As I pulled into the Beacon Hill's High school parking lot I saw all sorts of people making their way into the building. The school was average size and I suspected every teenager in the town went here, and I had heard that the big sport here was Lacrosse. Huh, interesting considering most schools focus on the usual sports like football and basketball, hell even soccer was more common than lacrosse. I parked close to the school, next to two extremely nice motorcycles that caught my eye.
"Now those, I want. Think we could talk gramps into getting us a couple of those?" I smirked at my brother and ogled the beautiful bikes as I walked around the front of the jeep.
"I doubt it." Adrian pushed his long dark hair back nonchalantly and walked to my side.
"Well, Beacon Hills High, here we come." I smirked and walked through the doors with Adrian following right behind me. I looked to the left and right and saw no sign to the main office. I nudged Adrian towards the nearest girl who looked like she knew her way around. Work your charms brother. I grinned and stood off to the side, knowing Adrian's looks and kind demeanor would get us what we needed.
"Excuse me Miss, could you point me to the principal's office?" Adrian asked the short bottle blond, and she girl looked at Adrian with a shocked expression.
"I-I…. Um… T-that way…" She sputtered and pointed to her left, her eyes reminding me of a dear.
"Thank you very much, miss." Jeez Adrian, wannabe Casanova much?
"Of course." She managed to say without a stutter.
"Let's go!" I grabbed my brother's arm and pulled him to the left where the girl had pointed. I'm not very patient and I wanted to get this over and done with.
The school's halls were pretty average and were like any other public school in a small town, not too unlike our old school in New York. Adrian and I looked left and right for the office but I swear it had to be invisible, that or the blond was a true blond. The bell had already rung and I was entertaining the idea of turning back around when Adrian suddenly shouted "Aha!"
"Found it!" he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the open door where a woman in a dark dress was working on a computer. A small dark hall led to a brightly lit room with a man in his mid to late forties staring questionably at what looked to be a… seriously? There is a sword on his desk. I don't think I want to know.
"Good Morning. I'm sorry to bother you, but we are new here and we were told to see the principal first thing this morning." My brother's manners were top notch. I swear he could pass for British Royalty if he wanted too.
"One moment please," She commented and stood from her desk, making her way to the room at the back of the short hallway. The man looking, still looking puzzled over the sword, spoke to her briefly and after grabbing a folder from his desk made his way to us.
"Good Morning! You two must be the Bates Twins?" He smiled widely and shook both of our hands politely.
"That would be us. I'm Skylar, and this is Adrian, nice to meet you." I put on my best 'polite girl' smile.
"Thank you. Let me show you to your first class. This way, please."
He led us through the halls, pointing out a few trophies and telling Adrian about the school's "Top-Notch" lacrosse team. After a while I zoned out and focused on something that struck me as odd. There was an odd smell that kept getting stronger as I followed the principal through the halls. I couldn't place it at first, but then I remembered it. There was definitely another werewolf in the building. Since I was nearly always with Adrian I have grown accustomed to his scent, but this was different. There was more than one scent, some stronger than others. I looked to my brother to see his eyes fixed on me with a worried expression on his face. He could smell it too. Just as the scent grew to the strongest it had been we came to a stop in front of a class.
"This is your first class of the day. Your mother asked that you have at least half of your classes together, but otherwise you should try to depend on your classmates. The students here are all very welcoming. Oh, and Ms. Blake is a new teacher this year as well." He smiled and knocked on the door in front of us.
"Yes? Oh, what can I do for you, sir?" Ms. Blake was pretty young for a teacher; she was pretty with long curly brown hair and a small delicate face.
"These are your new students I told you about, Skylar and Adrian Bates." He gestured towards us.
"The Twins?" She asked and looked from the principal to us.
"Yes. I'll leave them in your very capable hands then Ms. Blake."
"Right… well, you ready for this?" She raised an eyebrow at us.
"Easy." I gave her a quick smirk and she opened the door gesturing for us to go in first. Here goes nothing, I thought, just act cool like always.
"Class, these are our new students, would you please introduce yourselves?" For some reason the teacher looked more nervous than us. Weird.
