I fixed my hair again, for what seemed like the hundredth time as Deaton looked me over.
"Mia. What a pleasant surprise," He said, smiling slightly. I returned it, politely.
"I thought it would be nice to come and see everyone. It gets lonely in Connecticut," I say with a forced laugh.
"I suppose so,"
Deaton smiled, but I could see it didn't touch his eyes. He was hiding something, but I knew he would never tell me what it was. What I do know, is that my coming here, isn't "pleasant" at all. It's the exact opposite. Slowly inhaling, I looked around the veterinarian clinic.
"Speaking of everyone, where are they?" I asked, curiously. I didn't come across the country just to see Deaton, although he is nice. Deaton looked at the clock behind me.
"School. Which is where you should be too, now that you are moving here,"
"Should I really? I mean, I'm basically old enough to drop out," I joked.
"I remember your mother and father, Mia. They value education," Looking down, I licked my lips.
"Valued, Deaton. They valued education before they died,"
"I didn't mean to-"
"No, it's fine. Where is the school?" I asked, changing the subject.
"A few blocks from here. When you leave the parking lot, make a left,"
"Thanks. I'll see you soon," I said, nodding as I turned away from the counter. Deaton's voice rang out to me, making me stop and turn back around.
"Mia, I have to warn you. Things in Beacon Hills are different than they are in Connecticut. Don't be surprised if they've changed," He said, his eyes sincere and mouth in a tight line. Furrowing my eyebrows, I tilted my head to the side.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"It's not my place to tell you, though I'm sure you'll find out soon enough," Deaton said before turning his attention to the customer who just walked in. Biting my lip, I walked out to my white Honda Civic. I got in a sat there for a moment, asking myself if coming to Beacon Hills was a mistake. I thought I was leaving secrets and mysteries behind in Connecticut, but I guess I was wrong. Either way, I'm going to find out what is going on here. Going back to Connecticut is out of the question. Besides I have two people I need to see and I'm not about to lose them again.
I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, making a left like Deaton told me to. It wasn't long before Beacon Hills High popped up and I parked. Everything seemed normal. But looks can be deceiving. Getting out, I made my way across the parking lot, almost getting hit by a guy driving a blue jeep.
"Hey, watch where you're going!" I yelled at him, before walking toward the building. As I walked into the school, I noticed all eyes were on me. Feeling my cheeks heat up, I silently looked for the main office. Just how big is this school? I looked around for what seemed like forever, until I gave up. I tapped a random guy on his shoulder and he turned around, looking at me. His eyes were brown and his skin was tan. He was cute and I could tell he played some sport. He smiled at me and I saw two dimples pop out.
"Hi, um I'm new and I was just wondering if you could tell me where the front office is?" I said, somewhat awkwardly.
"Sure. I could show you if you want? This school's kind of big," He said, chuckling. Smiling, I nodded.
"That'd be great. Thanks,"
We began walking and he stuck his hand out.
"I'm Danny," I took his hand and shook it.
"Mia,"
"So, Mia, what brings you to Beacon Hills?" He asked, casually starting a conversation. I appreciated his attempt to not make me feel awkward.
"My dad's job transferred him here," I lied, smoothly. Although he seems like a really cool guy, I'm not entirely sure he's genuine. He could be, but I'm the new girl and automatically I'm deemed as desperate to have friends. Which isn't true. Even back in Connecticut, I barely had friends. Not that that bothered me. I'm somewhat of an awkward person. But it could be lonely at times.
"Oh, cool. Where are you from?"
"A small town in Connecticut. It's nothing like Beacon Hills," I say, as I see two people making out in the hallway. Raising my eyebrows, I look around. Danny chuckled again.
"I don't think any place is like Beacon Hills," He caught my attention with this and I looked up at him.
"Why is that?" I asked, curiously. Since Deaton wouldn't tell me, maybe Danny knew something about this place too.
"I don't want to scare you, considering you just moved here,"
"I'm a big girl, Danny. I can handle it," I said, smiling. He looked at me and hesitated.
"I don't know…"
"Oh, c'mon. This conversation is probably going to be the highlight of my day," I said. Danny looked away and back at me.
"Alright. Recently a lot of… creepy things have been happening here. I don't really know what it is, but it's kind of freaky,"
"Recently as in the last few months?"
"No. It started my sophomore year. Which was last year," He explained.
"So what kind of creepy things have happened?" I pressed. He opened his mouth to say something, but the bell cut him off.
"Crap, I gotta go. The office is right here. Think you'll be okay?" He said in a rush. I licked my lips and nodded.
"Thanks,"
"No problem," He said, before dashing off towards what I assumed was the gym. Sighing, I went inside the office and got my schedule. Of course right when he was about to tell me the best part, he had to leave. So cliche. I walked around until I found my biology class and braced myself for the stares that were bound to happen. As I walked in, everyone stopped and looked at me. Including the teacher. Ugh. Kill me now.
