Every wolf has their day

The beginning

My name, is Jackson Whittemore.
I'm a orphan living I'm beacon hills with my adoptive parents.
I give off the whole jock vibe, people thing I'm a jerk who's just full of myself.
No one actually see's that I'm just lonely and scared.
No one until I met her.
Y/n Y/ln.

It was the start of high school.
I was a freshman at Beacon Hills High school. Now even back then I still had a reputation.
So I was on my own from the very beginning. Except for my mate Danny. He's stuck by me since kindergarten!
But he isn't here today. He's on extended holiday with his family.
Lucky prick.

So I walk through the halls, trying to find the locker I'm supposed to own so I can dump the tonne of books, I'm carrying, in it.
I walk along, counting the numbers until I stop. I can't walk there's something in my way that's Wei-oh.
I turn and my eyes meet beautiful bright ones.
"Oh! I'm sorry I'm in the way um...s-sorry" she stutters out and I smile at her.
"Oh no it's alright I wasn't paying attention" I reply and she smiles shyly.
"I'm Jackson, this your first day too?" I ask, holding out a hand.
She happily takes it and grins at me.
"Y/n, and yeah...first day and no friends...it's kinda harder than it looks" she says with a slight giggle.
She has no friends? What! How? She's so likeable and sweet and...well god damn pretty too!
"No friends? Well...now you have at least one" I reply with a warm smile and her eyes light up.
"Really? T-Thankyou!" She says opening her locker. I nod and look at the numbers once more, only to find mine right in front of my face.
Mine is right beside hers. It's fate!