You had recently moved to Beacon Hills because your mother wanted a fresh start after she divorced your father. You were starting Beacon Hills High School and were incredibly nervous as you knew no one in town. Then, she discovered that your neighbour also went to Beacon Hills High School and invited him and his father around for dinner. You told her you didn’t want this at all but she completely ignored you and insisted that you make friends.

Tonight was the night and you were dreading it, thinking your mom was going to embarrass you before you even got to school. You set the table and the doorbell rang, your mom told you to answer it so you did.

You answered the door and the teenager and his dad are stood there. His dad greets you first. “Ah, good evening. I’m Noah Stilinski, sheriff of Beacon Hills.” He shakes your hand with a smile and you allow both of them in. Noah then points at the teenager. “That’s Stiles, my son. He also goes to Beacon High!” He tells you as he sits down at the table. You smile and look over at Stiles who gives you a small smile and a wave. You can sense he doesn’t want to be here, just like you, and you sit opposite him.

His dad and your mom are talking and there’s an awkward silence on your side of the table. Stiles sighs at the silence. “Sooo.. what’s your name?” He asks, desperate for any conversation.