Before I was bitten by Derek's crazy uncle, I wasn't a popular guy. I warmed the bench for the Lacrosse team, got only slightly decent grades, and had a severe case of Asthma. My dad was a no-show, he left when I was young. The details of why are kind of fuzzy but all I know is that he used to make my mom miserable. So good riddance. The only good thing I had going for me before all the werewolf crap was my best friend - Stiles. That's not his real name but everyone calls him that. Even his own dad.
He's the one who really got me into this whole mess. During sophmore year, Stiles decided that we were going to go find the other half of the murdered body in the Beacon Hills forest preserve. While searching (and finding it, that was not a good time), I was attacked in the middle of the woods. It all happened so fast that it wasn't until later that I found out I was bit by the Alpha Peter Hale.
After I was bitten, my life did a 180. My athletic skills went way up, over the roof, and I didn't need my inhailer anymore. Because of how good I was doing on the lacrosse team my popularity went right up too. I even got the attention of the cute new transfer student - Allison Argent. Don't get me wrong...all of that was great but there were some pretty heavy downsides too.
Suddenly I was the target of not only the Alpha's insane plans but werewolf hunters too. But get this: the guy who shot me in the woods one night ended up being Allison's father. So not only did I have to worry about the Alpha wanting me to kill everyone but that there were people out to kill me. Like kill kill, not only make me stop but to put me down for good. Let's not get started on the whole Derek Hale issue because that guy had some serious issues back then. Stalking behavior for one.
Thankfully that whole Alpha Peter thing was taken care of before the end of the year. only I didn't get cured like a lot of myths said I would. Maybe it's because Derek Hale was the one to kill him so he could ascend into Alpha powers or something. Whatever. I still have to go to school and try to pretend that everything's normal. Most days it still feels like I'm loosing bits of my mind.