I had such a big day today. I went kayaking, I went grocery shopping, and I made steak for dinner with my dad. Kind of kept me occupied. My friend's dog died ): He was so adorable. Sorry if I'm making you sad.
DISCLAIMER
I only own my OC, Amelia Ashbel. I'm sorry in advance if any characters act differently. I hope you enjoy (: Who do you want to play Thea? Selena Gomez or Sasha Pieterse? I'm also thinking Nina Dobrev would be a good choice.
Ch. 2: The Moonstone
I was kind of looking around for Alison or Scott. I had no idea where anything I was. I found my locker that was pretty easy, but I had to get to the guidance counselor to get my schedule. I put my stuff in my locker. I kind of just walked around the hallways looking around. Okay, I'm not going to find this place by myself.
I walked up to a random dude. "Hey," I said putting my hands in my pockets.
"Wha-" He pointed to himself. "Hi." He said and looked at me.
"I'm new, and I was wondering if you could show me where the guidance counselor's office is?" I asked hopefully.
He nodded. "Yeah, sure come on." He said after stuttering for a while. I smiled. "So, what's your name?"
"My name's Mia Ashbel, you?"
"I'm Stiles." Stiles?
"Interesting name." I stated. "At least I'm not going to forget it." I saw his eyes widen slightly.
"So, um why did you move to Beacon Hills?"
I shrugged. "I moved in with my older brother, Nick. Time for a change, I guess." Then we stopped outside the Guidance Counselor's office. "Thanks, Stiles. I'll see you around."
"Really?" He asked in disbelief. I cocked my head and smirked. "Y-Yeah, totally! See ya, Mia." I let out a small laugh. I knocked on the door.
"Come in." I turned around and gave Stiles a goodbye wave, and walked into the guidance counselor's office. I smiled at her.
"Hi, I'm Amelia Ashbel. I'm the new kid, and I was told to come here for my schedule." I said and put my hands in my pockets and swayed back and forth.
"Yes, Amelia. Sit down." I glanced at her confused, but sat down still.
Then she leaned on her elbows and looked at me. "How are you doing, Amelia."
"I prefer Mia, and fine. I guess." I said in slight confusion.
"Do you want to talk, Mia?" Then my eyes widened in realization.
"You're giving me therapy, aren't you? Why are you giving me therapy?" I demanded.
"Your brother, Nick asked me to." I groaned and threw my head back.
"I don't need therapy. I need my schedule and caffeine." I said sarcastically then got up. "Can you just give me my schedule, and then I'll head to class." She looked at me, studying me then gave me my schedule.
"Have a nice day."
"You too." I mumbled, and left. As soon as I shut the door I murmured. "Stupid, invasive
therapists." I had Mr. Harris first with Chemistry. Right in the morning? Really? I hurried to the class, and got there just before the bell rang. Luckily there was one seat open. Oh, look it's by Stiles. I hopped over and sat down. "Hey." I said as I got out my binder.
"Mia, hi!" He said quickly. Then the teacher, probably Mr. Harris started speaking. I need to get the past assignments and stuff from him later.
"Just a friendly reminder. Parent teacher conferences are tonight. Students below a C average are required to attend. I won't name you because the shame and self disgust should be enough punishment." I reeled back. I turned to Stiles.
I whispered, "Is he serious?" Stiles nodded. 'Wow' I mouthed and slid in my seat. This is not going to be a fun class.
Then Stiles started highlighting his notebook. I flipped to the same page he was on. "Has anyone seen Scott McCall?" I looked up to see Mr. Harris looking expectantly down at Stiles. Scott McCall. Same Scott from last night maybe?
Stiles looked up. He had the highlighter's cap in his mouth. I accidently let out a small laugh, but just as Mr. Harris was about to set his face towards me the door opened. I looked to see a boy. A hot boy, but he kind of looked sick. Mr. Harris pointed his attention towards the boy.
The boy sat down, and Mr. Harris walked over and said something. Then walked to the board. "Everybody, start reading Chapter 9." I flipped to the page in my book. "Mr. Stilinski," He called out. I looked up on impulse. "Try putting the highlighter down between paragraphs. It's Chemistry, not a coloring book." I raised an eyebrow. Then Stiles spat the highlighter cap in the air and caught it with his hand.
I looked at him impressed. "Scott?" I asked, and his head turn towards me. "Doesn't happen to have a girlfriend named Allison Argent, does he?" I asked.
