When Allison woke up to the sound of knocking it confused her for two reasons. One; she lived alone. And two; she was supposed to be dead. 

So when she woke up to knocking, she quickly lifted her head and looked around. And the first thing she noticed was that she wasn't in her house. And she quickly recognized the room for what it was. 

"No..." She muttered, looking around the room of Allison Argent before she got up and went over to her mirror and looked in to see Allison Argent looking back at her. "Fuck." She muttered as the door opened and walked in Chris Argent. 

"Oh, you're up. I knocked but there was no answer." He told her and she nodded, looking around. 

"Yeah. Sorry." She muttered. 

"Okay, well, start getting ready. It's time to get ready for school." He told her and she nodded, and he left. 

With a sigh Allison went to the bathroom, and took a quick shower. 

As she stood under the warm water Allison Spinn gained the memories of Allison Argent, and she was more than baffled. 

"Oh, great." She said, all of this quickly getting more real. 

She got out of the shower and quickly got dressed, and went to her room, waiting for her hair to dry a bit more as she went through the boxes in the room looking for her school crap. 

"I really have to unpack." She said, sighing to herself. 

After a while she went back to the bathroom, blow dried her hair, and then curled it and pinned it to one side. 

~~~~ 

When she finally got to school she went in to handle the paper work and then went outside to wait for the Principle. And while she waited she answered yet another phone call from her new mother. 

"Mom, three calls on my first day is a little overdoing it." She said, going through her bag. 

"Just making sure you haven't forgotten anything." The woman said, and Allison sighed, not finding her pen, but she didn't say it out loud, knowing Scott was listening, and didn't want to go through that creepy crap. 

"Yeah, I have everything." She said before spotting the Principle walking out of the building. "Okay, okay. I gotta go. Love ya." She said before quickly hanging up and stuffing it into her bag. 

"Sorry to keep you waiting. So you mentioned that San Francisco isn't where you grew up?" He asked her and she shook her head. 

"No, but we lived there for more than a year, which is unusual in my family." She said with a shrug as they started walking into the school. 

"Well, hopefully Beacon Hills will be your last stop for a while." He told her before they got into the classroom. As soon as they walked into the classroom the air changed for Allison and her eyes snapped to the back of the class, and land right on Stiles, who seemed to have felt the change too, and was now looking at her with wide eyes. "Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." 

With that Allison made her way to the only open seat in the class, which was the seat behind Scott and to the right of Stiles, the latter of whom smiled at her awkwardly as she sat down. And she noticed Scott had turned to her too with a puppy dog face and she smiled slightly at him, before going through her bag again, and sighing before turning to Stiles. 

"Hi, sorry. Do you have a pen?" She asked him awkwardly. 

"Y-y-y-yeah." He stuttered out before handing one to her. 

"Thanks." She said with a smile and Stiles smiled back at her in a way that indicates that he was starting to fall for her before he turned back to the front, hoping she couldn't see him blush, but she could very much see it due to his buzz cut. It made her giggle lightly in amusement, but she was also confused. He should be in love with Lydia, right? So why as he blushing and shit around her right now? 

But before she could think too much of it the English teacher picks up where he left off when Allison walked into the class room. "We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis on page one-thirty-three." 

Allison turned back to the front too, only to find Scott still watching her, but this time with a kicked puppy frown on his face. She gave him a small, tight lipped smile, before focusing on her work, and soon enough Scott turned back around too. 

~~~~ 

After class Allison found her way to her locker, when she turned her head she saw Scott and Stiles watching her, and she gave a small smile and wave before turning back, and using her new combination, before stuffing the books that she wasn't using into it. Just as she was about to turn around Lydia popped up in front of her. 

"That jacket is absolutely killer. Where'd you get it?" Lydia asked her and Allison smiled at the girl. 

"My mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco." Allison answered with a small shrug. 

"And you are my new best friend." Lydia said and Allison laughed slightly as Jackson walked up and put his arm around her waist, though it makes Allison feel uncomfortable. Especially since she didn't like them together, and there's also the fact Jackson ends up gay in the end, making this all the more uncomfortable for Allison. 

"Heyyy." Jackson said to the red head. 

