[Scott McCall is sitting on his bed in his room, wearing only a pair of gym shorts, as he re-threads the laces on his lacrosse stick, he tosses the stick on his bed before walking toward the bathroom door, where he has a bar mounted on the lintel. After doing a series of chin-ups, Scott goes into the bathroom, where he brushes his teeth and washes his face before bed]

All the girls stare at him dreamily.

"Your so hot!"

Stiles wolf whistles at the screen. 

[Suddenly, Scott hears a noise outside and pauses to listen. The scene cuts to the front porch, Scott, now in a red hoodie, walks outside with a wooden baseball bat in hand as he investigates what is causing the noise. Suddenly, a figure appears hanging from the roof, and Scott yelps in terror, almost hitting the person in the face with his bat until he realizes that it is Stiles Stilinski, his best friend, who is yelping just as loudly]

"Why the hell are you on the roof"

SCOTT & STILES: [simultaneously] AHH! AHHH! AHHHH!

[Scott huffs in frustration and annoyance before lowering his bat]

SCOTT: Stiles, what the hell are you doing?!

[Stiles looks just as exasperated as Scott as he eyes the bat in his best friend's hands]

STILES: You weren't answering your phone! Why do you have a bat?SCOTT: [annoyed] I thought you were a predator!
People laugh at that while Scott looks at the screen with a  sheepish smile.STILES: A pre... Wha? Look, I know it's late, but you gotta hear this. I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago. Dispatch called-- they're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and even state police.SCOTT: [frowns] For what?STILES: Two joggers found a body in the woods.
"Oh my god" Lydia shakes her head.

[Reaching up to pull himself free of the trellis, Stiles lands on his feet in front of Scott, who still looks confused]

SCOTT: What, a dead body?
"No, it's a body of water" a student says sarcastically.STILES: No, a body of water. Yes, dumbass, a dead body!

[Stiles climbs over the railing to join him on the porch]

SCOTT: You mean, like, murdered?STILES: Nobody knows yet. Just that it was a girl, probably in her twenties.
Derek looks down, knowing exactly who it was.SCOTT: [frowns] Hold on, if they found the body, then what are they looking for?STILES: That's the best part-- they only found half.
"How's that the best part??!!" people exclaim.STILES: We're going.
"It's not like you gave me a choice" Scott says and Stiles just shrugs.

[The two pull into the preserve in Stiles' teal blue Jeep, illuminating the sign warning against entry after dark with the Jeep's headlights. Stiles gets out with a flashlight in hand. Scott follows, hurrying to keep up with him as the walk in the dark woods]

SCOTT: We're seriously doing this?STILES: You're the one always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town.SCOTT: I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow.STILES: [snidely] Right, 'cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort.SCOTT: No, because I'm playing this year. In fact, I'm making first line.

[Stiles looks back at Scott in disbelief]

STILES: Hey, that's the spirit! Everyone should have a dream, even a pathetically unrealistic one.
Scott glares at Stiles.SCOTT: Just out of curiosity, which half of the body are we looking for?STILES: Huh! I didn't even think about that.SCOTT: And, uh... what if whoever killed the body is still out here?STILES: [embarrassed] Also something I didn't think about.
"Idiots, absolute idiots" Lydia sighs.

[Scott rolls his eyes in amusement as the two start to hike up a hill]

SCOTT: It's comforting to know you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail.STILES: I know.

[Scott's breathing starts to become rapid, shallow, and wheezy as the two continue up the hill, with Scott struggling to keep up with Stiles' quick pace]

SCOTT: [gasping] Maybe the severe asthmatic should be the one holding the flashlight, huh?
"You have asthma?"

"What's that?" 

[Scott leans his back against a nearby tree as he pulls his inhaler out of his pocket. Scott continues to make his way up the hill after him. When they see a handful of people ahead of them waving flashlights around as part of the search, Stiles and Scott dive behind a large fallen tree branch , turning off the flashlight. Stiles  whispers back to Scott as he jumps up and runs toward the action]

SCOTT: Wait!STILES: Come on!

[Scott, still wheezing, tries to stop Stiles, to no avail]

SCOTT: Stiles! Wait up!

[Scott quickly takes a hit from his inhaler before scrambling to catch up with him]

SCOTT: Stiles! Stiles!
Stiles smiles appolegitecally at Scott (ignore the spelling)

[Stiles finally hears the last attempt to call his name, but the split second of distraction caused the nearby K9 officer to start barking at him, scaring him so much he falls backwards onto the ground. The deputy with the search dog immediately points his flashlight at Stiles as he tries to recover from the shock]

DEPUTY: Hold it right there!

[Stiles puts his hands up while Scott, several meters behind him, hides behind a nearby tree, pressing his back to it and closing his eyes as though it will keep him from being seen. Just then, another male voice is heard-- it is Noah Stilinski, Stiles' father and the Sheriff of Beacon County]

STILINSKI: Hang on, hang on...