"Adrian Bates, it's nice to meet you all." My brother oozed charm and every single girl in the room stared at him, likewise the guys in the class were looking at me with coy smiles on some of their faces. Adrian had shoulder length wavy black hair and dark blue eyes. He wore a simple white dress shirt un-tucked with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, underneath he had simple jeans and a black belt on with those chains hanging from his hip, and lastly he wore our father's dog-tags on a chain around his neck. Yeah, as you can probably guess he was a bit of a lady-killer, but he wasn't a playboy.
"Skylar, but I go by Sky mostly." I gave my best 'million dollar' smile, sliding my hands into my back pockets. Then I saw it, or more accurately him. A werewolf. I knew as soon as I looked at him, and I could see in his big brown eyes that he knew exactly what we were too. He gave me a cautious look, and I replied in kind with a playful smirk of my own.
"It seems we have two pairs of twins in our class. Isn't that a weird coincidence?" Ms. Blake laughed awkwardly, "Anyways… you two can take your seats. First off we will have a note." A collective sigh sounded from the class and binders were flipped open.
This school might be more interesting than I thought it would. I hadn't ever come into contact with any other werewolves outside of Adrian and my father when I was young. Adrian sat behind a pretty girl with strawberry-blond hair and a navy blue dress. Like almost every other girl in the class she gave him a flirty look and Adrian smirked at her. I took the last seat in front of a good looking boy with brown hair in a green plaid shirt. He had big light brown eyes, nice full lips, and cute freckles. He also looked to be friends with the other werewolf. When I sat in front of him he gave me a shy wide-eyed smile and turned to whisper to his friend.
"Scott, is she a… you know? Like you?" He whispered quietly as I took my books out of my bag.
"Definitely… I think they're both alphas but I can't be sure… you know she can hear everything we're saying if she wants to Stiles?" Scott sighed.
"That's true, but the effort was nice." I turned around and smiled at the boys, "Stiles is an odd name."
"I-uh… It's a nickname, my real name is too hard to pronounce." He leaned back in his desk and chuckled softly.
"Cool, you can call me Sky. Oh, and Scott, my brother and I are no threat. I promise. You're the only other wolf we've ever met." He looked at me skeptically, "I'll take a quiz? Pop-test? Honestly though you don't have to worry." I smiled at him and turned back around.
About halfway through the class the principal came back, and whispered something to Ms. Blake which I didn't care to hear. I had my ear buds in and was listening to one of my favourite songs; "Bleeding Out" by Imagine Dragons while drawing in my sketchbook. Amazing song, I'm just saying. When I saw Scott leave the class I paused my music, pulling out my ear buds and turning towards Stiles, who was staring at his paper intently.
"Considering you haven't done anything you sure do look like you're concentrating pretty hard on that paper." I put my elbow on the front of his desk and rested my head on my hand, giving him an amused smile.
"Oh, yeah… My mind was just somewhere else is all… Wait you're drawing, you can't already be done, can you?" He leaned forward, looking over my shoulder at my desk where I had a half-finished drawing of Ezio Auditore from Assassins Creed open in my sketchbook. "Whoa, that's Ezio, right?" He asked excitedly, "Can I see?"
"Oh, sure." I laughed and handed the sketchbook to him, "Be careful, that book is my baby, Stiles." He started flipping through the book and I crossed my arms on his desk and rested my head. I closed my eyes and started humming to myself.
"These are incredible Skylar…" He said in awe, still flipping through the pages.
"Thanks… most of them are really random but I also like drawing video game characters and stuff like that. Call me Sky, by the way." I replied with my eyes still closed.
"Ezio, Iron Man, Aragorn, oh this is fricking awesome, Darth Vader!"
"Yep my mask of 'oh-so-cool' is officially shattered, that's right world, I am a dork." I laughed and looked up to see Stiles staring down at me.
"Eh, you're still extremely cool. I love all this stuff!" He smiled.
"Thanks Stiles." I replied, sitting up with a stretch and taking my sketchbook back from him, "You should probably do some work, you know."
"Oh, yeah… good idea."
I turned back to my desk and started back on my sketch. Pretty good first class.