01 │WELCOME TO BEACON HILLS

OLIVIA YOUNG, moved to Beacon Hills due her father's job. She wasn't found of the idea, but it was his job after all. Now, the girl waited at the entrance. Olivia's eye caught the sight of a girl with dark brown hair, talking to the phone. She had also been waiting for the principal. The girl hung up, and looked at Olivia. Both girls waved at each other. A man in a suit came towards the girls. He motion the girls to follow him.

"I'm Olivia," Olivia said to her, with a small smile. The girl opposite to her smile at her too.

"I'm Allison," She said smiling. The two girls laughed, following the man. "New too?" She asked her.

"Yep," Olivia told Allison.

"Then we can both be new together then." Allison said to her. The two girl send each other one last smile before entering the classroom. When they opened, everyone's eyes were on then. Olivia shifted slightly, uncomfortable of everyone's eyes on them.  Allison sense her worry, so she send her a small smile. Olivia returned it.

"These are Olivia Young and Allison Argent." The man told them. Olivia walked towards one of the only seats left. A seat behind a boy. She sat at it, right next to Allison. The boy in front of her, turned around. He had a buzz cut on. Olivia send him a nervous smile.

"Stiles," He presented himself. Olivia smiled widely at him, glad that it wasn't a douche to her.

"Olivia, but you already knew that." Olivia said, babbling. She sighed, looking at the kid with brown eyes. She smiled at him. The kind smiled at her back, turning back to the teacher. Olivia looked at her side at Allison.

"Scott." The boy in front of Allison, said to Olivia. He turned around to Allison, giving her a pen. Both of them looked at each other sheepish. Olivia motioned at Scott. Allison rolled her eyes at her. It didn't took a genius to know that both of them took quite an interest of each other. Olivia send Allison a wink before turning her attention to the class.

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Olivia walked out of English class with Allison on her side. Being the two new girls meant that both of them created a certain bond. They both didn't knew anyone except them, so why not be friends?. As they walked down the hall, Allison was pulled to one of lockers. Olivia whipped her head around, trying to see who had aggressively pulled Allison to the lockers. Olivia caught sight of a girl with strawberry blonde hair. She was talking to Allison with great interest. Olivia walked up to them, looking at the girl.

"I'm Lydia Martin." The girl said to Olivia. Olivia nodded at her, looking at Allison. She smiled at her. "I like your shoes." nodded at her.

"Allison, and this is Olivia," Allison told her, bringing her books closer to her chest. Olivia nodded at the girl who had taken interest on both girls. Allison shared a smile with Olivia.

"You should come to my party on tomorrow night." Lydia said. Olivia and Allison looked at each other and nodded. It wasn't normal to be invited to a party when you are new to a school. Everyone has they cliques. Olivia focused on Allison's stare, clearly knowing that her attention wasn't in Lydia. Olivia followed her gaze, landing on Scott. A big smirk grew on her face, knowing that she was head over hills for that boy. Rolling her eyes she walked up to the two friends who were watching the girls talk.

Scott elbowed Stiles in the stomach, catching his attention. "Look who is coming." Scott told his friend. Stiles held his breath, while Olivia walked towards them. He thought she was pretty, yes, but the thought of her approaching terrorized him. It isn't always that a girl approches you out of no where. The girl smiled at both of them.

"Scott, I seem to notice that you have quite a thing for Allison. I think is best if you ask her out for the party that is tomorrow. She is really interested in you." Olivia said smiling at the two friends. Scott's eyes grew wide in surprised. Olivia thought that the least she could do was tell him that Allison was interested him, fully knowing that both wouldn't speak first.

"I don't." Scott stuttered out. Scott smiled at the girl in front of him.

"Yes, you do. Don't act stupid with me." Olivia said to him. She rolled her eyes at him. "Okay just grow a pair and do it. She is really sweet. I know she wouldn't say no to you." Olivia encouraged him. Stiles listened, but stare at the brunette standing in front of him. Stiles send a look to Scott that clearly said what the hell is she doing.

"Yeah," Scott said uncertain. Olivia smiled proudly at him.

"Perfect," She said, proud of her accomplishment. Olivia turned to Stiles worried, because he has't said anything. "You okay Stiles?" Olivia asked him. Stiles' cheek turned red, not aspecting her to know his name.

"Yeah," He choked out. Scott held a laugh at his friends reaction. He wasn't the best with women. However Olivia couldn't, she laughed at him. She found it adorable that he choked out.

"You better be. Tommorow is the party. It would be a shame if you missed it." Olivia said to him. Olivia bit her lip, knowing her flirteous skills weren't the best. Allison called her name, making Olivia turned to her direction. "I got to go, see you later boys." Olivia said waving at them goodbye. Olivia joined Allison's side. A new guy had joined the girls. This mysterious guy had strong jawline and brown eyes.

"Olivia this is Jackson." Allison told her. Olivia led out a hand for him to shake it, but he did't shook it . Olivia awkwardly pull her hand away, knowing that he wasn't going to shake it any time soon. At least

"Nice," Olivia said, giving him a fake smile. In the background the two boys, watched her carefully; specially Stiles. Scott smiled at her. Everyone knew about the school jerk, scpecially this two: Jackson Witthermore, the school's lacrosse prodigy.

"I like her, see the fake smile she is giving Jackson." Scott told Stiles. Stiles nodded. "She dislikes him. I think she is cool." Scott.

"She is too cool for us." Stiles groaned in annoyance, bagging his head in the close lockers.

"Oh, come on." Scott said rolling his eyes. "She is nice, she is one of us. Plus didn't you hear what she said about you." Scott told his friend. Stiles looked at him confused. "Due, she was flirting with you." Scott nudged him. Stiles' cheek turned bright red. "See, maybe you got your chance after all. At least this girl would't ignore you." Scott told his friend.

