Disclaimer: Sadly I did not write Teen Wolf. Or there would be way more Stiles in it!

Hey! So you may have noticed already but this is my first fan fiction online. So constructive criticism is more then encouraged, it's greatly appreciated. Sorry there was no Stiles in the first chapter. I wanted to build a background for the characters and where they stand. But don't worry there will be plenty of Stiles in chapters to come! I hope you like it!

"What's an alpha?" Avery says out load to herself still looking at the book.

"I'm sorry, what?" She looks up and is surprised to see the kid from half her classes with the adorable brown eyes staring back at her, with a confused look.

"Oh… um… it's nothing I was just talking to myself. You know just embracing my crazy today." She rambles out, like she usually does when she's nervous. Until she realizes how stupid she sounds and brings her hand to her forehead.

"Oh OK then…" He starts to turn away but stops and turns back around. "Your in my first period right?"

"And a couple others I believe. But yes, I am in your English class as well." She responds with a smile.

"Yeah… right… I knew that. I see you like all day, everyday… not that I was like stalking you or anything. I just noticed you were in most of my classes." He trips over his words and she laughs lightly. "I'm Stiles." He puts out his hand with an awkward smile.

"I'm Avery." She responds shaking his hand timidly. "So Stiles, why are you at school so early? I thought I was the only one"

"Oh well I have lacrosse practice in the morning." he responds with a shrug taking the seat next to her.

"I'm sorry. Am I keeping you?" She stumbles out.

"No, no you're fine. I never actually play." He adds a humorless chuckle at the end.

"I'm sorry to hear that." She responds slowly.

"Don't be. Someone has to keep the bench warm." He shrugs.

"Yeah, I don't know anything about lacrosse. My first time ever seeing the sport was the practice yesterday."

"Well, we have our first elimination after school Friday, if you want to see more." He says bobbing his head to the side and lifting his hand.

"Lydia will probably make Allison and I go anyways. So, I'm sure I'll see you there."

"Oh, you know Lydia?" He try's to sound casual but it ends up sounding way too eager.

OK. He must really like Lydia. Avery thinks to herself.

"Yeah. I met her yesterday." She say with a small smile letting him know that I think something's up.

"So, why did you move to Beacon Hills?" He asks with a tilt of his head while his hands drum on his legs. He's obviously trying to change the subject before she questions him further.

"Change of scenery I guess…" She hasn't really told anyone the real reason her family left, not even Allison.

"Well, you know, my sister killed herself and I refused to believe it. So I took the investigation over. And my parents wanted me to stop so they brought me here. Not that that helped though, because I'm still working on it… now actually, like right now." Nope people might think she's just a tad weird. So for now she's sticking to the 'change of scenery' story. But the look of hesitation he gives her basically says ' I don't believe you'. He doesn't dwell on it though. Instead he checks his phone and sees the time.

"Well, I should probably go. You know practice and all. And I'll let you get back to reading. So, I guess I'll see you in English." He stumbles to his feet while trying to grab all of his stuff on the floor next to him.

"Bye, Stiles." She says with a smile and a small laugh at his clumsiness.

"Bye, Avery." He says after straightening up and returning her smile before running off to the practice he's clearly late for.

Friend number four down! She thinks to herself.

She sits there staring down at the book in her hands for a good 10 minutes at least, before Allison finally shows up.

"Hey." Allison says with a big smile on her face. Avery knows she must be floating on cloud nine right now.

"Hey. So you and puppy boy huh?" She raises her eyebrows and smiles.

"Puppy boy?"

"Oh, come on. You have to admit Scott looks like a little puppy." Allison laughs and walks past her to head to her locker.

They spend the rest of the morning talking about last night and when Lydia shows up they talk about L.A. and all the places Allison lived before. In all it's a fun morning. And then the dreaded bell has to ring and ruin everything. Her and Allison head to English together and take the same seats they had yesterday. Allison immediately gets into a conversation with Scott so Avery's stuck without anyone to talk to. Well not anyone.

"Hey Stiles." Avery says kicking the back of his chair lightly and gives him a small wave. He turns around with a pen in his mouth and it falls to the floor when a big smile spreads across his face.

"Hey Avery." He says after flailing to try and grab his pen.

"How was practice?" She asks leaning forward on her desk.

"Uh, mostly Stilesless. I got a great view from the bench though. I mean as far as great views go the bench is basically as good as it can get." He stumbles out.

"Wow. If you keep talking like that I just might get jealous." She says with a smile, leaning back in her seat.

"You really should be. Everyone should. In fact it's all part of my master plan. I'm bad on purpose. That way I can just sit back and watch the games." He bobs his head to the side.

"But you still get all the street cred of being on the team right?" She asks like she completely understands.

"Yeah, girls love a lacrosse player…who never actually plays." Stiles says leaning back and almost falling out of his seat

"I'm sure they do." She laughs lightly.

Just then the bell rings and Stiles shoots her one last smile before shrugging and turning around. The next couple of days were basic routine: school, Allison and or Lydia, bed and repeat. But when Avery is walking into chemistry on Friday she realizes her usual seat is taken. So she has to find a new one next to an extremely attractive boy at the back of the class.

