One word to describe Dakota, hell. You would be completely idiotic to piss her off. Her temper burns like hellfire and when it boils over she is as vicious as a cougar. The one thing Dakota hates the most in the world, people. So why does Derek, her asshole of a cousin, think sending her to school is a good idea?

Derek was beginning to wonder that to as he flies off the porch of their burn down childhood home. He hits the ground with a heavy oof. "You want me to go to school!" Dakota yells as she walks out onto the front porch. "Are you insane Derek?!"

"Erg, you've gotten stronger." Derek groans as he gets up from the ground. Dakota is the only one who can kick Derek's ass and not get killed. Derek wipes the dirt off his ass as he looks at his beloved cousin.

"Yeah from kicking your ass all the time." Dakota says.

"Look, Koti-"

"Don't Koti me!" Dakota shouts. Derek is more like a brother to Dakota. He understood her like no one else. He knew she had anger management issues and he knew just how to make it all go away. Already she can feel her anger fading.

"Koti." Derek says in a sweet tone. "I'm sorry." Dakota glares at her cousin, but it's half-assed.

"Don't touch me." She says as Derek opens his arms and walks towards her. "Don't, Derek! No! I don't want a hug!" Derek wraps his arms around his cousin and rests his head on top of hers. Dakota growls but finds herself wrapping her arms around him despite how much she doesn't want to. She sighs and buries her face in his chest.

"We don't know how long it'll take to find Laura. We need to try to blend in as much as we can."

"So why send me to school then? You know how bad I can be."

"Because I can't homeschool you, Koti. Not when I'm looking for Laura. You have to just deal with it." Dakota sighs and feels all the anger fade away.

"I hate you."

"Love you too." Derek whispers as he kisses her temple. "Now get your ass to school."

"I just want to stay here a little longer." Derek smiles and holds her tighter to him. Since the fire, Dakota's temper and attitude have only gotten worst, but Derek always knew how to handle her. Dakota also feels safe in her big cousin's arms because she knows Derek would never let any harm come to her.

"Get to school Dakota." Derek says as he pulls away.

"Der-bear-"

"Not going to work, kitten. Get to school." Dakota sighs and pulls away from Derek. She grabs the bag Derek packed for her and looks at him.

"You expect me to walk?"

"I got an apology gift, it's waiting at the end of the driveway." Dakota looks at him confused before heading down the driveway. As she walks she finds herself looking at the same car as what Derek has, a Chevy Camaro and the same year, 2009. The only differences between the two cars are that Derek's car is black and in a bit of a need for a carwash. This one is a beautiful dark blue. In the light, it looks like a navy color, but Dakota is sure that it looks black in the dark. The car is absolutely beautiful and looks shiny and new.

"You're forgiven." Dakota smiles as she throws her bag onto the passenger's seat and slips into the car. She moans as she sits down. The leather seat in gulf her and makes her body melt. The interior is spotless and the car comes with heated and cooling seats. "You're so forgiven." She smiles and turns the car on, the engine purring as it starts up easily. She backs up and gets onto the road and takes off. "Oh, you are so forgiven." She grins as she blasts the car with Lincoln Park. She sings to the song as she pulls into a parking spot.

She doesn't want to turn the car off, but she reluctantly does and grabs her bag. "Sorry, baby, have to go to hell, but I will be back." She promises as she jumps out of her car, shut and locks the car up and starts down the walkway. She doesn't make it far before someone slams into her from behind. "What the hell!" She turns with fury in her eyes to see some buzz-cut haired kid standing there.

"Oh, sorry I wasn't..." The boy trails off as he finally looks at Dakota. Dakota is very pretty. She has long dark brunette waves, which falls to the middle of her back, and big chocolate eyes that are absolutely dreamy. She's dressed in a pair of rather tight skinny jeans, a pair of chunky combat boots, and a tight dark tank top with her signature leather jacket on. In other words, she looked hot.

"You were what? Huh?" She asks with angry in her voice. The boy's eyes meet hers and her anger fades away. His eyes. She feels as if she can just get lost in them. Her heart is beating in her chest as heat pools between her legs. Shivers run down her body as she stares at the skinny and weak looking kid.

"Wow, you're beautiful." The boy whispers. Dakota does something that she has never done before, she blushes.

"Thank you." She whispers shyly.

"Are you okay? I really didn't mean to slam into you like that. I was in a rush and... I really am sorry."

"It's okay." Dakota smiles.

"I'm Stiles."

"Dakota."

"It's nice to meet you."

"You too." The two smile at each other looking like a couple of idiots.

"I haven't seen you here before. Are you new?"

"Yeah..."

"Why don't I show you around."

"Weren't you rushing to go somewhere?" Dakota asks, causing Stiles' eyes to go wide.

"Shit, yeah, oh, crap, I got to go. Uh... the main office! It's through those doors over there. Just go straight until you reach the end of that hallway then take a left. It's the first door there." The boy says in a rush before running off ahead. Dakota turns and watches him go.

"What..." Dakota is awestruck and that something that doesn't happen often. "What the hell just happened?"