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Olivia followed Lydia and Allison to the lacrosse field. They sat down together in the benches. Olivia found out that Lydia was dating Jackson, which was such a shame because there wasn't a connection. Olivia's didn't knew his full story, but still didn't like his ego. It was too big for her liking.

As she sat down, Olivia's eyes landed in Stiles at the front. She looked at the rest of the team, seeing Scott was the goalie. She could see the negatives stares given to him, which surprised her because to her; he seemed like a nice guy. However, she could notice the supportive stare of his friend Stiles. This bought a smile to her face.

As the first shot everyones attention was in the field. Unfortunately, Allison and Olivia cringed when the ball hit Scott straight in the face. Scott looked at Allison, and going back into the zone. As the second ball was fire, Scott took it with no worry. Olivia month hung open in surprised. She was truly out of words.

"Who is he?" Allison asked the girls.

"I don't know," Lydia told her, looking at her boyfriend.

"His name is Scott." Olivia told her. She stood up and cheered for Scott. This surprised both of the girl seating next to her. "What, he has to know he is doing well." Olivia added. Stiles turned around curious of the source of the shouts. He looked at screaming girl behind him confused. A smirk grew on his face when he knew it was Olivia.

"What you doing?" Lydia asked her.

"Cheering obviously." Olivia said to her. Allison laughed at her friend. Lydia rolled her eyes playfully. Although this girls were the totally oppsites, they made quite a group. Olivia looked down at Stiles again. She looked at her friends one last time, before going towards him. Olivia sat down right next to Stiles. "How come you aren not playing?" She asked him. She smiled at him.

Stiles blinked rapidly, not expecting her to sit next to him. He was lost of words. "Umm," he mumble. Olivia laughed. He wasn't sure if it was a good laugh or bad. Olivia noticed his panicked expression, because she just shrugged. Stiles' eyes came back to the game trying to not to stare at her that much. "Scott is good player." Olivia said trying to start a conversation.

"He is okay," Stiles told her, shrugging.

"But I bet you are better," She said to him, watching the practice once more. Stiles just laughed at her commet. If only she knew. "What is Jackson doing?" She asked him, as she watched how Jackson jumped and throw the ball really hard. Both of them looked worried at Scott, but their worry stopped when Scott stopped the ball. Olivia jumped in excitement. She highfived Stiles, and clapped for him. Olivia turned her gaze to the two girls, Allison and Lydia. Allison was smiling proudly. Although, Lydia was cheering at him. Scott approached at the both of them. He smiled at the fact that Olivia took a seat next to Stiles.

"Good job today," Stiles told his best friend. He had a proud smirk on. He knew that he was using his new werewolf habilites.

"You were great. Plus, not only did you got to piss off Jackson, but also impress Allison." Olivia told him. Scott smiled at her. He didn't spect her to tell him that.

"Thanks Olivia." Scott told her, giving her a high five.

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Olivia stood at the entrance of Lydia's party. The music was blasting through the crowds. She entered the party, fueled with teens. Lydia invited the whole school to herself. Olivia thought to herself. As she knew Scott would be with Allison, she went to find Stiles. When she found him in the kitchen, she walked toward him. Stiles gave her an awkward wave. Olivia liker his awkwad persona, it amused her. She walked towards him.

"Hi," Olivia told him. Stiles stared at her in awe. His gaze looked at her black lace dress that went up to her knees.

"Hi, you look so wonderful you take my breath away." Stile said to her, really nervous. Olivia felt herself blush.

"Well, thank you." Olivia said to him. "You don"t look so bad yourself," Now, it was Stiles' time to blush.

"Thank," He coughed. "So umm, why did you move here?" Stiles asked her.

"Dad's job." Olivia told him.

"Mines works at the sheriff." Stiles said to her.

"That should be really cool. It will be great to have a dad work at the sheriff. You know, the cases must be interesting." Olivia told him.

"They actually are." Stiles said proudly. Olivia gave a side smile. Stiles leant in the table. However their moment was broken up when Scott came. He was stumbling. "Scott are you okay?" Stiles asked hugely worried, undertanable when he just gotten bitten by a werewolf.

"I"m fine," Scott choked out.

"You don't look fine." Olivia told him sternly. "Do you want me to call someone?"

"I"m fine," Scott told them, before pushing his way to the exit. Olivia looked outside, seeing Allison rushing to their direction. Olivia and Stiles looked at each other before following him outside. However when they arrived Scott was driving away.

"He can't drive away the stay he is in." Olivia said angered at Scott's stupidity. Stiles thought for a moment.

"Do you need a ride home?" Stiles stuttered. "Cause I'm going home early."

"Yeah, I think I will do that too." Olivia said to him. Olivia looked at Allison who was entering a car with a tall guy. "Who is Allison going with?" She asked him.

"She is going with Derek Hale. He is a few years older than us." Stiles explained her. Olivia nodded walking towards Stiles' jeep. They drove in confutable silence, but Stiles was nervously sweating. Thankfully Olivia's home was close. Olivia was about to exit the car, but stopped herself.

"I never got your number." Olivia said.

"Mine? like mine?" He asked her. He couldn't believe a gorgeous girl from school was asking for his number.

"Yes, dummy." Olivia said, playfully rolling her eyes. She hand him her phone. Then he anded his phone to her. An exchange of phones occurred one last time, before Olivia exited the car. "Say hi to Scott for me. I hope he feels better." Olivia told him, before closing the door. Stiles watched her close the door of her house.

"I got her number," Stiles kept mumbling to himself.