"Hey, Jackson." Lydia said happily before the both of them kissed. When they pulled away Lydia turned to Allison, "So, this weekend, there's a party." 

"A party?" Allison asked, faking oblivion. 

"Yeah, Friday night. You should come." Jackson said with a smile to her, either playing nice because Lydia was there or because he was genuinely trying to be nice. She always wondered what Jackson would have been like if Lydia hadn't made him feel like he needed to work harder to stay with her, or make him kind of compete with Scott all the time. 

Allison, not wanting to miss out on a real childhood experience in this lifetime, nodded with a smile, "Of course. Sounds like fun." 

"Great. Everyone's going after the scrimmage." Jackson told her and Allison glanced at his Lacrosse stick. 

"Lacrosse? Do you play?" She asked him, and he glanced at his stick before nodding.

"I'm first line. We've won the state championship for the past three years." Jackson told her and Lydia looked at him with sure big heart eyes Allison almost puked. 

"Because of a certain team captain..." 

"You know, I played at my old school." Allison said and they looked at her in shock. 

"Really?" They asked and she nodded. 

"Yeah. First line by Freshmen year, I would have been team captain this year but we moved." She said with a shrug. 

"You should try out today. Coach would have a lot of fun with that." Jackson told her and she laughed, shaking her head. 

"He probably would, but I'm trying not to get into competitive stuff this year." She said in amusement. 

"Oh, come on. Try out. You'll have fun. The team is great, and if you're really as good as you say, then we could use you on the team. You can replace Greenburg. He sucks." Jackson said and Allison laughed before nodding with a sigh. "We have practice in a few minutes. That is, if you don't have anywhere else to be. I'll talk to Coach about letting you try out too." 

"Okay, fine." She said with a smile and a nod. 

"Good, come on." Lydia said, grabbing her arm and pulling her along. 

Ten minutes later Allison had approval from Coach, and she was now in one of the extra pads and helmets out on the field with the guys. She smacked one of them with her stick when they tried to say something against her trying out too, and he quickly shut up. 

"Let's go! Come on!" Coach yelled when it was finally time to start. Allison hung a bit in the back, watching them all with narrowed eyes as they played, trying to get a sense of how each of them play. Every player has a different strategy, and she was going to learn each of theirs. 

When Coach blew the whistle Scott flinched, hard, and cover his ears in pain when the assistant coach blew the whistle to start the practice; making him a prime target for Jackson, who takes a shot at the goal while Scott is still recovering. The ball hit Scott right in the front of his helmet with so much force that he was knocked backwards onto the ground. Coach Finstock, Jackson, and the rest of the team members immediately start laughing and making fun of him, and Allison shook her head. 

"Hey, way to catch with your face, McCall!" Jackson called out as Scott stood back up in preparation for the next shot. The next player tosses the ball towards him, and Scott catches it easily, to the point where he's visibly stunned that he was able to do so. This sentiment is shared by all the rest of the teammates, Stiles included, who then cheers happily for his friend. 

"Yeah!!!" She heard and glanced at Stiles. 

The second, third, fourth, and fifth shots are caught by Scott just as easily, and Coach Finstock simply stares at Scott with his mouth open as though he can't believe what he's seeing. Scott is practically giddy as he bounces on the balls of his feet and smiles, which only makes Jackson more angry. Intent to take Scott down a peg so that he's back in the spotlight, he moves the top of his stick Allison who was set to practice her goal and moves in front of her as she sighed at the boy, watching as Scott visibly tenses when he sees this. 

They all watch as Jackson runs as fast as he can toward the goal and tosses the ball with all the force he can muster, but Scott still caught it without hesitation. And this time both Stiles and Lydia stand to their feet to cheer Scott on. 

"THAT'S MY FRIEND!" Stiles yelled out. 

Allison watched Scott as he threw a back-shot at the assistant coach, who just barely catches it with his own stick, before he passes it to Allison who caught it easily before turning to Scott as everyone went silent as they watched her. 

She ran forward and just when they thought she was going to throw it forward, she swung the stick around and did a back shot instead, and just when everyone thought Scott was going to catch it, it slipped past him, between his legs and everyone cheered for the girl. 