He nodded quickly. "Yeah, how did you know that?" I pursed my lips and nodded.
"I went to a family dinner at the Argent house. That was very pleasant." I said sarcastically, but with an amused smile.
"Whoa, really. Why?"
"I'm the Argent's new neighbor. Whipee!" I cheered sarcastically.
"What happened at the dinner?" He asked.
"Oh my god, it was like watching a SitCom dinner. Seriously there was Mr. Argent who talked about a rabid dog who his father shot." His eyes widened out of his head. "I know, right. Then it got super awkward, don't really want to explain that. Then Alison brought a condom out of nowhere, that was super hilarious." His eyes widened.
"Whoa, really?" I nodded.
"It was an eventful evening." I commented. "Who's that guy?" I asked pointing to the sick looking guy.
"That's Jackson."
"What happened to him? He kind of looks like a druggie." I said observing the dark under eyes. Then Stiles suddenly leaned over to a tan, fit boy our age. Dang, he is attractive.
"Hey Danny, can I ask you a question?" His name is Danny.
"No." He said after pausing. I snorted slightly.
"Well I'm going to ask anyways." Stiles said, not taking no for an answer. "Did Lydia show up in your homeroom?"
"No." He said after a smaller pause. He looked to me with wide eyes and I just gave him a confused look. Then he went back to Danny again.
"Can I ask you another question?"
"Answers still no." Danny repeated. I smirked. I like Danny.
"Does anybody know what happened to her and Jackson last night?" I'm guessing Jackson is not a druggie then.
Danny hesitated. "He wouldn't tell me."
"But you're his best friend!" I smacked Stiles. "What?"
"Slightly insensitive!" I whispered. Then he turned to Danny again.
"One more question."
"What?" Danny said loudly.
"Do you find me attractive?" Stiles leaned forward, and fell out of his chair. I bit my hand to keep myself from laughing. Then I turned to Danny.
"Mia, nice to meet you." We shook hands.
"Danny." Then Stiles stumbled back into his seat and looked around.
"Smooth." I whispered.
"Shut up." He whined. I just smirked.
"So, I'm guessing you like Danny." I said quietly so Danny wouldn't hear.
"Wha? No!" I furrowed my brow.
"You just asked him if he found you hot." I pointed out.
"I wanted to know if I was attractive to gay guys." He muttered.
"What?" I said giggling.
"What do you think?" Then he looked me straight in the eye. I started looking around his face. He was cuter than I realised, but more in a nerdy cute way. Still cute. He had hazel eyes. "Mia?" I kind of shook myself.
"I don't know, dude." I said defending myself. "It's like compare yourself to other attractive gay guys, I guess." I shrugged. I heard him groan and slump in his seat. I smirked.
We worked together on a lab project, but we finished early so we got back to talking. "Why did you move to Beacon Hills."
"Um, change of guardianship." I said. "Kind of spur of the moment sort of thing." I said sort of quietly. I think he knew it was a sort of hard topic, and left.
"Well, why did you move in the middle of the school year?" He asked after a minute.
"Um, the change of guardianship kind of happened fast, but I'm used to moving around." He straightened.
"What did your parents do?" I straightened a little bit, and relaxed on my elbows.
"Um, they were archeologists. It was actually pretty fun going everywhere." Then I saw his eyes move down to my neck, and when they got there they widened.
"What's that?" I looked down to my necklace. I picked it up and smiled.
"Oh, my parents got it for me." I said with a big smile. "They found it on a dig site in the Black Forest in Germany."
"What's that gem?" He said looking closer.
"I don't know. I always thought it was Opal or Topaz." I shrugged.
"I think it's moonstone." Then he backed up. I shrugged.
"Never thought of that." I said looking down at it. Then the bell rang. "See ya around, Stiles." Then I got up and went to the hallway. They day went by in a blur. I had free period last period. Awesome! I think I'm just going to go home early and go on a run.
Just when I was down the hallway I saw a man wearing a black leather jacket leave the school. I went to my locker and got my stuff. When I got home I changed into some black shorts and a purple running tank top. I got my phone and turned on my exercise playlist.
Before Nick left he told me there was a really good running path in the woods near our house. I stretched a little bit so I wouldn't cramp. I always cramp unless I stretch. I started jogging, and eventually found the trail.
I turned and started running. I turned my music up and started running faster. I like running at all the places I visited. I would usually get lost, but I would stumbled upon something cool. Like an oasis or a small cave.
