Episode 1

                             Welcome to Beacon Hills!

"Welcome to Beacon Hills!" Claire read excitedly. I rolled my eyes, slowing for a stop light. "Claire, you know why we're here." She nodded excitedly. "For a new start. To have new lives." I nodded. "And that's why we are not going to ruin this chance of freedom. Okay, Sylvia gave us this chance, only because I'm now 17. She said if we don't screw this up, I'll become your legal guardian. Which means no more foster care." She had stars in her eyes. I checked the time, pulling into a motel. "Ok Kid. Let's go." We grabbed our duffel bags, I paid for a room and we unlocked the door to find a semi clean room. "Go take a shower, and get to sleep." I nudged her towards the bathroom.

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I adjusted my skirt, and hoisted my backpack up onto my shoulder. Claire was already surrounded by , other freshmen. I walked up the steps, past a girl with a pouty expression, who had 2 guys by her side, and an asian girl with red hair. I looked down when I passed, but suddenly got overwhelmed by nausea, my vision blurring, senses heightening. I could feel the fire burning and suddenly I was grabbed by two hands, being carried away from the school. "No! No I can't screw this up." I muttered. I felt two hands holding down my legs, and two more on my arms. I'm going to die! I tried to move, then felt a pinching on my neck, and I could see, hear and smell again. I sat up. The Redhead was sitting in front of me. The two guys, one with dark brown eyes and hair and a crooked jaw, the other short, but spiked hair on top and adorable moles on one side of his face wearing a blue shirt. The asian looked sat cross legged. I stood, the boy in the blue shirt raced forwards and grabbed my arms. I steadied myself and looked at him. "Hi. I'm Stiles. We're here to make sure you realize you have a power." The crooked jaw guy stepped forwards, offering a crooked grin. "I'm Scott. Stiles don't scare the shit outta her." I looked wide eyed from guy to guy. "Ok boys, let her go." The asain sighed stepping forwards. "Hi I'm Tamara. I'm related to Kira Yukimara. You know the girl that used to go here but transferred to Japan to be a model. The name was familiar. "And I'm Lydia." The pouty one spoke. I nodded. "I'm Rae. And I'm late. I need to get to homeroom." Stiles grinned and offered me his arm. "You're a junior too?" I nodded, bashfully taking his arm. "And my sister is a Freshman." I explained our situtaion to my new found friends on the way to homeroom.