"Argent!" Coach called her and she went over to him. "Congrats on being the only one good enough to make a goal on McCall. And you've made first line." He told her before walking off as she smiled nrightly to herself. 

~~~~ 

After school Allison drove to the hospital, wanting to see Peter. When she got there she turned to one of the nurses, sadly not Mama McCall, and spoke to them. 

"Hi. I'm here to see Peter Hale." She told the woman. 

"Are you family?" The woman asked. 

"Cousin. I just moved back to town, and I wanted to check in." Allison lied. 

"Okay, he's in room 113. That's just down this hall." The woman said, pointing to a hall the went into the back. 

"Okay, thank you." Allison said with a smile, before going the way the woman had pointed out. 

When she reached the room she stared at the door for a moment, not knowing how he would react to her being there. She knew he was in a mostly catatonic state at the moment, only now starting to really heal with the new Alpha powers, so she knew for the moment he was okay to be around, but that didn't mean he wouldn't turn and then attack her. 

After a few minutes she sighed, knocked and just walked in. When she opened the door she saw Peter sitting in front of the window, not moving. 

"H-Hello? Peter? My name is... Allison Argent, I just wanted to come and say hello. I know what my aunt Kate did, I'm not like her, I promise. I don't want to be." Allison said, going over and sitting in a chair opposite him, knowing the werewolf could hear her, even if he couldn't react much. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for what she did to you. Your sister. Your family and pack. I don't know what that's like, but I'm sure it's horrible. But if anything, at least you have Derek, right? That's gotta count for something, yeah? Oh, God, I'm so sorry." She said, a few tears slipping down her face as she looked at the half burned face of Peter Hale. "You didn't deserve this. None of you did." She said sadly, shaking her head. 

She remembered what it was like to feel the burning of fire. Her father used to hold her down and burn her leg when she got below a 95 on a test. Her mother would hit her or throw something, but would leave the burning to her father. And she only knew the pain for a few seconds, a few times every now and then. She couldn't imagine how Peter felt having been burned on over half of his body, and so harshly. 

"I shouldn't have come here. I'm the last person you probably want here. I'm so sorry." She told him before quickly standing up. Just as she got to the door she heard him muttering something, she couldn't make it out so she went closer. "What?" She asked, wiping at her face. 

"Not... Your... Fault." He muttered out at great difficulty and she smiled slightly. 

"Thank you." She said with a small smile. "I'll, uh, come back another day. Maybe I'll bring a book or something. It must be lonely like this. Bring something to make it a little more bearable." She told him before leaving, knowing if she stayed much longer she'd start crying again. 

~~~~ 

She quickly got home, making sure to avoid hitting any animals as she did so. 

"Allison. Where have you been?" Victoria asked, storming over to her when the girl walked through the door. 

"Sorry, I was out with my new friends. But, good news, I made the boys Lacrosse team." She said with a smile. 

"You what?" Victoria asked, a small twitch in her eyes that almost went unnoticed, as Chris walked over. 

"Hey, what's going on?" He asked them. 

"Daddy, guess what? I made friends, and I'm first line on the Lacrosse Team!" Allison said with a bright smile. 

"Really? That's amazing, sweetheart." He said with a big smile as he reached over and pulled her into a hug. 

After a while the family of three ate dinner and Allison quickly went to bed. 

~~~~ 

The next morning Allison made her way to her locker, only to see Stiles across the hall, and quickly changed direction towards him. 

"Hey." She said, watching as the boy jumped three feet into the air. 

"Allison! Hey- Hi- Hey." He stumbled. 

"Hi. I was wondering something." She said and he looked at her, confused. "What are you doing Friday night? Would you like to go to Lydia's party with me?" 

"Me?" He asked, shocked. 

"Unless you see another awkward, buzz cut boy named Stiles Stilinski." She said, amused, and he quickly started looking around and then started shaking his head as she started giggling. "Yes! I mean you!" She laughed out loud. 

"Oh! Yeah- Yes. Yes. I'd love to go with you." He said with wide eyes and a big smile. 

"Good. I'll see you later." She said, reaching up to kiss his cheek before walking away with her own smile. 

~~~~ 

When practice came around Coach told Allison to sit out since she had already made the first line, and she nodded with a smile on her face as she went to sit next to Stiles smiling brightly at him. 

