Live Like We're Dying

"He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right. I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night." -Taylor Swift

Prologue

Sometimes, life throws situations at you that you don't know how to respond to. For example, I didn't know how to react when I found out the reason why my parents made me move to Beacon Hills. I didn't know how to react when one of my best friends, Scott McCall, told me he was a werewolf. And I certainly didn't know how to respond when I found out that the guy I've been in love with since ninth grade, Stiles, was in love with someone else. Lydia.

Of course, he would be in love with beautiful, popular Lydia and not awkward and plain me. I didn't expect someone as cute as Stiles to fall for someone like me, especially considering I was one of his best friends. That's one of the reasons I haven't told him how I feel. We had a truly wonderful, beautiful, and incredible friendship and I don't want to ruin that.

Okay, hello :) I love Teen Wolf a lot, and I've had this idea swimming in my head like a fish for a while now. I was going to wait to finish another story that I'm writing, but I didn't want to forget about this story, so I just figured I'd write both. Ok, so I love Stiles, and I noticed that there aren't many Stiles/OC fanfics out there, so I'm going to write about him and Anya :) This is a prologue, a sort of little intro to everything. Uh, you won't find out the reason why Anya moved to Beacon Hills until a few chapters in, but yeah, it's pretty serious.

Please Review. I'm not even sure I'll continue this story or not.