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A New Player
I wake up to my older brother screaming for the 8th night in a row. He calms down after I hear Dad bust through the door, but he's still screaming. I slowly walk into the room to check on Stiles, my brother. He looks at me, his eyes full of fear.
"Dad, what's wrong with him? Why does he do this every night?" I rub my eyes and look at the clock next to the bed. Ugh! 3 a.m.! "Sadie, go back to sleep, he'll be fine." Dad tells me. I roll my eyes. "That doesn't answer my question." He knows, just like him, and just like Stiles I'm too stubborn to leave until I get some kind of answer. "You wouldn't understand. Go back to bed." He insisted, his voice hard.
I turn around, used to that response. Neither of them have really talked to me about anything in a long time. I walk back to my room and go back to bed thinking about everything that happened in the past year. Stiles acting weird, dad being super clueless until about 2 months ago, all the deaths in this town. I think sleep will never wash over me but it eventually does and I sleep until morning.
My alarm clock wakes me up early the next morning. I trudge to the bathroom and get ready for school then walk downstairs to get breakfast. After a few minutes both Dad and Stiles finally came into the kitchen. No one spoke, no one made a sound, making the morning awkward.
"Ok. I'm gonna break the silence. What has been happening the past week?" I looked around the room and they wouldn't even look at me, "Neither of you have really talked to me about anything in a while. Did you know that I got 2nd at state for gymnastics or that I got my black belt last week? I'm not leaving until you guys talk to me." I looked at both of them, who wouldn't even make eye contact.
"You have to get to school." Dad's words were cold. "Really? Stiles is never at school, he's only there like twice a week, if that. But it's not just him. It's Scott, Allison, Lydia, Isaac, Ethan, and Aiden. You guys are never there. Why?" "Dad told you last night. You wouldn't understand," Stiles finally spoke, looking out the kitchen widow. "Fine," I grab my school bag, "I'll just ask Lydia and Allison. They'll tell me" I turn on my heel and head to school.
When I get into the school hallway I look around and find Lydia at her locker and Allison on the other side of the hall talking with Isaac. I make my way over to Lydia and lean the side of my body on the lockers next to her's. "Hey Sadie." She smiles at me. "Hey, I need a favor from you and Allison. Can you help?"
She nods and together we walk to Allison after Isaac had gone to class. "Hey Allison, I need your help with something." She looks at the two of us. "Sure. What's up?" "We need to talk in private," I say as I see Scott and Stiles walk into the hall. "Let's go," Allison said and led us to an empty classroom.
"What did you need our help with?" Lydia asked. "Neither my dad or Stiles will tell me, so I'm asking you. What's going on in this town?" The girls look at eachother. "Well..." Allison starts.