I kept running. I eventually started sprinting. Then I felt a random tap on my shoulder. I yelped and turned around. There was a man in a black leather jacket. Like the one in the school. "Why would you do that?" I said putting a hand over my rapidly beating heart.
"You shouldn't be here."
"Excuse me." I said crossing my arms.
"This is private property."
"No, it's the preserve. The preserve is open to everybody. There is even a sign with a map of the running trail right outside the woods." I said pointing in the direction I came from.
"Just get out." Then his eyes went down to my neck. "What's that?" I Picked up my necklace.
"My necklace?" Why is everybody so interested in it.
"That's a moon stone." He said coming towards me and looking at it. I looked down at my neck.
"I guess?" Why does everybody know its a moonstone.
Then I was pushed against a tree. "Where did you get this necklace?" I gaped at him, and pushed him off me.
"What the hell?"
"Where did you get it?" He repeated. This time he wasn't pushing me against a tree, but he was still seriously close to me, and he was looking in my eyes.
"My parents gave it to me." I said glaring back into his eyes.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Like I would tell you." He took a step forward. "It's Mia!" I squeaked. God, I'm pathetic. Then he took a step back. I took a step forward trying to be perceived as threatening. "And who the hell are you?" I said in an emotionless tone.
"Derek." He stated. He didn't move at all. We just kind of ended up looking into each others eyes. I was glaring, and he was studying. "Derek Hale." He said looking into my eyes. "What do your parents do?"
"I'm not discussing my personal business with a guy who pushed me up to a tree and threatened me. Stranger Danger." I said shrugging while crossing my arms.
He rolled his eyes. "Fine. What's your last name?"
I hesitated. "Ashbel." I said quietly. "Okay Derek, I'm going to go now." I started walking away. "See ya." Then I started jogging back in the direction I came to get home quickly.
I got home, and immediately went to my computer. I'm totally googling him. I went into the search bar and typed in his name. A few hits came up. News Articles. I clicked the first one. LAURA HALE CONFIRMED DEATH BY ANIMAL. Oh my god. His sister. She was one of the victims of the recent animal attacks. I went back to the search page and clicked the next one.
HALE HOUSE FIRE. The Hale House caught fire. It claimed most of the Hale family. The only survivors were Derek and Laura Hale. Peter Hale did survive the attack, but he was put in a comatose state by burn marks taking up half his face. We are very sorry for their lost. They have all of our condolences from the Beacon Hills News Team.
Oh my god. He was all alone. First his family. Now his sister. He sort of has his uncle, but not really. I swallowed. I was such a bitch to him. Now I feel bad, but I didn't know. I'm defending myself. Well the guy did push me against a tree. He kind of deserved it, but he might just be acting out, but he lost his sister to an animal attack. Just like my parents. Maybe I should talk to him.
No. I will probably never see him again. I don't have to think about this. It's not worth thinking about. I should be watching parody videos, because those are entertaining. I have to go to Parent Teacher conferences to learn how I'm suppose to act. I don't get why, but it's mandatory.
I have to go there in about...2 minutes. Shit! I ran downstairs and got my bag with my keys inside of it. I got in my car and sped to the school. I don't know how I didn't get pulled over, but not complaining.
It was dark, and there was people walking in. I had to go to Coach. That should be interesting. He is always heavily caffeinated, and usually jittery. I found his office and walked in. He was there. "Oh there you are, sit down." I sat down and kind of shifted in my seat. "You got long legs, you a runner?"
"Um, yeah?" I said kind of confused.
"Join the team." I looked at him.
"Anything else, Coach?"
"Oh yeah, get good grades, and don't be an annoying teenager." I just kind of sat there expectantly. Was that it? He looked at his paper and took a sip of his coffee.
"Okay. Thanks Coach." I said and got up out of my seat. I started walking. I turned back to any objections.
"Goodbye." He said when I just stood there. I turned on my heel and left. That was odd. When I went outside there were cars backing out and people running. I went down the steps. There was a man, and a car was backing up. It was going to hit him. Before I could even think I pushed him out of the way and fell next to him.
I groaned. I think I twisted my ankle. "Are you alright?" THe man pulled me to my feet. I almost fell over. "Woah." He said as he steadied me.