"Um, hi?" I said, although it sounded more like a question.
"You must be the new student," He said, setting down the piece of chalk he had between his fingers.
"Yeah…" I trailed off, rocking back and forth on my heels. Why was I so awkward again?
"You can sit behind Mr. Lahey. Isaac raise you hand," Mr. Garner said. My eyes found a guy with blue eyes and sandy brown hair with his hand up. He was cute too, and he screamed bad boy. Cocking an eyebrow, I made my way to the seat behind him.
"Class this is Mia. She's new so be nice to her," Mr. Garner said, although it sounded like he couldn't care less if his students were nice to me or not. Zoning out, I leaned back in my chair and looked out the window until the bell rung again. I jumped up and walked out of the class and let my hazel eyes wander around. Where were they? They had to be here. Deaton wouldn't send me on some wild goose chase to find them. I ran a hand through my wavy blond hair in frustration. I was beginning to lose hope they were here until I saw Danny talking to someone familiar. Staring at them, I slowly made my way over, Danny catching my eye and smiling.
"Hey, you found everything okay?" He asked. I nodded half-listening as my eyes made contact with one of the two people I've been searching for. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped, clearly shocked that I was here in Beacon Hills.
"Mia…" He said, turning away from Danny, completely. I smiled brightly at him.
"Ethan,"
"W-what are you doing here? How'd you get here? When did you get here?" Danny looked back and forth between us.
"You two know each other?"
"Ye-" I started but was cut off by Ethan.
"No," I furrowed my eyebrows, my smile wavering.
"Um, what I meant was yes. Danny, I'll talk to you later?" Ethan asked, not even looking at Danny. Danny looked at me again, before looking back at Ethan, his eyes skeptical.
"Sure…"He trailed off. Danny walked away, and Ethan wasted no time in grabbing ahold of my elbow and dragging me into an empty classroom.
"Okay, ow? You know when you apply pressure like that it actually hurts, Ethan," I said, snatching my elbow out of his grasp. He ignored my comment and stared at me intently.
"What are you doing here, Mia?"
"I came to see you and Aiden," I said.
"Mia, you're not supposed to be here. Why did you leave Connecticut? You were-"
"Alone, Ethan. I was alone. Why can't I be here? I miss you guys," I argued back. Why was he doing this? I could feel my face heating up as the frustration and anger began to take over. Ethan ran a hand down his face and turned away from me.
"Beacon Hills isn't safe, Mia. Go back home,"
"I have no home, Ethan! Connecticut is not home!" I yelled.
"Yes, it is. Does Aunt Maggie know you're here?"
"Aunt Maggie is dead, Ethan. She died a few weeks ago. It was either go into the system as an orphan and go to an orphanage or come here. Forgive me if I chose to come be with you and Aiden," I spat, fed up with how he was treating me. This is what Deaton meant. Ethan was completely different than how he was when he was in Connecticut.
"Aunt Maggie is dead?"
"Yes, Ethan. She died in a crash," I said, my voice dripping with venom.
"Mia, I'm sor-"
"Where's Aiden?" I cut him off, not wanting his sympathy.
"Mia, I don't think it's such a good idea to even tell him you're here. Let alone see him,"
"I don't care, Ethan. I want to see him,"
"Mia, you don't know what you're doing. Come with me and we can figure out something,"
"Something like what? Something that involves me leaving Beacon Hills? No, Ethan. I'm staying," I said with finality as I crossed my arms. Ethan stared at me for a while before sighing.
"So stubborn," He murmured loud enough for me to hear.
"C'mon. I'll take you to Aiden," He said. He looked as if he would regret this and I knew he would, but I didn't care. I don't understand why it's such a big deal for me to be here? I followed him to what looked like a boiler room and furrowed my eyebrows.
"Why are we here?" I asked, skeptically.
"Just c'mon," He said. I continued to follow him until we stepped into a room with six other people in it. I saw Aiden and his eyes widened before he walked up to Ethan and I.
"What is she doing here, Ethan?" He hissed, his eyes locked on me.
"I'm not sure, but we have somethings to talk about," Ethan answered. I looked around the room and recognized that guy, Isaac, from my bio class. My attention left him as Aiden stood in front of me.
"Mia-" He started, but I quickly cut him off.
"If this is your attempt to make me leave, you can save it. I've heard enough from Ethan and I don't need to hear it from you too," I said, crossing my arms once again.
"Um, hello? Can someone tell us who this girl is?" A strawberry blond asked. She wore floral printed high waisted shorts with a white button up and black tights and heels. Her hair was straight and hung down her back. She was pretty and I automatically realized she must be the queen b of Beacon Hills High.
Ethan and Aiden looked at me, then each other before facing the group.
"This is Mia… our sister,"
