June's just had the best six months of her life. Six months without any inkling of the supernatural, that is until the night before senior year is to start. An unexpected attack the night of Senior Scribe brings a slew of teenage disappearances and...
Flashes of the night kept appearing before me. Each time they came forth, they became more clear. Rain, flickering lights, and water already soaked into my hair. I was fighting for my life, and I wasn't sure why. All I could remember: Lydia's scream still echoing inside of my skull. Lydia. I needed to get to Lydia, to Scott, to Stiles, they were all going to die.
I felt the cool air in between the raindrops effectively chilling my face and hands, and my bare feet. Not letting that distract me, I kept on running. I could see the gate ahead, and nothing standing in my way. Adrenaline fueling me, I bolted to the steps that led down to said gate, when I froze in my tracks.
There in front of me stood Allison Argent herself.
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"June!" I jolted out of my sleep, and for a moment thought I was still in the pouring rain. My muscles relaxed when I realized the moisture on my skin was in fact sweat. Fanning myself off with the use of my loose tee shirt, I turned to Lydia, who still looked as if she could be heading out to a photo shoot for some preppy summer clothing line. I wiped my forehead using the back of my hand and glanced around at all the other seniors anxiously waiting for their friends to get here and for the scribe to start.
"What, Lydia?"
"Do not fall asleep on me, not tonight."
"I'm sorry, Lyds, I stayed up kind of late last night finishing my book."
"Was it another Roxanne Gay book because I swear, you can't recommend every single one to me-"
"The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks if you truly must know," I quipped pulling my phone out of my short pockets. Stiles had texted awhile ago saying he was headed to the overlook with Scott and Liam to help the latter with the full moon. I had another text saying that Liam downloaded the songs I had recommended and was going to try them out tonight. I smirked, thinking about just how amazing meditation was working out for everyone.
I flinched when I pulled away from the back of the chair, feeling my back slowly peel off after being stuck to it for a brief period of time. Tucking my phone back into my shorts, I stood up, flinching when my legs peeled off the chair as well.
"I need some air, Lyds, I'll be right back."
"I'll come with you," She agreed, and I could see the thin veil of perspiration adorn her forehead. Together, we walked out of the room we were seated in, and marched out of the nearest pair of doors we could find. Squeezing around people, I said hello to a few seniors that I knew, and perched against a column. I relished in the cool breeze that seemed to accompany the far off storm brewing under the late night sky.
"I honestly thought we were going to be the last ones here, not the first," Lydia stated, trying to fill the silence between us, "What with us always taking so long to get ready."
I stared disbelievingly down at my outfit, then quirked an eyebrow her way. "You mean you take so long to get ready, I threw this on."
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