April 8th update:

This story has been up for a few months but I'm now realizing that part of the first chapter didn't post, so I'm just reupdating it!

In a short summary of my previous authors note: this will be an h2o just add water and TEEN WOLF cross over. Really just teen wolf, I'm just using some aspects from h2o. It starts in the middle of season 1! Reviews are much appreiciated! I loveyou all!

My toes scrunched up in the dry, warm sand as the sun beat on my skin. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath of the salty, Australian air.

"I can't believe you're leaving." Cleo Sertori, one of my best friends, finally broke the tense silence.

"I thought your parents were stationed here permanently." Emma Gilbert, my other best friend, mused.

"I thought so too." I agreed with a sigh, staring out to the waves that crashed against the shore.

"What's going to happen now?" Rikki Chadwick, my third best friend, asked while making attempts to keep a straight face. I wish I could have answered her. The truth was, I couldn't even answer the question myself. After three and a half years, I was leaving the one place I could truly call home.

Three and a half years wasn't a long time to spend in a place. But for me, it was. I ended up in the Gold Coast almost four years ago, and now I didn't want to ever leave.

It was the downside of being a Navy brat. Sure there were the pros of seeing the world and meeting all different kinds of people, but when you finally settle down into the one place you could finally call home, it could rip you apart.

It happened to me all to often, but Australia was different. It was more than just leaving a place I loved, it was leaving the secret and my best friend behind. It was like my life was crumbling to pieces.

Some may think I was being over dramatic, but this wasn't the kind of 'pinky-swear-or-our-friendships-over' kind of secret. This was something that bonded four random girls together for life. Having to deal with this secret on my own while the girls had each other was going to be a rollercoaster of a ride.

It worried me how I was supposed to keep my secret in such a new, strange, place. How could I hide that I grew a tail ten seconds after I touched water?

Confused? So was I.

It all started a few months after I moved to Queensland. One event led to another and long story short, my three best friends and I ended up stuck on the mysterious Mako Island. Another long story short, we ended up falling into a cave and the only way out of it was through a little pool that led out to the ocean. Once we were all in, it started bubbling and all this weird crap and the next day—bam—all four of us grew orange, scaly mermaid tails ten seconds after we touched water. Almost three years later, three boys new our secret and the four of us were inseparable. Well, until now.

"I don't know." I finally answered, rubbing my hand over the Mako Island sand. I let the grains fall through my fingers. I couldn't begin to even think about leaving. Traveling to America was the last thing I wanted on my plate right now. Seeing my parents came in as a close second. I felt betrayed—like they stabbed me right in the heart. Sure, they may have been working on a boat off the coast of California for the next God knows how long, but did they really have to deport me with them?

"How are you even going to swim? How do some people in the states deal without an ocean?" Cleo groaned. The thought of not being able to walk a few miles to the beach and dive myself in the ocean to forget about all my human problems pissed me off to all means. It was something I couldn't even bare to deal with.

"I guess it'll make hiding the secret easier." I shrugged, wondering how bad the small town of Beacon Hills could really be for hiding my secret. At least nobody there would suspect anything supernatural.

George and Savannah Walker boarded their next flight like it was just a vacation—minus the crying of not seeing their daughter for God knows how much longer. Of course, they gave the whole "call me to talk about anything" and "don't get in trouble" spiel. But just like that, they boarded their government issued plane and took off, leaving their helpless daughter in the middle of a northern California airport. Now, what the hell was I supposed to do?

I stood outside at the pick up area with my luggage awaiting the arrival of my uncle and cousin suddenly regretting my outfit choice. Jean shorts and a sweatshirt was ideal for Australia, why was California so damn cold? Digging my phone out of my back pocket, I quickly began texting each of my friends that I arrived safely and I was already over being in the United States.

Rikki: How obnoxious is everyone?

Emma: Try to stay positive.

Cleo: Did your parents leave yet?

Just as I was about to text each of them back, I was forced to stop. An older man and a teenage boy pulled up in a police cruiser, waving to me frantically.

"Bella! Bella, hey!" I cringed, hearing the name I haven't been called in many years. I looked up and sighed, forcing to compose myself.

"Hey Uncle John." I forced a smile. The teen boy next to him awkwardly fidgeted to wave. "Hey, Stiles." I added.

"Stiles, go help her." John pressed, pushing his son out of the car. Stiles stumbled out and managed to drag my bags over to the trunk.

"So, how was the flight?" The teen asked quickly. Stiles was just as I remembered him, besides the two or three feet of extra height. He had the same gawky smile, lanky figure, and short brunette hair. John looked the same, besides the brand new Sherriff badge pinned on his uniform. There were a few more gray hairs here and there, but after Aunt Claudia died, I figured there would be.

"Long." I answered and nodded, proceeding to slide myself into the back seat.

"I bet your exhausted, kiddo." John stated, taking off out of the airport once Stiles was back in the front seat.

"Yeah, who knew time change could be so rough." I laughed quietly, secretly meaning who knew being back in Beacon Hills would be so rough. God, I couldn't wait to get out of this forsaken town.