Chapter 1: Two Can Keep A Secret If One of Them Is Dead
Derek Hale was doing the one thing he swore that he never do again. He was returning home; to the place he spent the last fifteen years avoiding. It was a necessity leaving; one could even go as far as calling it a form of self preservation. For the past fifteen years Derek managed to avoid going home for holidays, birthdays, weddings, funerals, and any other special occasions. Anything really that required him to step foot back in Beacon Hills. That was until he got the invitation and the photo that accompanied it. Derek Hales fifteen year high school reunion was going to one event he was not going to miss.
It wasn't like Derek hadn't done well for himself over the years. He had done very well for himself, in fact, becoming a very promonite attorney. He as able to make a nice life for himself in New York. In New York he had a good job, and good friends. In New York the secrets of his past could stay miles away and they didn't serve as a consistent reminder of the mistakes from his childhood.
Scott McCall had it all. He had a lovely home, a beautiful wife (his high school sweat heart), and a adorable new son. That not included a political career that was on the rise. When your life is that perfect you will do anything to protect it. And that is exactly what Scott intends to do. Including confronting some old ghost.
Stiles Stalinski was known as a good time. He was also the man with the plan despite his goof ball reputation. So it became no surprise to anyone when he left town right out of high school to become a stand comedian. It also didn't surprise anyone when he turned his stand act into a movie career. Stiles was now a bonified supper star complete with a supermodel girlfriend. Yeah he had a lot to loss as well.
And the three of them with all of their success and their perfect little lives had one terrible secret that bond them together, and had the potential destroy everything that they worked so hard for.
The Beacon High School graduating class of 1998 was the most famous class the school had ever seen. While every class produces a handful of very successful graduates the class of 1998 managed to produce a Hollywood star, a popular politician, and one of the most sought out lawyers the country had seen in years. Most importantly it housed Erica Reyes. Erica Reyes was the only unsolved crime that Beacon Hills had ever seen.
Erica Reyes was an attractive girl from the wrong side of the town. She wasn't what one would call book, or was she terrible athletic. What she was reasonable intelligent, cunning, but most importantly she was invisible. That was until junior year when she decided to make herself un-invisible. Boy dId she noticed in her skimpy dress, low cut tops, short skirts, tall heels, over processed hair, and over done makeup. She got attention and not all of it was from the right kind of people. One could go as far as to say that her need for attention was what got her into trouble. That's why it was a surprise when she disappeared. All that was found was her car parked on the side of the, door wide open and keys in the ignition. That was fifteen years ago. Her body had not been found until this day.