backed out of the driveway and headed toward the school trying her best to push her nerves out of her head, after all it was just school. She parked her car and walked towards Lydia who was standing in front of the school entrance staring at a small mirror, inspecting her make up no doubt. Emilia was finding it hard not to laugh at Lydia's 'mirror face' she was puckering her lips and pushing her hair up. "Martin, assume your battle position!" Emilia shouted doing her best imitation of a general. Lydia snapped the compartment shut and spun around, "Well fina-" she started gaping at Emilia, "What?" Emilia looked down at her self not seeing anything wrong. Lydia shrieked, "Of all the things you have done!" Lydia pointed at Emilia's outfit, "This is by far the worst!" "Lydia! You're making a scene," Emilia hissed at her people were starting to stare at them. Lydia being a drama queen went on with her act, "How could you Em, I thought we were friends!" "Relax it's just the first day!" "That's exactly the point,," Lydia wailed, "The first sets the the tone and your image for the rest of the school year. I rolled my eyes at her, "What do you want, an apology?!" "That's a nice place to start." Lydia reckoned looking at Emilia like she had stabbed her in the back. Emilia pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. Had it really come to this, "I am so sorry that I besmirched your fashion choice, will you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?" Emilia said with clearly false enthusiasm. "Maybe.." Lydia said, "Maybe?" "As long as you will from this point on respect and follow my fashion and makeup opinions and choices," Lydia declared. "Lydia," Emilia whined, "No if's and's or but's about it," Lydia stated. Emilia decided to let it go, she got to wear what she wanted for at least today, it could have been worse Lydia could have dragged her to the car and made her go home and change. Emilia may know Krav Maga but Lydia had some serious upper body strength. Emilia had no doubt that shopping was actually an exercise after she had been to the mall with her.
"Now it is time for our entrance," Lydia beamed, then she proceeded to go into what Emilia referred to as 'the trance'. It was as if she was focused on nothing but strolling in like she owned this school, which she kind of did, socially speaking of course. Then Lydia looked at the school and tossed a lock of her perfect red hair over her shoulder and Emilia could tell she was out of it, Lydia strutted down the path, forgetting her friend at the entrance. Emilia shook her head and followed Lydia staying at the side of the path trying to blend in with the crowd. Then she broke away from the crowd and started walking towards the step thinking Lydia was going to stop there, "Hey Lydia, you look" a guy said clearly about to compliment her, his hair was closely cut and he had brown eyes. Lydia who was in her trance brushed past the guy without a second thought. "-like you going to ignore me," he finished sounding a bit frustrated. Then he turned to his friend, whose hair was way thicker and had brown eyes as well, "This is your fault you know." "Don't let that get to you," Em said to him. The guy looked at her slightly confused, "She's in 'the trance'," Em informed him making quotation marks, "The rest of the world is meaningless she just focuses on strutting in like she is on a runway." She then patted the guy on the back, "May the force be with you." "Thanks?!" he shouted after her. "No problem!" She called back over her shoulder as she walked up the stairs, she guessed Lydia's strut mode lasted till first period or possibly the entire day. Then she looked around the school, now onto the real mission: find the main office.
