"Jessie!" I hear my brother yelling from down the hall, his footsteps getting closer. I cover my face with my blankets. I really don't feel like getting out of bed. It'd be easy to skip. My brother, who's 7 years older then me, leaves for work at the hospital early every morning, as I'm just waking up for school. I could stay in bed. Oh how I would love that. No school. No stress. Just blissfully asleep.

"Jessie, wake up, time for school, let's go!" he's yelling from my doorway.

"Just like 5 more minutes and I'll be up" I say before yawning, hiding deeper into my blankets. Then I feel them being ripped away and the cold hits.

"Aaaah! Really Cameron? It's freezing. You know, breakfast in bed would be amazing and that would definitely wake me up, not to mention, the hot chocolate would keep me warm".

"Ha Ha, very funny. Never happening". He fakes a laugh and gives me a goofy grin.

"You know what day it is? We should be able to stay home and watch movies all day. Home movies". I look at him solemnly.

"10 years. 10 years and it still feels like yesterday". He takes a seat on the edge of my bed and looks to the floor.

"I miss them. Every single day, I think it'll get easier. But it doesn't. Not one bit. At least we have each other though right?" I say. He gives me a sad smile.

"Of course. You're never going to be able to get rid of your big brother". He pats my legs and gets up. "How about we do that later tonight huh? Watch home videos, eat mom's favourite candy" which were M&M's "and I'll even make the milkshakes dad made". I get out of bed and shake his hand.

"Deal!". He smiles and leaves my room, on his way to work.

My parents died 10 years ago. We had a family secret that was not to be told to anyone. We were hunters, hunting anything that decided to cause trouble. I was too young back then to be able to join, only being about 6 years old, but my brother was old enough. I was left behind yet again at my grandparents back in Canada. This hunting trip was supposed to be easy. They were helping friends take down a werewolf pack that was killing people in the town. However, this one went terribly wrong and my parents were killed by two of them. My brother was severely hurt and still has scars on his back and chest to prove it. Thankfully, he survived though. I still remember hearing the phone and having to listen to my grandparents try and explain to a 6-year-old how her parents are never coming back and how her brother was in a coma, not knowing if he'd wake up. It feels like yesterday that it happened. Once my brother was graduated and had enough money we moved. He got a job in the emergency unit at the hospital in Beacon Hills and moved us into a new home. I've loved it ever since. We haven't had a reason to hunt, which I love. However, that doesn't stop me from always having a knife hidden on me.

Alright, now to get ready for school. I hopped in the shower and as usual it took 20 minutes. I have a bad habit of sitting in the shower thinking of scenarios that will most likely never happen. I look through my closet and dress, finally deciding on beige skinny jeans and a simple white long sleeve with a green sweater on top. I decided to let my long curly hair down and put on light makeup to cover up the dark circles under my green eyes. I looked one last time at myself in the mirror and then grabbed a muffin and my school bag. Time to face school. I got on my bike and rode it to school. It wasn't a long bike ride. More or les 15 minutes.

As I finally arrived to school, I saw Scott at the bike rack and Jackson obnoxiously, overly priced nice car park beside him. I locked my bike in the rack as Jackson opened his car door and hit it against Scott.

"Dude, watch the paint job". Jackson told Scott as he got out of his car and gave him an angry look. Someone called his name and he walked away staring at Scott.

"What a jackass" I said loud enough, hoping Jackson heard me. Scott smiles and gives a small laugh.

"Hey guys!" we hear from behind us. I look back and see Stiles running towards us.

"Alright let's see this thing". He says with a huge smile on his face as I wear a confused one.

"What thing? Is it supposed to be show and tell in class or something?" I ask them jokingly.

"We went and tried to find half of a dead body in the woods, although my dad found me but lucky Scott over here got away. He says he got bit by something". He says wearing a huge smile on his face.

"Wow, how come I didn't get invited. Sounds like an adventure. What'd you get bit by?"

Scott lifts his shirt up and we see a big bandage on his side. "Woah!" Stiles tries to touch it but Scott just shifts away.

"We didn't want to wake you Jess, it was pretty late. Plus, your brother kind of scares us. Anyways, it was too dark to see anything but I'm pretty sure it was a wolf'. Scott says. I roll my eyes at the fact that Cam scares them. Stiles and I look at each other with disbelieving looks.

"A wolf bit you. Well, no, not a chance". Stiles says casually.

"Well, I heard a wolf howling".

"No you definitely didn't" I tell Scott. There's no wolves here, I would know about it.

"What do you mean, no I didn't? How do you know what I heard" Scott ask.

"Cause California doesn't have wolves. Okay? Not in like 60 years"

"Really?"

"Yes really. There's no wolves in California". I tell Scott.

"Well if you guys don't believe me about the wolf, then you're definitely not gonna believe me about what I tell you. I found the body".

"What?! Are you kidding me?!" Well that's a little scary. Even as a trained hunter, I don't want to know that there's somebody going around killing people and dropping bodies in the woods. Although Stiles seems excited about this fact.

"I wish, I'm gonna have nightmares for a month".

"That is freaking awesome. I mean this is seriously the best thing that's ever happened to this town since, the birth of Lydia Martin. Hey Lydia, you look like, you're gonna ignore me." Lydia smiles at me and keeps walking, ignoring Stiles. He looks back until Lydia is no longer in view with disappointment written all over his face.

"Sorry Stiles, doesn't look like today is your day" I tell him with a small smile on my face.

"You know, you're the cause of this Scott. You're dragging me down to your nerd level. I'm a nerd by association. I'm Scarlet nerded by you. Jessie, you should totally set me up" Stiles keeps saying. Well at least I'm not dragging him down with me.

"Sorry Stiles, that's not in my power". I give him a fake sad smile and we walk to class.

Thank you for reading. My main language is French so if you spot any mistakes, don't hesitate to PM them to me. Also, if you have an idea that you think I should add in my story, let me know and I will take it into consideration. I'm trying something new so I'm open to all suggestions. Thanks again! Hope you enjoy (: