Stiles' POV

"...So, maybe we should leave that vraag until the end of the presentation," Emma suggested, pointing to the piece of paper Stiles was holding.

"Uh, yeah," Stiles replied, not sure what he just agreed to. Surprisingly, it wasn't the boredom of the subject that caused his lack of concentration on the project, but it was his lab partner. He continued to look at her stunning features as she looked over the paper for a hudredth time. Her brown eyes moved side-to-side, reading every line. She tucked a strand of her dirty-blonde hair behind one ear as she habitually bit her full bottom...

Emma shuffled through her backpack for her house-key. She turned to watch the Jeep drive down the straat as her hand searched for the keys. She finally found the keys and stepped into her new home. Boxes crowded the front entrance. Emma kicked her shoes off, dropped her backpack and textbooks near the staircase and stepped over the mess. She went into the keuken-, keuken and snatched an appel, apple off the avondeten, diner table. Emma sat in her dining-room chair and took a bite out of the apple. She thought about her new school and her new town. She thought about her first dag and was quite satisfied with how it...

Takes place before the Alpha is revealed and Scott and Allison go on their 'break'.

Emma's POV

Emma Landson made her way down the unending school corridor, nervously playing with her halsketting, ketting and biting her lip. As she mechanically followed the assistant teacher leading her to her new Biology class, she worringly thought of all the things that could go wrong on her first dag in this vast, new school. Emma thought she had mentally prepared herself for her first day, but the numbness in her stomach begged to differ. She smoothed down her floral shirt, adjusting the navy blue blazer that fit around...