Emilia wandered around a bit eventually locating the office, she walked in and walked up to a lady at the desk, "Excuse me, I am Emilia Mortensen I am a transfer-" "Oh yes Miss Mortensen," the lady said she pushed aside some papers and finally pulled out one that read the words transfer in big bold letters at the top and had her name and information on it. "We actually have another transfer she's waiting outside, would you like to be introduced with her?" "Yeah sure." At least she wasn't the only new girl. The administrator gave her directions and she shoved the paper into her bag then walked through a side entrance as she walked out she saw a girl nervously waiting at the bench taping her feet against the ground. "Hey stranger," Emilia said walking up to the clearly nervous girl she had dark black hair and fair skin. "Hello?" the girl replied shyly. Emilia pulled of her messenger bag and joined the girl on the bench. "First day jitters?" Emilia asked, "Is it that obvious?" the girl groaned. "No I actually have amazing skills of deduction," Emilia bragged "M hmm," the girl said, "I am not joking people refer to me as Sherlock Holmes." The girl gave her a look that clearly read 'not buying it'. Emilia sighed and threw her hands up in surrender, "Fine, you caught me," she admitted, "The lady at the desk told me, I am new to." Then she struck out her hand, "My names Emilia Mortensen, you may address me as the chosen one." The girl let out a short laugh and took her hand and shook it, "My name is Allison Argent you can call me, Allison." "At least we can be the mysterious new girls together." "Thank you, I didn't want to end up eating lunch alone or going home not making any friends at all." "Don't worry we can eat lunch in the bathroom!" Emilia said excited, "We can have stalls right next to each other!" "Thank you for that vote of confidence," Allison said. "Hey what are friends for!" Emilia said hitting her on the arm. Allison rolled her eyes but Emilia could tell she was a lot more comfortable, "So what brings you to Beacon Hills?" "Oh, my dad's job requires him to move around a lot." "The same happened to me, my mom was a traveling nurse. Being the new girl sucks doesn't it?" "God I hate it as soon as I finally fit in and become comfortable it's time to uproot my life and move." Emilia nodded in agreement,"I know, I stopped trying to make friends a while ago, there really isn't a point." "Really? How is life like over there?" "Well instead of friends I get fictional characters that will never abandon me! I think I got the better deal" Allison snorted, "Sounds lonely." "Hey! Chewbacca is an excellent conversationalist." Then Allison's phone started ringing, "Sorry I got to take this it's my mom." "No problem tell your mom, you're not a loner." Allison dug into her bag then pulled her phone out of her backpack and clicked send, "Mom, three calls on my first day is a little over doing it." Then she began to search her back pack, "Everything...except a pen, " she said frantically, "I didn't actually forget a pen did I?" "I can lend you on inside, don't worry about it," Em told her. "Thanks," she mouthed then we looked up as we saw a man heading in our direction, "Alright, I gotta go love you." She quickly shoved her phone in her bag and slung it around her shoulder.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." The man said, we both stood up and started to walk towards the building pretty sure that first period had started already. Then the man started asking Allison about where she had lived, "So you were saying that San Francisco isn't where you grew up?" "No we stayed there for a year, which is unusually, really." "What about you Emilia?" "I moved around a lot too, I never really stayed in one place more than a few months at the least a few weeks." "Well hopefully Beacon Hills is the last stop for both of you for a while." Em couldn't help feeling the pang that told her it would be her last stop for a really long time, she couldn't decide whether she was happy or sad about it. Then he lead them into a class room. "Hello class, these are our two new students, Emilia-" "The chosen one," Emilia corrected him. Allison let out a snort but quickly tried to cover it up as a cough. The man whom she was guessing was the vice principal turned to her and narrowed his eyes at her "-Mortensen and Allison Argent please do your best to make them feel welcome." They both walked to the two empty seats in the back which were luckily right next to each other. "Really?" Allison whispered, "Hey, let me live my childhood fantasies! I'll let you be Ron," Emilia said coaxingly wiggling her eyebrows. Allison shook her head at her and took of her backpack sitting down, Emilia reached down to grab a pen out of her bag but saw the boy from this morning turn around and give her one, she stared at it confused but then it quickly turned into a smile, "Thanks." Allison raised her eyebrows at Emilia, "someone has a crush," Em sang quietly as she saw the look on the boy's face, he had given her the same look when she walked in. It was only about two minutes into the class and a boy ready liked her. Allison gave her a confused look and Em sighed, like all tragic love stories at first the two must be completely oblivious. "Okay class, please open your textbooks to the page one hundred thirty three." "And with those ten words a little part of all our souls died," Emilia muttered.
