Hey everyone loyal readers and new comers! I am so glad to be writing this little series once more. I can't wait for your reactions to this chapter. So I think it's going to be exactly like last season the way I wrote where it was one to two chapters a week and that I cut last nights episode in half I will be updating the next chapter hopefully no later than thursday. As you probably guessed and or read from the description this is Season 3B and the Sequel to The Changes. So without further rambling I'll let y'all read it. Don't forget to review please, it helps me all the better. Thank you and happy reading.
Rachel walked from the bathroom to her new bedroom opening a dresser she pulled out a pair of jeans and a white tee. After changing she looked at her end table seeing the white rose in a small glass vase. She walked over to the flower and picked up the card smiling each time she read it thinking of Stiles. "You almost ready?" Isaac asked as she snapped out of her thoughts.
"Yeah, I'll be out in a second," she replied looking back at the flower as Isaac left the room. The pure white flower seemed to have a small red blemish and the more Rachel stared at it the bigger the red blot grew. She squinted as she could feel her voice stuck in her throat.
"Rachel," a familiar voice called from the door. Turning around she stared at the door the voice repeating her name. She walked slowly for the door seeing a man's hand and pull into the hall. When she got to the door she watched someone's head just disappear down the stairs. "Rachel," the voice called as the front door opened and a man in army clothing walked out. She followed the person and noticed them stop and her smile seemed to grow wider when she saw her older brother standing in front of her. "I've missed you," Camden laughed as she went to open her mouth but nothing came out. "You don't have to say anything, I knew you missed me," he laughed. She hugged him taking a deep breath inhaling his cologne. A soft cough followed by a car horn snapped her out of it. She screamed as the car drove around her and she grabbed her chest before running out of the street.
"What the hell are you doing?" Isaac yelled at her running over as she hugged his arm that wrapped around her.
"I'm fine," she panted finally being able to talk looking at Isaac. "Just…out of it," she sighed as he brought her back in the house.
"You alright there?" Mrs. McCall asked as Rachel walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah I'm fine, I don't think I got enough sleep last night, I'll be fine," she laughed as a loud thud came from upstairs.
"HEY!" Mrs. McCall yelled walking to the stairs to yell at Scott and Isaac from throwing each other around.
"I'm going to head to school, tell the racket twins I left?" Mrs. McCall nodded before she yelled back at them. Rachel walked down the street her hand rubbing her forehead. "What was that?" she whispered staring at her feet as she progressed down the street. Her phone rang and pulled her from her thoughts. "Hello?" she asked almost not fully paying attention
"Hey," Stiles said sounding just as out of it as her.
"Are you ok?"
"I don't know," he answered as Rachel kicked a stone. "I mean I had a dream within a dream within a dream."
"Weird inception shit," she laughed.
"This isn't funny. I knew I was dreaming and I couldn't wake up, like I was in a sleep paralysis."
"A sleep what?"
"Sleep paralysis, it's when your brain knows your dreaming and your entire body is paralyzed you can't speak or move."
"Don't you think you are a little young to be suffering from something like that?" she asked as she walked up the steps of Beacon Hills High. "Hey I'm at school," she said almost puzzled. "Meet me by my locker?"
"I'm already walking toward it," Stiles laughed before she hung up.
"Rachel?" Camden's voice echoed in her head. She closed her eyes and blinked seeing Camden standing at the end of the hall she closed her eyes again and blinked seeing regular students. She saw Stiles standing by her locker and small smile appeared on her face.
"Hi," she smiled kissing Stiles before opening her locker. She put the lock down and turned to Stiles grabbing his shirt she pulled him in kissing him as if she hadn't seen him in months.
"Someone's missed me," he laughed as she smirked. "When I saw you last week," he laughed biting his lip as she pulled her books from the locker.
"So what did you see in this dream within a dream within a dream?" she asked looking at the ceiling thinking it sounded weird to her.
"Can we talking about it later?" Stiles coughed as she nodded.
"Hey, I got to see someone, I'll be right back," she smiled hugging him before running down the hall. Walking down the english hall and into an empty classroom she stood in front of her laptop. Turning the screen on she stared at the background of her two brothers. A tear rolled down as Camden's photo began to fade. "Stay!" she screamed before slamming her fists into the keyboard.
"Rachel?" Lydia asked concerned walking over to her close friend. "Are you ok?" Rachel looked at her lap top that began sparking and smoking from her slamming the keyboard. "Why would you do that?"
"Something is wrong," Rachel whispered almost in a trance.
"Tell me something I don't know," Lydia tried making a joke. "What's going on with you?"
"I'm seeing Camden," she said softly.
"Like Allison?"
"What do you mean?"
"Allison's aunt is haunting her."
"Camden isn't haunting me…at least I…I don't think so. But why now? Am I missing him all of a sudden?"
"Something is going on with you, Allison, Stiles, and Scott." Flipping the laptop over Rachel ripped the hard drive from the computer she put it in her bag and threw the broken computer out.
"I…I need to get back to my computer….locker," she stuttered as Lydia covered her mouth trying not to laugh. "Oh, can you not tell anyone till I know what's going on?" Lydia nodded and watched Rachel walk away. Opening her locker again a small paper slipped onto the floor. Opening the folded paper she read the note.
"Thought you needed a pick me up. Love you wolf girl," she read in a hushed tone a smile appearing on her face. The first bell rang and she started walking to her History class.
"Rachel," a guys voice called from behind. She turned and saw a tall light haired guy running over to her.
"Drake Evans," she smiled as he started walking with her. The tall brown haired guy began catching his breath.
"Damn, you move fast," he panted as she smiled and tried not to laugh.
"So…um….do have any news for me?"
"What do you mean?"Drake looked at her funny.
"Do I have to ask my boyfriend's dad for the information I seek?" she sighed as he nudged her.
"Yes, I have news for you. You got it, the internship is all yours," he laughed as she smiled widely.
"Your joking," she squealed as the warning bell rang.
"Nope, it's all yours. I guess you and me will be spending more time with each other," he smirked as she hugged him. "I'll see you after class? I want to know what I should get prepared for." Drake nodded and walked away as Rachel walked into the History class room. Taking her seat behind Stiles her smile wide.
"Well a few crazy things out of the way and today a pretty great day," she laughed as Stiles looked at her funny.
"What happened?" he asked wondering about her first comment.
"I just got the internship at the Police Station."
"You only got that because of Stiles' dad," Scott laughed as she squinted at him.
"No," she pondered for a minute as Stiles punched Scott in the arm.
"Wait, go back to the weird stuff," Stiles whispered as she smiled bigger.
"Oh and thanks for the pick me up, I really needed that," she laughed pulling the note from her jean pocket, Stiles looked at the paper funny and opened his mouth but before he could speak the new History teacher began class.
"Hello class, I am your new history teacher Mr. Yukimura. A lot of you may know my daughter Kira that is if she brought home friends or went, she is sitting in the back of the room," Mr. Yukimura sighed as a loud bang echoed through the room causing everyone to look at the girl in the back everyone knowing it was Kira.
"Harsh," Rachel whispered opening the history book looking at the notes Mr. Yukimura wrote on the board. "Thanks for the pick me up," she whispered in Stiles neck who reached back and grabbed her hand.
Ok, I just want to say one thing. I am going to be pretty impressed if anyone can correctly guess what is wrong with Rachel. Good luck and thanks for reading. Please REVIEW, and next chapter will be up soon.