The two got talking, and started asking questions, trying to find a way to get to know each other better before their date on Friday. 

"Favorite TV show?" He asked her and paused, almost saying Teen Wolf, but stopped. 

"Between FRIENDS and the Vampire Diaries." She said, knowing the latter of the two was still here because she looked it up that morning. 

"I love FRIENDS!" He said with a huge smile. 

"Me too! .... As I just said." She added awkwardly after. 

"Favorite song of the moment?" She asked him. 

"Don't really have one. You?" 

"What the Hell by Avril Lavigne." She answered quickly. No matter what year she was in (even in her past life) that song would always be her #1. 

"Really? How does it go?" He asked her and she smiled pulling out her phone and ear buds, handing him one of them as she put the other in her ear, and playing the song. 

https://youtu.be/tQmEd_UeeIk

Four minutes they pulled away from listening and he looked at her with wide eyes and an amuse smile. 

"I know. It's embarrassing. A nice girl who likes punk music." She said, blushing as he watched her in amusement. 

"Well, I like the song." He told her and she turned to him with a smile. 

"Yeah?" She asked and he nodded. 

"Yeah." He agreed and her smile widened. 

~~~~ 

After school Allison went back to the Hospital to visit Peter. Bringing the Hunger Games with her and sitting at the chair in front of him. 

"Hey, I'm back. Just like promised. And I brought one of my favorite books with me; The Hunger Games. I don't know, it just seems like something you'd like." She said, shrugging as she opened the book and started reading it, "When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim's warmth but finding only the rough canvas cover of the mattress. She must have had bad dreams and climbed in with our mother. Of course, she did. This is the day of the reaping...." 

A couple of hours later they were about five chapters in when Allison finally saw the time. 

"I should be getting home. I'll see you tomorrow Peter." She told the man, patting his hand lightly before leaving the room, only to see Derek waiting outside. His eyes closed as he leaned back in his chair with his head against the wall. "Hell?" She asked, not supposed to know him and he looked at her. 

"Hi." He said, his eyes widening ever so slightly at the sight of her, confusing her, but she didn't let that stop her from talking. 

"Were you waiting to talk to Peter? I'm sorry." Allison said to him, not knowing that Derek came more than a couple times to see him. 

"Oh, no, you're fine. I'm sure he'd much rather listen to you read than to me talk." He told her and she laughed slightly, tucking hair behind her ear as she shook her head. 

"I'm sure that's not true. You're family, aren't you?" She asked and he nodded. 

"His nephew. Derek Hale." He said, sticking gout his hand for a hand shake. 

"Allison Argent." She said, shaking it back, only to see his smile falter. 

"Argent?" He asked, taking a small step back, and she sighed. "Why are you here?" 

"Because I'm reading to Peter- Didn't was just cover that?" She asked in amusement. 

"Do you know what we are? What you are?" He asked her. 

"I do. But my family doesn't know that I know about it all." She said, shrugging, turning to put her book into her bag. "My parents suck at whispering." She made up, shrugging. 

"Why are you here?" He asked again and she sighed. 

"I know what Kate did to your family. My dad doesn't believe it, he doesn't want to. My mom is clueless, and my Grandfather most likely knows and doesn't care. In fact he's most likely proud of her. I heard parents talking about it one night in the car on the way to Beacon when pretending to sleep. I had to see it for myself, so I came here yesterday. Seeing him like that. Knowing that was my family's doing. I don't know... I guess I just kind of feel responsible in a way, and I'm trying to make up for it." She said with a shrug. "He'll come out of that one day, and when he does I just don't want him to see me as 'just another hunter'." She said honestly and he nodded, understanding that. 

~~~~ 

That night she got home and went straight to bed. 

The next night Allison was picked up by Stiles and they went to the party. 

When Stiles and Allison got to the party, he got out and quickly ran around to get the door, trying to be a gentleman. When they walked into the house they went through the house toward the back patio, where they find dozens of party attendees dancing and drinking around the swimming pool and the fire pits scattered across the yard. 

As they take the party in, Allison notices Derek standing in the shadows behind a fire pit located by the gate to the yard, watching her and Stiles, she waved slightly and gives a small smile before turning back to Stiles with a bright smile. She held up her left hand and he took it with a smile, before spinning her slightly as she giggled, and they started dancing. 