It was the end of the day and Emilia was sneaking up behind her new friend, who was currently exchanging googly eyes with the fluffy haired kids whose name she still did not know. "So you going to go ask for a name or have you guys discovered a telepathic connection cause you are soul mates?" Emilia asked. Allison jumped and spun around to see Emilia smirking at her leaning against the locker, Allison quickly recovered, "You really think he likes me?" Allison asked quietly sneaking another look at him. "Well he did give you the same look Luke Skywalker did when he first laid eyes on princess Leia through a hologram," Emilia said. "So yes?" "Seriously Em, no one here understands nerd," Lydia pointed out walking up to the pair. "It's Star Wars! How have none of you seen it? Read the books at least?!" Allison shook her head while Lydia did what she always did when she started ranting about any or her fandoms, ignored her. "That jacket is absolutely killer," Lydia said which was typical focusing on fashion, her specialty, then she turned to Em, "Congrats Em, you found a friend with decent taste." Then she turned back to Allison before Em could talk, "Where did you get it?" Lydia asked. "My mom was a buyer for a boutique back at San Francisco." "And you are my new best friend, sorry Em," she chuckled. "Wow first you decide my pens aren't good enough and then you steal my only friend," Em gasped, "I really thought we were so close! What happened?!" Allison let out a light laugh. "Hey Lydia," Jackson said walking up then they both decided to do their annual greeting tradition, of spit swatting. Em voiced both her and most likely Allison's disgust as she pointed to my open mouth, "Bleh." They broke apart and Jackson glared at me, "Shut up Em," he sneered at her then turned to Allison and his face melted into a smile. Lydia turned to Allison, "So this weekend there's a party," "A party?" "Yeah Friday night you should come," Jackson said. "Oh I can't it's family night," Allison said, "sorry, thanks for asking." Em could easily pick up on that being a lie. "Are you sure? Everyone is going after the scrimmage." "You mean football?" Jackson let of a scoff, "Football's a joke here, the sport here is lacrosse we've won the state championship for three years." "Because of a certain team captain," Lydia said stroking a hand through his hair. I let out a snort, "Yeah honestly we only have other players because its mandatory they just stand back and let Jackson here take over," I said sarcastically gesturing to him, "where would the lacrosse team be without you buddy?!" Jackson gave me a fake smile, "don't listen to Em she's delusional, we practice in a few minutes come and see, I mean if you don't have anything." Allison started to look a bit uncomfortable and backed up a bit, "Well I was gon-" "Perfect," Lydia interrupted grabbing her hand and then Em's. "Come on." "We were actually going to study chemistry," Em informed Lydia seeing Allison was clearly uncomfortable but it was no use she was being dragged in the direction of the field, "we can't all be freakishly smart," Em muttered because unlike Lydia she had to study. She was going to wrench my hand out but Allison was gave her a pleading look, she seemed shy and Lydia could be a come off as a very intimidating person. Lydia lead us to the benches and we sat down, I sighed as I pulled my messenger bag off. "Oh you can study later, we are just watching hot boys run around the field," Lydia reassured me, "You'll live." Then she caught Allison giving the same boy another smile, we watched him walk to the goal, "hey who is that?" Em shrugged my shoulders and leaned back bracing her elbows against the bench behind them. "I don't know," Lydia said, "Why?" "You should ask when you return his pen,," Em said. She noticed something weird though he was looking right at them and tilting his head, she didn't know if he was looking at Allison or..the whistle rang and it's sharp ring rang across the field. Then the boys started running ready to practice making shots. The first one hit him right in the face, he got back up and seemed to shake it off though. After that he seemed to started catching them and it was pretty impressive the first, the second, the third, the fourth and the fifth. "He seems like he's really good," Allison said, "Yeah very good," Lydia agreed. "Yeah I am hoping he can beat Jackson," Em said hopefully, "give the guy a freaking reality check." Lydia rolled her eyes at her, then Em proceeded to shout, "Go goalie!" Then she saw Jackson anyone could tell by how he slammed his stick against the guys chest and then started to run. "Come on goalie!" Em shouted again crossing my fingers. Then in a quick swipe the goalie had it, "Yes!" I pumped my fist in the air and Lydia jumped up cheering and clapping ignoring Jackson who was glaring at her, Allison just kept smiling. "Cute and athletic," Em praised her nudging her in the ribs with her elbow, "he's a keeper!" After a few more drills practice was over, "Alright girls, we should meet up again outside this learning facility" Em said picking up her backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. "Bye Em!" "Bye!"