[Stiles stands to his feet, shielding his eyes from the bright flashlight held toward him by the deputy]

STILINSKI: [sighs] This little delinquent belongs to me.STILES: Dad, how are you doing?

[Stilinski looks at Stiles with a mix of frustration, exasperation, and exhaustion]

"He looks so done with you"

STILINSKI: So, do you, uh, listen in to all of my phone calls?

[Stiles laughs sheepishly]

STILES: No. Heh...

[Stilinski gives Stiles a look, and Stiles finishes his sentence]

STILES: ...Not the boring ones.
Lily and Molly give him a look of dissapointment.STILINSKI: Now, where's your usual partner in crime?STILES: Who, Scott?, Scott's home. He said he wanted to get a good night's sleep for first day back at school tomorrow.

[Stilinski looks at Stiles in disbelief as he continues to lie]

STILES: It's just me... In the woods... Alone...
"Your a horrible liar"

[It is obvious that Stilinski doesn't buy what Stiles is saying, and he lifts his flashlight and tries to get a look around to find Scott, who is still hiding behind the tree]

STILINSKI: Scott, you out there? Scott?

[After a moment, when Scott doesn't materialize in front of him, Stilinski reluctantly determines that Scott isn't with Stiles after all. He then sighs before grabbing Stiles roughly by the back of the neck and steering him toward the entrance to the preserve]

STILINSKI: Well, young man, I'm gonna walk you back to your car... And then you and I are gonna have a conversation about something called "invasion of privacy."

[As Stiles and the Sheriff leave, closes his eyes and hits the back of his head on the tree, mouthing "Damn!" under his breath when he realizes that by hiding himself, he lost his way home. Scott waits until the coast is clear before heading in the opposite direction through the woods, following the same path he and Stiles took to get there]

[Thunder and lightning flickers overhead as Scott carefully makes his way back. It's evident that he's unnerved by the sounds of the forest animals around him, but when he makes it to a foggy clearing, he becomes unnerved by the fact that it falls totally silent. He pulls his inhaler out of his hoodie once again and shakes it, intending to take another hit when suddenly, a herd of deer begin frantically stampeding toward him, trampling him over and causing his inhaler to fly several meters away]

Stiles leans forward in his seat, wanting to see how Scott got bit.

[Once the deer have cleared out, Scott, still in shock, gets to his feet and starts looking for his inhaler using his cell phone as a light source. He's about to search through a pile of dead leaves when he's startled when he instead uncovers the top half of the body that Stiles had told him about-- young, white, with dark hair and very clearly bisected at the waist. The shock of this sight stuns him so badly that he loses his balance and tumbles down the hill behind him and into a ravine]

Derek looks away from the screen, and glares at Peter who sat beside him, who looked anywhere but at Derek.

Everyone gasps at the screen, while some younger students go towards the older ones for comfort. 

[Scott, shaken, stands to his feet with a groan, using a fallen tree trunk to help himself up. He makes his way quickly through the woods, wanting nothing more than to get out of there as soon as possible, when all of the sudden, a growl heard behind him causes him to freeze in fear. He slowly turns around, only to find a large, bestial wolf with glowing red eyes standing before him]

"Do I look like that?" Remus whispers to James and Sirius.

"Moony you like an angel" Sirius reassures him. 

"It's not a full moon, how is there a werewolf?" James says out loud. 

[Scott barely has time to gasp before the beast leaps toward him, causing him to fall backward onto the ground. Though Scott attempts to crawl away, the wolf grabs him by the ankles and pulls him backwards before viciously biting him on his right hip, causing Scott to roar in pain]

SCOTT: AHHHHH!

[Panicked, Scott scrambles through the woods, tripping and tumbling all the way as he desperately tries to escape. The beast trips him and pulls him backward before biting him on his right hip. When Scott finally makes it to the nearest road, he stops just before being hit by someone driving a burgundy SUV, who manages to swerve away from him just in the nick of time. Scott takes a moment to lift the hem of his hoodie up, examining the large bite wound on his hip with horror as the rain continues to pour down around him. Suddenly, a loud wolf howl is heard from in the woods, which only makes Scott more concerned]

The marauders share a look.

[Scott is riding his mountain bike through the school parking lot, where he jumps off just as he makes it to the bike rack in front of the school. He takes off his helmet and hangs it on the handlebars, adjusting his backpack with his lacrosse stick strapped to the back just as Jackson Whittemore, driving a silver Porsche, pulls into the parking spot next to him. Jackson gets out of the car, hitting Scott in the back with the door before shooting him a nasty look]

JACKSON: Dude! Watch the paint job.
Lydia and Stiles glare at Jackson.RANDOM GUY: Yo, Jackson! Let's go, bro.

[Jackson walks away without another word, though he does turn his head back to shoot Scott a glare before he leaves]

[The scene cuts to the front of the school, where Scott has met up with Stiles. They both talk about the previous night's events as they walk toward the entrance]

STILES: Okay, let's see this thing.