"Hey. Your new right?" He says turning to her.

"Uh yeah I just moved here last week." She smiles.

"I'm Danny." He sticks out his hand and she takes it giving him a firm handshake. This must be Lydia's friend Danny! Friend number five!

"Avery. Would you happen to be Jackson's best friend Danny?"

"So you've heard of me?" He says with a sweet smile.

"From Lydia, yeah." She gives him a smile and a small nod.

"Oh, yeah. I saw you sitting with her at lunch the past couple of days. But I never got the chance to say hello."

"Oh… It's ok she was giving us the yes's and no's on people so I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been able to talk much anyways."

"Yeah, that sounds like a Lydia thing to do." He laughs. "Are you guys coming to the first eliminations after school today?"

"Yeah, I'll keep an eye out for you."

"Is Lydia dragging you along?"

"Not yet but I'm sure she will… actually someone on the team told me about them. Maybe you know him. His name is Stiles. That's him over there." She points to the back of Stiles head but he's in such a deep conversation with Scott he doesn't even notice.

"Yeah, I know him. Wish I don't but I do." He says with a roll of his eyes.

"That bad?" She says with wince.

"That bad." He confirms with a stern nod of his head.

When the bell rings to go to lunch she walks with Danny out the door and too the cafeteria. Where Lydia is already residing at the table in the middle of the room. Avery takes the seat across from her and Danny sits next to Avery. Allison joins them with her tray of food. She feels a little dorky pulling out her brown paper bag while everyone else buys lunch but she swallows it and takes out the Tupperware her mom packed her decked out salad in it.

"That looks good where'd you get it?" Allison asks next to her.

"Oh, my moms a professional caterer." Avery shrugs.

"I'm jealous. My moms idea of cooking is take out." Danny says next to her. They all laugh and have a good time talking about the best places in town to eat. Jackson joins them, taking a seat next to Lydia and adds in some of his favorite places to go.

"Can we talk about something important please?" Lydia finally interrupts after fixing her makeup. "Like the party tonight."

"Oh, yeah I can go." Avery says through a mouthful of her salad.

"Good! And ew, chew swallow then answer next time, Avery." Avery shoots her a sarcastic apology smile and Lydia just rolls her eyes and turns to Allison.

"Yeah I'll be there."

"Ok, we have a lot to do then." Lydia all of a sudden gets very serious. "So you guys can come over tonight after lacrosse and we can talk strategy."

And then she was off. There was no stopping this girl when she starts. The rest of the lunch was monopolized by party talk. Nothing interesting happened the rest of the school day. And when the bell rings, she runs to her locker to beat the crowd and shoves her stuff in. But when she turns around to rush over to Allison's locker she ends up colliding with a particularly twitchy boy causing all of the books, that she just picked up, to fall to the floor.

"Oh, sorry." She says hurrying to grab her stuff. She looks up sees Stiles bending down to help her collect her things and then Scott next to him.

"No, it was my fault I should know better then walking on the side with lockers by now." He laughs quietly. They all get up off the floor and hand her, her things.

"I should know better then entering a highly trafficked filled street without looking both ways. At least yours wasn't drilled into as a child… My parent would be so disappointed" She spits out awkwardly but when they laugh she relaxes a bit. "Thanks" she lifts her books slightly so they know what she means.

"No problem." Stiles says with a nod as he rolls onto his heels

"Oh, I don't think we've properly met. I'm Avery. I'm a friend of Allison's." She shoves her hand out awkwardly towards Scott while balancing the books on her leg.

"And Stiles. She's a friend of Stiles too." Stiles adds proudly. Making Avery smile

"Hi. I'm Scott" he shakes her hand with and gives her a soft but still dazzling smile.

"Well, I'll let you two go. I don't want to make you late for your lacrosse thingy."

"Oh, are you coming?" Stiles asks trying to sound casual. Though it comes out more nerves then anything else.

"Yeah, I was right Lydia's dragging us along." Which actually turns out to be true because at the end of lunch she added ' we'll keep talking at lacrosse after school today' before strutting off. " So I'll see you there." She says with an awkward book wave

"See you there." They both say before the group parts ways.

Avery hurries off and gets to Allison's locker right on time, and they head off to meet Lydia on the field together. The whole elimination is basically everyone being in awe by Scott's sudden transformation. Avery did get to see Danny play a little and Jackson. But let's face it Scott dominated. Something did catch her eye though and that was Stiles. They've had passing conversations all week but nothing to serious, so she can't pretend like she knows him. But the look on his face was definitely one of worry. So after the elimination was over she walked up to him.

"Hey, Stiles. Are you ok?" She says jogging to keep up with him.

"Oh. Hey, Avery. Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be fine? Don't I look fine?"

"You're beautiful. Now, calm down." She says sarcastically.

"Haha. You're funny." He's practically jogging to his car and she's walking as fast as she can in the Lydia approved wedges to keep up.

"Thanks. And I wasn't even trying. Look can you stop for like five seconds please?" He does and looks at her expectantly. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just have a lot of research and I need to figure it out before Scott goes to that party tonight."

