As I walked through the halls of Beacon Hills High, I couldn't help but feel like an outsider. I had just transferred from a different school, and everything about this place felt foreign to me. The students, the teachers, the building itself - it all seemed so different from what I was used to. But I was determined to make a new life for myself here. I had run away from my old school, from the police, from my past. And I was determined to leave it all behind. As I walked through the halls, I noticed a group of students staring at me. They seemed to be whispering to each other, and I could tell they were talking about me. I tried to ignore them, but it was hard. Suddenly, one of them stepped forward. "Hey, you're the new kid, right?" he asked. I nodded, trying to stay calm. "Well, welcome to Beacon Hills High," he said, with a smirk on his face. "I'm Scott, and these are my friends, Stiles and Allison." I nodded, trying to make small talk. But I could tell they were all staring a
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