++++++ So I'm reposting the chapters, I know it's been like two years since I updated. I've done some small edits and added some paragraphs but I'm invested in Teen Wolf again!
Pairings are as such:
- OCxStiles
- OCxDerek (much further down the track)
- AllisonxScott
More relationships may develop later on down the track.
I hope you enjoy.
I do not own ++++++
One
The first thing she saw as she drove down the highway with the music pumped up and the windows rolled all the way down was the sign that said Welcome to Beacon Hills. She laughed and rolled her eyes behind a pair of reflective aviator glasses before letting out the mother of all screams just to let the town know she was back.
Coming home the day before she was due to start her sophomore year at Beacon Hills High wasn't exactly how she planned it but even the best laid plans have a habit of going haywire. She pushed her foot down on the gas, urging the car to go beyond the normal speed limit of fifty until it hit seventy.
She let out another almighty scream into the night air and the car shot through the early hours of evening twilight. It was only her, her headlights and a set of flashing red and blues.
Damn it, she cursed, realising the she'd sped past a sheriff's deputy waiting to ambush anyone willing to break the rules. She changed her foot from the gas to the break and slowed right down so the deputy could overtake her and pull up in front of her. She laughed as the uniformed deputy approached her with his ticket book in his hand. This was just the sort of welcome home she really needed right now, god her mother was going to flip a shit when she found out. Hey mum I'm back…and I have a ticket for speeding…
"License and registration," the deputy grumbled as he held his hand out.
She leant over to the glove box, pulling out the registration for the car and her license from her wallet before giving them to the deputy. "Problem, officer?" she asked him, sweetly, pushing her glasses off her face and into her tangled mass of ebony curls all the while exposing those dark brown-green eyes.
He paused. "Well, as I live and breathe…Rose McCall, back from her grand adventure in the Amazon and the first thing she does is get a speeding ticket."
Leaning a little further out of the car, sixteen-year-old Rose McCall studied the deputy until she realised who it actually was. "Sheriff Stilinski?" she frowned.
Sheriff John Stilinski flashed a grin at the young woman. "I assume your time away has made you forget about speed limits and road signs?" he asked, sarcastically. "I didn't think that things were that different in the jungle." Hesitantly, Sheriff Stilinski held the pen over the ticket book as he stared at her. "I'm going to let you off with a warning, the last thing Melissa needs is you coming back into town with a speeding ticket on your first day back." He put his pen in his pocket and put his hand on the roof of the car. "This is your only warning, kiddo. Get home and sort yourself out, you've got school tomorrow."
She rolled her eyes. "I think I prefer being in the jungle, thank you. Wild animals-much easier to deal with that hormonal teenagers," she frowned, earning a chuckle from the sheriff.
Over twelve months ago, Rose McCall had gone to live some of her relatives in Brazil. Her mother had seen it as the only way to get her out of Beacon Hills and away from the crowd that Rose had gotten herself involved in. The smoking and drinking was bad enough but when Melissa had found out that she had been doing drugs and having sex with random strangers, she got in contact with their estranged father and the two of them shipped her off to his brother's in Brazil. That was bad enough but the fact that Rose was separated from her twin brother was worse. It was like she was missing an arm or a leg…her soul even. Now, twelve months later, Rose was determined that the whole town would see a change in her. And judging by the look on the Sheriff's face, he could certainly see it.
"Scott will be sure as hell happy to see you home," the Sheriff told Rose with a grin. "Go home."
Rose gave him a half assed salute once the Sheriff gave her the car registration and her license back. "Yes, sir." She waited until the Sheriff had driven off before pumping her music back up and heading home.
When she pulled up in the driveway, the sight of the same familiar blue grey two story house made her heart flutter. Damn it was certainly good to be home. She had meant to be home at the start of summer vacation, just over three months ago, but there had been an accident and Rose had been put in hospital for a couple of weeks after being attacked by a black panther just outside Rio. The doctors refused to let her travel so she spent months waiting for the all clear, finally getting it just over a week ago.
She rubbed her left thigh where the three ugly scars remained. The panther had managed to get all the way down through the muscle and almost to the bone before some of the locals scared it away. The doctors said it would take her months to heal but after a couple days, Rose was walking around and a couple weeks she was finally allowed out much to the chagrin of her already suspicious doctor. One of the only reasons that Rose got the all clear was due to the fact that her doctor had been killed by the same black panther that attacked her.
The first thing she did once she was out of the car was go to the boot for her suitcases. There were four compared to the one that she went away with. Melissa had forbidden her in taking her phone or her laptop but Rose soon adapted. She knew she had a lot of apologising to do-specially to her family and her closest friend. Rose had hurt a lot of people that she didn't care about but the ones she cared about the most were the ones she really hurt the most.
Her mum, Scott and Stiles.
Rose grabbed the first suitcase and stalked up to the front porch before slamming her fist on the door with a slight grin.
Silence.
So she hit it again.
"COMING!"
Rose hit the door a third time as she heard the sound of thundering footsteps coming down the stairs.
"HANG ON!"
The door was wrenched open and Rose found herself staring at the warm brown eyes of her twin brother. He opened his mouth as if to yell at her but stopped when he realised who it was. "Rose?"
I threw my arms around him. "Scott!"
"Holy crap!" Scott gasped, hugging her back. "When did you get back?"
"Two second ago!" Rose grinned, squeezing her brother. "Come help me get the rest of the suitcases out of the car." She grabbed his hand and dragged him back to the car.
"You have a car?" Scott whined. "Man, not fair!"
Rose laughed. "You can borrow it to, grumpy. It was a present from Aunty Margaret and Uncle Jared. It's for both of us."
Scott grabbed some stuff out of the boot and the two of them went inside.
"What's for dinner?" Rose asked, grinning from ear-to-ear. "You still a crap cook?"
"Hey!" Scott grumbled. "Not crap! We'll order Thai."
Rose grinned as the two of the dumped her suitcases in her slightly musty smelling room. "This place stinks!" She pushed the window open and hung halfway out, taking in a deep breath. "What time does mum finish work?"
Scott shrugged. "Dunno, two I think."
"I'm gonna unpack," Rose told him. "Wanna help?"
Scott snorted. "Yeah, no thanks. I've gotta get my lacross stuff together. This year, I am playing on the team."
"Not on the bench?" Rose teased.
Scott shot his sister a tortured look but he smiled at the same time. "So glad to have you back. Call mum once you've unpacked."
Rose gave him the same half assed salute she gave Sheriff Stilinski then set about unpacking. The first thing she found was the dream catcher she'd been given by a tribal trader. Rose had been given it a month ago by a little old woman who sensed a cat inside her, it was made from natural coloured material and had charms hanging off the bottom. Her favourite was the cat's eye charm followed by the small figure of a big cat. She'd always loved cats, loved the way they looked, loved the way they acted, loved the way they were so independent. Rose grinned and put the dream catcher up above her bed.
The year was going to be the best.