Sitka's P.O.V

Waking up, I literally rolled myself outta bed. Checking the clock, I groaned. It was so early. Why brain, why?! Huffing, I sucked it up and padded to the bathroom, flashing my claws out every so often. Yea, I'm a wolf, problem? Anyways, I went human and my hair fell naturally over my shoulders, all the way to my waist. Brushing it down, I washed my face and brushed my teeth, the usual morning stuff. It was be the last day I would spend in this damned one story house. Plus, I'd be moving back to Beacon Hills. Grabbing my iPod and phone, I prepared for a road trip. Calling up the others, I heard Myka's phone go off and they emerged from the trees, tails in the air, looking like total bosses.

Laughing to myself, I greeted them. "Hey you."

"Sup Sitka, what's goin' on," James answered, promptly jumping into my arms. He waved his tail around purposfully in my face, making me sneeze.

"What's going on is I'm having an allergic reacting to your damned tail, that's what's 'goin' on'," I growled, dropping him just before he went human.

"Hey now, don't start a battle before we even get back into town," Myka smirked, just as I was about to leap on James.

"Yea, it's not like we're werewolves and Argents," Blake said, and I twitched violently. One of my quirks that they were all very familiar with, so none of them took notice.

"We haven't seen not one werewolf since we left Beacon Hills. And that was over, what, 4 years ago? Do you think there are gonna be both werewolves and argents when we get back," a new voice spoke, and I recognized Reighle (Riley/Rylee).

"Exactly, so we should get moving in order to find out," I muttered, going to my car (a black 1967 Chevi Impala) and putting in my iPod. "Come on, it's not like they're gonna wait for us."

The rest crouded into the car and we drove off. At one point, the song had changed to Radioactive by Imagine Dragons, and we were all scream singing the lyrics. I played it back so we could sing from the begining.

"I'm waking up. To ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust," Myka sang, and we all smiled. "I'm breathing in the chemicals." That was our cue and we all took a breath, gasping, then blew it out, like in the song. "I'm breaking in, I'm shaping up. Then checking out on the prison bus. This is in the apocolypse. Whoa. I'm waking up."

"I feel it in my bones," James started this time, his voice catching the voice of the singers. "Enough to make my system blow. Welcome to the new age, to the new age. Welcome to the new age, to the new age."

"Whoa," we harmonized, this time literally screaming out the words. "I'm radioactive, radioactive! Whoa. I'm radioactive, radioactive!"

Suddenly, we all bust out laughing followed by growls and whimpers.

"Guys, remember the battle? Between the Hales and the Argents," I asked.

"Feeling nostalgic, little sister? Anyways, yea, we remember. Why do you ask," James said gently, knowing I could break out crying at any second. Mood swings. -_-

"I was just wondering, where was it in Beacon Hills that the Hales lived," I said casually, though I was dying to know on the inside. Derek Hale still walked in my dreams, though he might be dead by now.

"They lived in a forest, or in case you've forgotten. Derek was the one who found you, and we just followed suit," Reighle smiled, his eyes glazing over. He was probably remembering Laura Hale, the older sister of Derek. The Hale children had stolen all our hearts, and they'd never returned them before we left.

"Yea, I know the Derek part," I muttered, turning on my left blinker before turning on a road that lead into town.

The rest of the car ride was in silence, except for the blaring music.

First it was Blood On The Dance Floor, then Hollywood Undead, and then Creature Feature, going down the line from our favorite bands. Soon we arrived at our new house, and it was COLOSAL. Like a friggin' mansion. Anyway, we signed the papers from the land lord and got settled. Realizing the sudden obvious, we laughed and got back in the car, driving to the local high school.

"I can't believe we almost forgot that," Myka laughed, making the rest of us chuckle and smirk.

"Well, we can be scatter-brained sometimes," I admitted.

"Some more than others," James teased, and I pretended to fake cry, swerving the car around.

Reighle screeched and the others bust out laughing harder as I pulled up at the school. We got out, signed up, made our last name 'Cryters' and went back home.

I looked at up at the house infront of us. "So this is where we live now," I sighed.

"I suppose it is," Blake spoke for the first time since we had all sang in the car.

The others nodded and we bowed our heads, wolves now, and curled our tails over our paws. We filed into the house and I collapsed onto my bed, since it was getting dark. I took my pills and went on in my nightly ritual of screaming and crying into my pillow before going to sleep.

Tomorrow was going to be interesting.