Allison put her right arm around his neck as the two got closer and closer to each other, running her fingers through the back of Stiles's short buzzed hair with a smile before burrowing her face his neck. As they continued to dance they got closer and closer, and just as they were about to kiss, Scott rushed past them, clutches his temples with both hands. Stiles and Allison stops dancing and looks at him with concern. 

"Are you okay?" Allison as him, but he kept walking, and Stiles went after him in worry and Allison went after them both. 

"Yo, Scott, you good?" Stiles called after him, but he kept running. 

They followed him out of the house where he got into his car and drove off. 

"I..." Stiles started only to stop and look off at where Scott disappeared. 

"Go. Make sure he's okay." She said, before hesitating for a second and kissing him lightly and quick, a small peck on his lips before pulling away. Which took a great force to do so, because when she kissed him, even for that small second, she felt a peace course through her body, and fireworks under her skin. She giggled at his surprised and happy face before gesturing to his car, "Go, I'll be fine. I'll get a ride." She said and he nodded before quickly as she watched him with a smile. 

"Allison." Derek called from behind her and she turned with a smile. 

"Hey, you." She said to him with a smile, looking at his frown. "What's wrong?" She asked him and he shook his head. 

"Nothing. Come on, I'll give you a ride home." He told her and she nodded before getting into his car. 

As he drove her home the two of them talked and laughed. When he parked his car a couple houses away from hers she looked at him. 

"Thanks for driving me." She said with a smile. 

"It's not a problem. So, Stiles, are you two dating?" He asked her and she sighed. 

"Maybe." She said with a small smile, before noticing his frown and frowning too. "What?" 

"It's nothing." 

"No, it's something. That's the third time tonight you've given me that frown. And each time it's been because of Stiles. So, please, tell me what's going on." She said and he sighed before nodding and telling her. 

He explained the whole soulmate thing, and how rare it is and how he believed the two of them were soulmates. He explained what he's been told what it felt like. It felt like how she kissed Stiles- and she told him as much. 

"That shouldn't be possible. It's not known for there to be more than one." He said, frowning. 

"Well, there's only one way to know, isn't there?" She asked before leaning over and kissing him. And just like when she kissed Stiles her body felt at peace, but her skin felt like fireworks. The kiss went deep, very quick, and she reached over, running her fingers through the back of his hair as their kiss got deeper and deeper. But before it went to far she backed up. "Damn." She breathed out. "That felt the same." She said after a moment, and he looked at her. 

"So I have a soulmate and I have to share her with a spastic human?" He asked her and she shrugged. 

"I don't make the rules, I just go along with them." She said with a shrug before leaning forward, pecking his lips with a kiss before getting out of the car. 

She could feel his eyes on her as she walked to her house and inside. 

~~~~ 

Later that night she was in her room, watching TV on her laptop when her mother's voice reached her ears. 

"Allison! It's for you!" She yelled, and Allison, knowing who it was, quickly hurried out of her room and down towards the stairs. She smiled as she looked at the front door where Stiles stood, looking at her with wide eyes. 

"Hey." She said with a smile, going down the stairs. "Did you catch up to Scott?" She asked as her mother walked away. 

"Yeah. Kind of." He told her and she looked at him with a serious, yet very kind, look. 

"He'll be fine by morning. I promise." She said in a low voice to him and his eyes went wide. 

"You know?" He asked her, in the same low voice and she nodded. 

"Full moon, boy acting weird. Not that hard to guess." She shrugged and he nodded with slightly wide eyes. "I won't tell. Promise. I don't want to mess this up." She said, taking his hand with a small smile, and he nearly turned into putty, making her giggle slightly. "Go home and get some sleep, he'll be okay till morning." She said before leaning forward and kissing him again, but this time more properly. 

She held each side of his face, and pulled him close to her, and after a second her returned the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist a bit. And when she pulled away they were both out of breath, and they both had heart eyes all over their faces. 

"Good night, Stiles. Thanks for tonight." She said with a smile and he nodded, his mind still fuzzy and a big smile on his face. 

"Good night, Allison." He said as she closed the door.