Alex was late to most of class, as usual. She didn't even have a book with her because she was tampering with the water fountains that would eventually spray on an unsuspecting victim.

As she reached the classroom, she swung the door open and walked in, about to sit on the last seat when the teacher called out to her. She turned around and raised her eyebrows, waiting for him to speak.

"What is your name and why are you late?" The teacher, Mr. Harris, questioned, glaring at the wizard.

"My name is Russo, Alex Russo. And I was late because I didn't want to learn anything. It's the reason of why I come here." Alex explained, pursing her lips.

"Well, that'll be a detention, of course. And I wouldn't suggest quoting James Bond in my class again. Miss Russo." Mr. Harris snapped at the girl.

Alex gave him a smile, "Oh, you can't give me detention. I have anything better to do and it's mandatory. And I wasn't quoting James Bond, I was quoting the people on TV who quote James Bond. I've actually never seen the movie, who has?"

"Then I will need a slip today, telling me about this mandatory thing you must go to." Mr. Harris told her and she gave him a smile, taking out a crumpled up piece of paper from her back pocket and handing it to him.

He read the paper which was signed by Chris Argent and rolled his eyes, handing the paper back to Alex who put it back in her pocket.

"Good negotiating with you, I'll be looking forward to it all year." Alex said before sitting down in front of the boy with the buz cut she had encountered earlier.

Stiles was staring at the girl, whose name he had found out was Alex, as she took out a candy bar and started to eat it while putting her feet up on her table. Stiles was so entranced in his staring that he didn't hear his best friend calling him.

"Stiles, Stiles!" Scott shouted in a whisper, shaking his arm.

Stiles turned to Scott, his cheeks flushed, "Hmm, what?"

"Why were you staring like a creep at the new girl?" Scott asked the boy. Stiles pursed his lips and leaned back on his chair, thinking of a proper excuse.

"I was seeing if she was a threat, maybe Derek bit her too." Stiles told the werewolf who gave him a smirk.

"Really?"

"Yes, really! Now, can we get back to what we were previously discussing?" Stiles asked the shaggy haired werewolf who rolled his eyes at him.

"Why would Derek choose Isaac?" Scott questioned, going back to their previous subject while Alex now had Max's iPod playing one of the songs she had downloaded after she stole it.

"Peter told me that if the bite doesn't turn you it could kill you. And maybe teenagers have a better chance of surviving." Stiles told him.

Scott furrowed his eyebrows, "Doesn't being a teenager mean your dad can't hold him?"

"Well, not unless they have solid evidence. Or a witness." Stiles said before turning to Danny, "Wait. Danny, where's Jackson?"

"In the principal's office talking to your dad." Danny answered.

"What? Why?" Stiles asked the teenager frantically.

Danny shrugged, "Maybe because he lives across the street from Isaac."

Scott nodded his head, "Witness."

"We gotta get to the principal's office." Stiles told his best friend.

"How?" Scott questioned at the same time chalk exploded on Mr. Harris' face. The class laughed before he turned around angrily.

"Who in the hell did that?!" He asked in rage.

Scott and Stiles pointed to one another while Alex raised her hand while she laughed loudly at the white powder on Harris' face. Alex truly loved her magic.

The three began to make their way to the principal's office, Stiles was staring at Alex who was trying to look for better songs on her brother's iPod until she gave up and decided she would later on use magic to put more music on it.

She turned to them, causing Stiles to look away with a blush while she stopped, causing the two to stop as well.

"Are you Scott? Yo look like a Scott." Alex questioned, pointing to the werewolf who nodded his head. Alex gave him a smile and shook his hand, "I'm Alex and you're Allison's forbidden boyfriend werewolf. And, you're Stiles, the best friend."

The boys' eyes widened while Alex smiled at them and walked away, only for Stiles to pull her back towards them. Alex looked at his hand on her shoulder and he quickly pulled his hand back, his cheeks coated with red.

"How do you know about that?" Scott asked her in a whisper.

"I'm living with the Argents, I used to be close with Allison when we were 11, she told me everything." Alex told him, whispering, "Why are we whispering?"

"You're living with the Argents? Are you related to them?" Stiles inquired, furrowing his eyebrows in suspicion.

Alex shook her head, "Nope. Just got expelled in my old school and now I'm here. You know, I can't believe it took them this long to expel me."

"Oh." Stiles and Scott said before Alex rolled her eyes and walked away to the principal's office with them following behind. When they had reached the principal's office, they sat on the chairs, listening in to Sheriff Stilinski and Jackson's conversation.

"Listen to me, you're telling me that you knew Isaac's father was hitting him?" The sheriff asked Jackson.

Jackson raised his eyebrows, "Hitting him? He was kicking the crap out of him."

"Did you ever say anything to anyone? A teacher, parents, anyone?" Sheriff Stilinski queried the teenager.

Jackson shrugged, "Nope. It's not my problem."

Sheriff Stilinski nodded his head, "No, no, of course not. You know, it's funny that the kids getting beaten up are always the ones who least deserve it."

"Yeah." Jackson nodded his head before furrowing his eyebrows, "Wait, what?"

"I think we're done here." He told him before walking out to see Scott, Alex and Stiles, who was trying and failing to hide behind a magazine which Alex was looked at, "Hi, Scott."

"I'm Alex, you'll probably be seeing a lot of me in your office, Sheriff Stilinski." Alex told the sheriff with a smile. He smiled back at the girl before shaking his head at Stiles and walking away.

"Boys and girl, come on in." Gerard told them after walking out of his new office. After all of them were settled in the office with Gerard sitting on his desk and Alex sitting in between Stiles and Scott, Gerard began to read from their files.

"Scott McCall. Academically not the most accomplished, but I see you have become quite the star athlete. Mr. Stilinski. Oh, perfect grades but little to no extracurriculars. Maybe you should try lacrosse." Gerard suggested, reading through their files.

"Oh, actually I'm already—" Stiles was cut off by Gerard speaking to Alex with a file that was a copy of Alex's previous file in her old high school.

"Alex Russo. Little to actually high grades." Gerard said in confusion, looking towards Alex.

"I bribed the teachers or manipulated them." Alex told him with a nod.

"Manipulation of teachers and other students, along with guests. Destruction of property, stolen trophies and equipment, vandalization of school and under no circumstance is Alex to be near any chemicals at all times." Gerard stated in shock before giving off a small smile, "But, I see you have Art as your extracurricular, would you like to join here?"

Alex shrugged, "It depends if the teacher's a bitch or not, Gramps. But—"

Gerard cut off the wizard, "Hold on. McCall. You're the Scott that was dating my granddaughter."

"We were dating but not anymore. Not dating, not seeing any of each other or doing anything with each other - At all." Scott rambled, shaking his head nervously.

"Relax, Scott, you look like you're about to crack a cyanide pill with your teeth." Gerard told the teenager.

Scott sighed, "Just a hard breakup."

Gerard: Oh, that's too bad. You seem like a pretty nice kid to me." Gerard said, "Now listen, guys. Yes, I am the principal, but I really don't want you to think of me as the enemy."

"Heh, is that so?" Stiles asked sarcastically while looking at Alex with a smirk.

"You know, it's not like I've been targeting my principal for years or anything, right?" Alex asked rhetorically, turning to Stiles and giving him a wink which caused his cheeks to flush.

"However, this being my first day, I do need to support my teachers. So unfortunately someone is going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention and don't worry, Alex, it's not you." Gerard said and almost immediately, Alex and Scott turned to look t Stiles who was playing with his hands. He looked up to see them looking at him and his mouth dropped in annoyance.