"Can't you just tell him at the party?" She asks trying to catch her breath.

"I wasn't really invited." She looks up at him and sees him staring at the floor.

"Well this is me inviting you." She says putting her hand on her hip and bends over slightly. "You are a really good fast walker." She looks up at him and sees him staring down on her in disbelief.

"You're inviting me to a party?"

"Yeah, that's what people do right invite people to parties. I wouldn't know. I've never been before… Crap! I wasn't supposed to say that. Could you not mention my lack of partying please? To like anyone… ever" Damn it! She slipped up. Why did she have to ramble! It was those eyes, those damn eyes! All big brown and sincere! They make her revert back to her old awkward ways. The ones she's been trying to burry with nice cloths and makeup, the ones that apparently won't go without a fight.

"You've never been to a party before?" He chuckles with pure disbelief.

"Hey. Can we not laugh at my lack of experience please?" She hits his arm hard.

"Ow! Too hard!" He moans grabbing his shoulder.

"You deserved it." She says putting her hands on her hips trying to look as Lydia as she can muster.

"What?! I'm just surprised. You don't seem like the party non-go-er type." He places his hands on his hips mimicking her gesture.

"Well, I am. I am a party virgin." She sees him tense up at the word virgin and laughs. "God Stiles don't be a prude."

"Says the girl who's never been to a party before." He mumbles, but cracks a smile half way through. Like he found out her dirty little secret.

"Whatever. Are you coming to the party or not?" She folds her arms across her chest and stares up at him.

"Yeah… Yeah I'll be there. Partying with my peers. That's where I'll be… tonight on a full moon."

"What does the full moon have to do anything?"

"Nothing! Just rambling. You know embracing my inner crazy today." He quotes her a little to quickly and loud for it to come across as 'nothing'.

"Ok. Well, I guess I'll see you tonight… Oh, and tell nobody." She says before walking away. She even adds in the 'I'm watching you' gesture just for effect.

"My lips are sealed." He smiles and she shoots him thumbs up and leaves. "Oh and Avery?"

"Yeah?" she turns around

"Um, where is the party exactly?" He asks with a bob of his head.

"Oh, sorry I'll txt you the address" she takes out her phone and hands it to him so he can type in his number. Once he hands it back to her he's blushing slightly. Crap! She just got a guys phone number without meaning too! This is great, just great! She txts him Lydia's address immediately and he checks his phone.

"Lydia's house? The parties at Lydia's house?" he looks extremely excited

"Yeah… Is that a problem?" she asks quietly, narrowing her eyes.

"No, no problem. Why would I have a problem? Problem free." He rambles on.

"Then what's with the face?" She folds her arms across her chest and continues to stare up at him.

"Nothings wrong with my face." He sounds offended. "This is my normal everyday face… What are you trying to say?" he narrows his eyes and folds his arms across his chest like a mirror copy of her.

"Hmm nothing. I guess I just imagined the love sick puppy look you just had on your face." He takes a step back and bobs his head. "Well I'll see you at the party." She gives him a small wave and leaves him standing there

When she gets home she decides to read more of her sisters diary before she goes over to Lydia's. The last entry is the one of the morning on her death.

Dear diary,

He's picking us off one by one. No one else believes me but I know it's him who's doing it. Even though he has everyone believing it's the hunters.

None of this matters though because tonight is a full moon. My family wants to go out and I can just say that I'm sick and have to stay in. I'm going to lock myself in the bathroom and chain myself to the wall with these bolts I bought yesterday. Maybe that will be enough but I really don't know. I just wish I wasn't alone. I wish I could talk to Avery. I've always been able to tell her everything and keeping this from her is killing me.

But that doesn't matter because tomorrow I'm going to do it. I'm going to kill him… I have to go. We have some kind of group meeting soon, about the full moon.

Farwell, possibly forever,

Quinn

Just incase: Don't judge me too harshly for putting my diary under my bed, Avery. I just knew you'd find it. Just incase. And Avery I love you with all my heart. To the moon and back.

Avery can feel the tears in her eyes but she doesn't remember allowing them to break the barrier and pour down her cheeks.

"To the moon and back." She whispers quietly the phrase that was passed between her and her sister almost every day. But then it hits her. God she was being so stupid it was obvious!

All the full moon references

The alpha

The group of people "pack"

It all finally made sense. Her sister…was a werewolf. And her dumb ass idea of a cure involved her killing the strongest person in her pack. The same person she new had a hit list for the rest of her pack. The same person that was in that surveillance video outside there apartment, with their face blurred out by a ridicules glare coming from their eyes. The same person that killed Avery's best friend in the whole world. And yet Avery had no idea who it is. But that didn't matter because Avery did know one thing.

Whoever it was. Wherever they are. Avery was going to find them, and kill them.

I hope you liked it, but even if you didn't please tell me what you didn't like about it, or tell me what you did like about it. Make suggestions on where you think the characters need to be worked on or what I should continue doing. Oh, and I'm sorry for all the grammar errors. I triple check everything but they still manage to slip through! I'll try and keep the chapters coming at least once a week and hopefully more.