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located in Beacon Hills, a part of Teen Wolf {Next-Gen}, one of the many universes on RPG.

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“I’ve been alone for too long to know if I like it or not.”



17 | Omega-Werewolf | Pansexual | 6'1''


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"Tate get up!" Harvey, Tate's 'father', barked whilst flicking his bedroom lights on and off. Only receiving a groan from Tate, he was really anything but a morning person. It didn't take long until Tate's blankets were tugged from him and he was pulled by his ankles out the warm embrace of his bed. He was already late for school, about fifteen minutes to be exact. He'd usually get up by himself but today, a lot like other days, not so much. This year, being Tate's senior year, was supposed to be different. Different meaning no missing school just because he felt like it or not even trying to undertake homework like he used to, he made a promise to Harvey and he was already letting him down. By this time Harvey left, leaving Tate with the decision whether to keep his promise or over look it, and Tate never breaks promises.

He quickly got up from his heap of blankets that had formed upon the floor, and began to get dressed. Being someone who's never been one for fashion, Tate looked around his room, throwing on the first things he could find not bothering to mess with his hair. Once done dressing he ended up wearing an old torn pair of blue jeans, a plain black shirt followed by his infamous leather jacket gifted to him by his mom when he was a boy. It never fit him when he was young, only now as he was just growing into it, but that didn't stop him from wearing it whenever he could. He then grabbed his worn, maroon backpack and was out the door and into the chilly september air.

Tate use to look forward to school when he was younger, but not as much anymore. Tate didn't know that many people in his school, nor did he know the building that well. He officially moved to Beacon Hills around the end of summer, not giving him much time to meet potential friends or atleast have an idea of what the people of Beacon are like. The walk to Beacon Hills high school wasn't long yet, Tate wished he could've kept walking. It wasn't his first day either, he'd already been attending the school for about a week now. But still as much as he'd like, no real friends have been made. Tate rushed through the building doors and headed straight for the office, signing himself in since he'd already missed a bit of first period, and then headed to his class which happened to be English III.

The teacher was mid lecture when Tate rushed in, he was quickly told to take a seat, earning glares from everyone. He ran a hand through his hair, disheveling it even more, as he plopped down in a seat next to a blonde boy not much smaller than him. Tate didn't know his name, he wasn't exactly good at names, but he did know for certain the whole aura given off by him interested Tate. He had seen him in the class but never took the chance to do a double take. The boy didn't seem to notice Tate's staring, though neither did Tate.