Em started on the way home she rolled the windows down and enjoyed the cold breeze hitting my face, she spotted a jeep at the side of the road and then two kids, scratch that teens. She recognized the fluffy haired one, he had been staring at Allison. She pulled over and turned the car off and strolled over, "You guys okay?" "Yes, why do you ask?" The one with short hair asked. "Because you're coming out of the woods," Emilia said. "We lost something," "The..um..car broke down?" they said at the same time the one with the captain america shirt laughed nervously and began to rub the back of his neck. "You lost something in the woods?" "Yeah last night…." "You were at the woods in the middle of the night?!" "Yes" "No!" "Okay get to the point you both are terrible liars," Emilia demanded impatiently and crossed her arms, "Why were you to in the woods last night?" "Looking for the body.." Emilia had heard some whispers about it there was a body found in the woods. "You found the body?" Em asked sounding slightly impressed. "Kind of" "What?" Em said confused, "We found half of it…well he did," The short haired one said nodding his head to his friend. "Where?!" Em said getting a crazy glint in her eyes, "Can I see it?!" The wonder twins exchanged a look, and Em cleared her throat, "um..sorry?" "No it's okay," the fluffy haired one said, "We could find it though, the body was moved." "Well that makes sense," Em said nodding, "It does?" "Yes,you can't leave evidence lying around your best bet would be to eat it." They both grimaced, "what it's true! You never know one day you may thank me for that piece of advice." "Oh god that's disgusting." "No it's morbid." "You're welcome. So are you referred to thing one and two are do you have names?" "I am Stiles and this is Scott. You're 'the chosen one' right?" "Finally, someone got my name right!" He snorted, "This is not funny! I had a very traumatic childhood!" Em yelled at them, "Everyone called me by this name Emilia." "Oh you poor thing," Stiles said rolling his eyes. "Oh and thanks," Em said to Scott. "For what?" "Showing Jackson up at lacrosse, his face must have been priceless, stupid helmets I would have taken a picture." "You welcome?" "Promise me you will do it again! I am going to have my camera ready this time!" "Okay? As long as you send it to me!" "Oh please, I am sending it to everyone!"
Then her phone started blaring the song, 'New Perspective'. She groaned, "excuse me for a second," then clicked send, "Yo," "That's how you answer the phone?" "Yes Lydia that's how I answer the phone." "Where are you?" "Beacon Hills" "No, really?!" she said her voice dripping in sarcasm. "I know, shocker right" "Okay, whatever you are come to your house I am waiting." "Why are you at my house?" "Well there is a party this Friday and I need to make sure you look perfect or at least presentable." "Thanks Lydia, I think I can handle it." Lydia laughed, "Its hilarious you think that you have a say in this." "What if I just don't come to the party." "You promised," Lydia whined. "One condition, we watch star wars as you help me." "No!" "Come on at least watch the first movie!" "No!" "Lord Of The Rings?" "Nope!" "Harry Potter?" "Do you even know me?" "Will you listen to the audio-" "No!" "Your not going to let me pick a movie are you?" "Now your getting it!" "Your not leaving are you?" "See isn't your life easier when you listen to me?" Em scoffed, "Like hell it is!" "Emilia just get over here now!" Lydia screeched into the phone, causing Em to pull I away from her ear. Then she heard a click showing that Lydia had hung up on her Em snorted, "Over dramatic." Emilia shoved the phone back into her back pocket and looked up at Scott and Stiles who were no doubt listening in to the conversation and actually found it amusing. "Anyone ever tell you eavesdropping is rude?" she asked shaking a figure at them, "Alright, if I don't come back after Lydia's 'help' avenge my death." With that she walked back to my car and waved another goodbye to them, which they returned as pulled open her car door. She started the car up and started to drive, on her way home she started thinking on how different this first day was compared to others. She had let herself make new friends which is something that never happened to her. Em thought of herself as socially awkward, she was comfortable and she could talk to people easily but she never really made friends or kept them. One thing was for sure though, Beacon Hills was going to be different, and it was up to her to figure out if that was a good thing or not.
Chapter two! Please comment and tell me what you thought. I sadly also do not own Harry Potter, Lord Of the Rings or Star Wars. Okay bye!