[Scott lefts up his shirt to show Stiles his bite wound, which is covered with gauze and tape that has a small amount of blood leaking through]

STILES: Ooh!SCOTT: Yeah...

[Stiles pokes the bandage, which causes Scott to flinch in pain]

STILES: Whoa!
"You seem so excited" 

"well it's not everyday your best friend get's bit by a wolf"

[Scott pulls his shirt back down as the two resume their walk into the school]

SCOTT: It was too dark to see much, but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf.

[Stiles looks at Scott with disbelief]

STILES: A wolf bit you?SCOTT: Uh-huh.STILES: No, not a chance.SCOTT: [confused] I heard a wolf howling.

[Stiles scoffs and continues to shake his head in response to Scott's argument]

STILES: No, you didn't.SCOTT: [frustrated] What do you mean, "No, I didn't?" How do you know what I heard?STILES: Because California doesn't have wolves, okay? Not in, like, sixty years.

[Scott looks surprised by this news as the two stop on the staircase. Stiles turns around to face Scott with a serious expression]

SCOTT: Really?STILES: Yes, really. There are no wolves in California.SCOTT: All right. Well, if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe me about when I tell you I found the body.

[Stiles' demeanor instantly changes from exasperation to gleeful at the sound of this news]

STILES: You-- are you kidding me?SCOTT: No, man, I wish. I'm gonna have nightmares for a month.STILES: Oh, god, that is freakin' awesome. I mean, this is seriously gonna be the best thing that's happened to this town since--

[Stiles loses his train of thought when he sees Lydia Martin, Queen Bee of Beacon Hills High School, walking up the stairs toward the school, and abandons his train of thought in favor of trying to catch her attention]

STILES: --Since the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey, Lydia! You look--

[Lydia continues to walk right past Stiles, completely oblivious to the fact that he was talking to her]

STILES: --Like you're gonna ignore me...
Lydia looks at Stiles sheepishly, who just smiles at her.

"Your sister's hot" Ron whispers to Harry who glares at him.

All the wolves hear what he said and start laughing quietly. 

[Stiles looks back at Scott with an irritable expression]

STILES: You're the cause of this, you know.

[Scott rolls his eyes in response to this comment]

SCOTT: Uh-huh.STILES: Draggin' me down to your nerd depths. I'm a nerd by association. I've been Scarlet-nerded by you.

"You both are nerds"

[Scott and Stiles enter their first period English class and take their seats, where the teacher, Mr. Curtis, immediately begins the lecture]

MR. CURTIS: As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night.

[Scott grins and looks over at Stiles, who is in the desk one row and one column behind him and who winks at him knowingly]

MR. CURTIS: And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus, which is on your desk outlining this semester.

[Scott and Stiles once again share an unexcited look before suddenly, Scott hears a phone ring so loudly that he believes it to be right next to him. However, when he looks around the room, he sees no one else reacting to the noise, causing him to frown in confusion. Eventually, the sound of a female voice draws his attention to the row of windows to his left, through which he sees a young brunette woman sitting on a bench at the bottom of the stairs to the front entrance to the school. She has just answered the phone, which she has braced between her ear and her shoulder so she can dig through her gray canvas bag. The fact that he can hear her speaking like she's sitting right in front of him only makes him more confused]

"Is your town filled with hot people" Ginny blurts out and everyone laughs at her, while Molly glares at her daughter. 

"It should be named Beacon Hotness"

ALLISON: Mom, three calls on my first day is a little overdoing it... Everything except a pen. Oh, my God, I didn't actually forget a pen. Okay, okay. I gotta go. Love ya.

[Allison hangs up and puts her phone away. Scott continues to eavesdrop as the vice principal of the school comes out to greet her]

VICE PRINCIPAL: Sorry to keep you waiting. So you were saying San Francisco isn't where you grew up?ALLISON: No, but we lived there for more than a year, which is unusual in my family.

[Scott, still looking alarmed, tracks Allison with his eyes until she is walked into the school and through the hallway by the vice principal]

"How can you hear that??" 

VICE PRINCIPAL: Well, hopefully Beacon Hills will be your last stop for a while.

[The vice principal walks Allison into the classroom, where he introduces her to the other students]

VICE PRINCIPAL: Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome.

[Allison, who looks nervous, smiles weakly before finding the only open seat in the class, which just happens to be the seat behind Scott and to the right of Stiles, the latter of whom smiles at her awkwardly as she sits down. Scott, having heard her conversation with her mother earlier, knows that she forgot a pen and offers her one of his own. Allison looks surprised by the gesture, but smiles at him gratefully]

ALLISON: Thanks.
"I thought you could read minds or something" Allison tells Scott. 

[Scott smiles back at her in a way that indicates that he is starting to fall for her already before turning back around in his seat so she can't see him blush. The English teacher then picks up where he left off as Allison looks confused by this interaction]

TEACHER: We'll begin with Kafka's Metamorphosis on page one-thirty-three
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This will probably be the only episode I do in different parts. The other ones should be one chapter each.