So I have another Teen Wolf story going and it's for Stiles but I'm doing this one for Issac. I think he needs someone who can show him that not everyone's going to be mean to him. I'm sort of playing around because we don't really know what his personality is just yet so bear with me.

I got the idea for this from an anon on Tumblr. Feel free to follow my Teen Wolf blog if you'd like: beaconhillshotties. tumblr. com (take out the spaces)

There is also a link on my profile to my polyvore page which has what Holly looks like and what her clothes are going to be. I'll put a note on top of each chapter if I don't forget when she has a new outfit.

Holly's Point of View:

I didn't want to move to stupid Beacon Hills, California. I didn't want to move in with my ex-Marine turned police officer father who yelled at me when I breathed the wrong way. I wanted to stay with my scattered brained mother who was beautiful and crazy all at once but she needed help that I couldn't supply her with.

I felt a jolt of turbulence before the pilot came on over the loudspeaker and announced, "Passengers, we're going in for a landing so please return to your seats and wear your seatbelts. Thank you for riding with California Airlines."

I made sure my seatbelt was secure before moving my seat back up and taking out my earbuds. I sat until they announced that I could get off the plane safely. I picked up my carry-on bag and walked out into the airport.

I saw a man standing there with a sign that said 'Holly Hawthorne' and I sighed before walking over to him. As I got closer I realized that he was my father, we had the same blue eyes but everything else about me looked like my mother.

"Wow Holly, you're so much bigger than the last time I saw you. How old are you now, fourteen?" he asked, lowering the sign and giving me a small smile.

"I'm sixteen; you would know that if you ever tried to contact to me. I'm not coming here as my choice, it's my last resort," I said, walking past him and out to the parking lot.

I heard him running behind me so I stopped and waited for him to unlock the doors of a big truck. I used the handle placed over the door to maneuver myself up into the seat. We drove to his equally big house in complete silence.

I got out and stalked inside only to be met with a tall brunette woman. I looked up at her and tried to figure out who she was. Suddenly she stuck out a hand, "I'm Miranda and I'm Arthur's finance."

I looked at her with the straightest face that I could but I ignored her outstretched hand. "I'm Holly, Arthur's daughter who knew absolutely nothing about you."

Her smile fell away from her lips and she crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm sorry that you haven't been informed yet but this is my house and you're going to respect me."

I rolled my eyes and brushed past her, walking up the steps in search of my room. I found a door that was cracked open a bit and I walked inside to be greeted by my old furniture. I sighed in relief before shutting the door and locking it.

I dug through the boxes until I found my iphone dock and placed my phone in it. Miranda Lambert's voice blared through the speakers as I started putting my things up. Once everything was where it should be I changed into a pair of shorts, a tank top, and pulled my hair up into a ponytail before slipping on running shoes. I put my phone into the pocket inside my shorts before jogging downstairs.

"I'm going for a run. I'll be back before it gets dark," I shouted before slamming the door behind me. I needed anything to get out of the hellhole.

I ran to the Pistol Annies, letting out all of my frustrations as my feet pounded the pavement. I felt something watching me from behind but every time I turned around there was no one there. I was starting to freak out when I saw a puppy ahead of me.

It was a beagle and had to be the smallest thing that I've ever seen. I kneeled next to it and checked it for tags. There weren't any so I scratched its tummy and said, "Where do you belong, little boy? Do you not have a home either?"

He yelped happily before licking my palm. He looked barely old enough to be weaned but he looked like he was a fighter. I picked him up and turned around to run back to my house but I never made it there. Something ran out of the woods and felt a searing pain in my side before I blacked out.

I woke up and saw that it was dark and the little puppy had cuddled up to my stomach. I got up and winced as it pulled at the wound on my side. I lifted my tank top up and saw a bloody bite mark that looked sort of like a dog bite. In the distance I heard wolves howling; wound or not I picked up the puppy and ran home as fast as I could.

I made it inside to hear that my father and Miranda were laughing in the other room. I rolled my eyes and walked as quietly as possible upstairs to my room. I flipped on the lights to the bathroom that was attached to my room and sat the puppy on the toilet seat. He tucked his paws under him and laid on them watching my every move.

I pulled my tank top off and washed off the wound with a washcloth. Then I cleaned it with alcohol before patching it up with the first aid kit I found under the sink. Once I done that I went into my room and changed into pajamas.

I woke up to my phone alarm going off signaling that I had to get up for school. I shifted and heard the puppy let out a sleepy bark before curling up on my pillow. I couldn't keep calling him puppy so I started calling him Kit. That seemed like a good dog name, didn't it?

I pulled up the big shirt that I'd gone to sleep in and looked at the bandage across my ribcage. I saw red seeping through it and gritted my teeth together as I yanked it off of my skin. My side was completely unmarked except for a scattering of light colored freckles. I didn't have much time to think about it before school so I pushed it to the back of my mind and jumped into the shower.

Once I'd showered I pulled on a cute dress and some gladiator sandals. I put on some gold jewelry and slid my phone into the space between the belt and the dress before doing my hair and makeup. I walked down stairs and saw my dad making out with Miranda.

Ew gross!

I gagged a little to get their attention. "Are one of you driving me to school or do I have to catch a bus or something?" I asked, picking up a couple of notebooks and a pen.

Dad reached into his pockets and threw me a set of keys. I caught them and looked up at him with an open mouth. He just shrugged and said, "We had some extra cash that we didn't know what to do with so we bought you a car. Think of it as a welcome to Beacon Hills present."

"Thank you so much! This is the awesomest thing ever!" I said, hugging him before I thought about it.

I ran out of the house before I could do anything to embarrass myself further. It wasn't a new car but it was transportation which was perfectly fine with me. It was a cute little bug that had seen better days but it was perfect for me.

I drove until I saw the only school in the entire county. I pulled into the lot next to a blue Jeep that had two boys inside of it who appeared to me arguing. I just shrugged before shoving all of my stuff into the backpack that was conveniently sitting on my passenger seat and getting out.

I made sure my dress wasn't stuck up or anything before walking towards the school. I must have not been paying much attention because I ran into someone and was knocked off of my feet. I threw a hand out and caught myself before I even lost balance. What. The. Fuck?

"How the fuck did I do that?" I said out loud without even realizing it.

"That's what I was wondering," a voice said from behind me.

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