"I'm fine. I just need to get home, and put something on my ankle." Then I heard a growl. I slowly turned around. I took in a breath. It was a mountain lion. The one that did all the animal attacks. The one that killed Derek's sister. Then it fell to the ground and started pouring blood. The man sort of pulled me backwards without hurting me.
Then Animal control came and took the mountain lion. The man I was leaning on turned towards me. "I'm going to take you to the hospital." I shook my head.
"No, I'm fine."
"No, you're not." He protested. "Come on." He moved me over to a police car and pushed me into the passenger seat. Then he got in the drivers seat.
"You're an officer?" I asked. He nodded.
"I'm the Sheriff." At least I got someone on the inside now.
"Oh." I said slightly high pitched. We kind of drove in silence to the hospital. When we got in a tan woman smiled at the Sheriff. Then she saw me and jogged over to us.
"What happened?"
"Um, I kind of ran into a car?" I said biting my lip.
She looked confused. Then the Sheriff continued. "This lady pushed me out of the way of a backing up car." The woman smiled.
"What's you name?" She asked.
"Um, Amelia Ashbel." I probably had to use my real name for this stuff. She nodded.
"Okay, I'll take it from her John." The Sheriff nodded.
"I'm going to stay. Just make sure she's okay." Then he sat down in the waiting room. The nurse moved me over to a small examination room.
"You can call me, Melisa." I smiled. "So, what happened?"
"Um, well I think I might've twisted my ankle. Nothing else hurts. Just my ankle." I clarified. She smiled at me and moved down to my foot.
She touched certain parts of my ankle and I tried not to flinch. "Yeah, it's twisted. Not badly though. I'll get you some crutches for now. It should be healed in about 11 days." I smiled.
"That's not too bad." I shrugged. She let out a small smile.
"You'll be fine in no time. That was very brave what you did for Sheriff Stilinski."
"Stilinski? That's an odd last name." She let out another small laugh.
"I take it you haven't been here for that long." She stated.
"I haven't even been here for a full 24 hours." I said. Her eyes widened.
"Wow, I'm going to go get your crutches. I'll be right back." I just nodded and she left. She came back about two minutes later with crutches. "Here you go, honey.' SHe gave me the crutches. I smiled.
"Thanks, Mrs?"
"McCall." I stood up on my crutches.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure I know your son, Scott." She looked at me confused.
"I thought he wasn't at school today." I shrugged.
"He wasn't. I'm neighbors with the Argents and they invited me over for dinner." She gave me a small smile.
"Where did you move from?"
"Um, I kind of jumped around a lot. Nothing I would consider a home. Last place I was was China." She raised her eyebrows.
"China? Wow, that must be fascinating." I nodded. "What do your parents do?"
"Um, they were archeologists." I've said that a lot lately. Mostly because this conversation comes up alot.
"Oh, I'm sorry." She sounded sympathetic. I guess she guessed. I nodded.
"Thanks, not your fault." I shrugged. "Okay, Melissa, I'm going to go home. At least I get to sleep in tomorrow." Todays Friday! Whoo! She smiled.
"Okay, I think Sheriff Stilinski is taking you home." I smiled and walked out.
"Thanks again."
"No problem." Then she led me out the door with a smile.
I walked outside.I've been on crutches a few times before. I'm pretty clumsy. I went outside to the Sheriff. "Hey," He got up.
"Hey sweetheart, how are you doing?" He walked towards me.
"I'm fine. Twisted ankle. It'll be healed in two weeks." I shrugged it off. He gave me a small smile.
"I should say Thank you." I smiled.
"It was no big deal." Then all of a sudden I saw Stiles running down the hallway.
"Dad!" He ran up to his dad and observed him. "Dad, are you okay?" His dad rolled his eyes, but gave him a small smile.
"I'm fine, Stiles. This girl pushed me out of the way." His eyesight went towards me.
"Hey Stiles." I gave him a small wave. He straightened.
"Mia?" I gave him a smile.
"I'm going to take Mia home now. You can talk to her later. She's had a long night." Not really.
I shrugged nonetheless. "Okay, see ya later Stilinski." At least I know where the nickname Stiles comes from. He kind of just gaped at me as I walked by him. What's his deal? I just pushed his dad away from a moving car.
Mr. Stilinski took me home and I got to my room. I got into my PJs and got into bed. Well at least the animal attacks are over.
So what did you think? Review what you want to happen! Who you ship! Stiles/OC Derek/OC? Derek/OC/Stiles?
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