My name is Olivia, Olivia Baker, I'm 16 years old. After my father's death, my mother and I decided to move to the nearby town of Beacon Hills. My father was a tall and strong man whom I admired a lot, at his death my whole world was upset. My mother had decided to move to build a new life, to have a new beginning.
There I was in the car en route to my new home, which my mother and I had taken care to visit a few weeks ago. We had been in the city of Beacon Hills for a few minutes now, we had passed the high school and the police station of the metropolis. It was the first time in my life that I would spend even one night outside my home town. Just at this idea my eyes filled with tears, besides leaving my house, I left all my friends ...
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We had arrived in our new home for a few hours now and the sun was already down. I was preparing to eat while my mother unpacked the few remaining boxes. I imagined several scenarios at my return that will take place tomorrow. Were I going to make friends? Or would I stay alone all day long? The sound of the water now overflowing from the pan pulled me out of my thoughts.
After dinner I say good-night to my mother and slipped into my room. Stress was invading me, my hands were moist and my whole body was shaking. Beacon Hills was famous for the "lacrosse", a contact sport that I never really understood all the rules. My eyes closed slowly. I fell asleep quite quickly which was rather rare.
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The lockers were much bigger than in my old high school. The bell rang, I had to go to my first class. My heart was beating so loud, so strong. When I entered the classroom several people stared at me as if they heard my heavy heartbeat.
At the end of the class some names of my classmates had stayed in my mind. First there was Isaac Lahey, a beautiful blonde who was one of the people who stared at me when I entered the classroom. There was also this girl named Allison Silver, she had brown hair and a pale complexion. Then Lydia Martin a pretty redhead, who seemed very intelligent. The Ethan and Aiden twins as well as Scott McCall were also part of those who had fixed me. Finally there was Stiles Stilinski, I had passed the course by his side. He was of medium height, and had brown hair.
I was stuck to my locker trying to drive away the tears that came to my eyes as Isaac approached me, looking cheerful.
He put a hand on my shoulder, I turned around.
"How's the news? What's your name already?
- Good thank you, my name is Olivia, I say the tone slightly hesitant.
- Ok, do not hesitate to ask me if you need some things. "
He was walking away as fast as he had arrived, but I still felt the grip of his hand on my shoulder. In the distance I saw the twins staring at me as if they had just heard the conversation I had with Isaac. Weird ...
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The meat and the potatoes that were on my plate did not give me much desire. I watched from the top of my meter 70 or I could sit down to eat when Aiden (one of the twins) waved to me, so I went to his table.
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To be continued ❤️
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FanfictionENGLISH VERSION OF : « POLYMORPHES » [ PART 4 BEING TRANSLATED ] • This story is drawn from my imagination but contains places, characters, supernatural "things" from the series: TEEN WOLF which I am a big fan. • This is the story of Olivia, a...
