Hey Guys, I hope you liked the first page of the story. This one goes into more detail but doesn't give away the secrets. I hope you like it and don't forget to review and comment. If you have any ideas message me or leave a comment.

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Scott McCall stopped moving midway through hooking his helmet onto his bike, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he honed his hearing. He paused only for a second before turning over his left shoulder. His gaze locked on a dark blue range rover that was stopped at the light in front of the parking lot.

Though the windows were tinted her saw a girl, her eyes were locked on his. His heart went still as he saw her eyes shine a electric blue. He sniffed the air slightly, but he didn't catch the scent of another werewolf, the only scent that was new to him was a soft scent of hay and fresh cut strawberries. He watched as she blinked and turned away. The Range rover pulled forward and he gazed at it as it drove down the street and out of sight.

"Scott, Earth to Scott!" Scott jerked back around and smiled at his best friend.

"What?" he asked as her slide off his bike and started walking towards the front of the school.

"What? You did not ask me what? I said your name like 5 times, i was about to resort to smacking you, thought it wouldn't have done much good." Before he could continue on his ramblings Lydia walked by sending them both a wave as she strutted past as two underclassmen followed her around like lost puppies.

"Dude calm down, you need to lay off the adderall this early in the morning." This earned a sarcastic mocking chuckle from Stiles.

"Well apparently you need some cause you're zoning out on me man." Scott rolled at his friends observations and kept walking. "So are you gonna tell me why you were completely ignoring your best friend."

As Scott twisted in the combination he shrugged slightly. "I'm not sure, I just got this feeling like someone was watching me. Then when I looked around I kinda liked zoned in on a car. There was a girl in there, I didn't recognize her." Stiles raised his eyebrow and leaned on the locker near Scotts.

"It's not like that." Scott shook his head. "It wasn't like that, we kinda watched each other for a second. But that's when I noticed her eyes….They were blue….Electric blue." Stiles playful smile dropped slightly.

"Like wolfie blue?" He asked and crossed his arms.

"That's the thing, I didn't smell another wolf."

"You know if other people were to hear these little conversations you guys have, they would commit you two to the psychic word." Both boys jumped at the new addition the their conversation. Both boys turned to find Lydia standing there looking stylish in her usual way.

"Jesus Lydia are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Stiles said and gripped his chest.

"I would say you're too young to have a heart attack but based on the large doses of adderall that is normally in your system, I do believe it's a strong possibility." Scott couldn't help but smile at Lydia's comment, knowing this would cause an argument between the two he grabbed his books and started walking knowing the two would follow. As the two behind him argued he let his thoughts go back to the girl in the car. As he forced himself to remember what else he had seen other than her, he noticed a man had been driving, and that there was stuff strapped down on top of the car. He had also noticed that there was a woman, he assumed there were also children in the car since two child size lime green and blue bikes were strapped to the back of the car.

As they made it to the class all three happen to share they sat down at their desks. Scott sat down and pulled out his books. He came back to reality as he heard his friend gasp.

"She hit me! She actually hit me."

"I did not! I tapped you!" Chuckling he glance at the two and shook his head.

"Calm down you two." and with that the bell rang, signaling the start of a rather long day that was to come.

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Rowan stood there, at the start of the path that lead to the house that was now to be called their home. She flexed her fingers around the suitcase she was carrying and let out a deep breath.

"Relax sweetpea." her father kissed her temple and continued to walk into the house. He was soon followed by both boys who each carried their own bag. Rowan sighed and followed after them.

"Boys your room is to the right, Rowan yours is at the end of the hall to the left." She heard her dad call out, nodding to herself she followed her brothers up the stairs and headed to her room. She stopped right in front of the oak door. Looking at for what seemed like eternity she wrapped her hand around the doorknob and twisted, the door creaked open. She slowly walked in, sunlight seeped through the window causing the wooden floors to shine bright. Dropping her bag in the center of the room she looked around. All her large furniture had been sent ahead along with the rest of her families things. They had been yet to be in the correct spaces but at least she thought, everything was put together and there.

"One step at a time." she mumbled to herself. She glanced out the window and looked down the street. As she surveyed the street and then just outside her window she smiled. From her window she could climb around to the roof, and the back porch roof. Thankful for this one small piece she took a deep breath and walked back out of her room to get more boxes of her things. Her mother was already looking around the house for the perfect place to set up her garden and organise flowers around the house. Her brothers were helping each other carry a large box that hard two words on it, written in their sloppy writing, "No touching" their names were scrawled on the bottom.

Shaking her head, she could only guess what was actually in the large box they were struggling to carry. Rowan turned back to the car and went to the rear end. She pulled out a box that had her name spelled across it. She lifted the box into her arms and carried into her house and up to her room.

5 trips later she had all her boxes spread out around her room. She walked back to the bay window and sat down. She pulled a box closer to her and started to unpack. The item on top made her stop and sigh. She lifted it up and slowly unwrapped the dark blue and purple fabric that guarded the item. Rowan glides her thumb over it sighting at the cold touch of it. With a deep breath she laid it beside her and started back into the box, hoping to finish soon.

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