Oh my god the buzz on just one chapter makes me so freaking happy. I want to thank everyone who reviewed and followed the story. This literally just an idea floating around in my head so I decided to put it out there.

I want to personally thank xburner21, Kat7CA, Nirvana14, , WideAwake94, and Cooky Crumbla and everyone else that followed

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Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Valerie and the name I had given to Ms. Morell since we don't now her name oh and no rights to the song I wanna Sex you up by Color Me Badd

I posted todaay because IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY!

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness,
Like resignation to the end,
Always the end ~ Somebody That I Used To Know by Goyte

"Wake up you lazy bum." Valerie groaned at the sound of her sister telling her to get up. Valerie peeked one eye open she quickly shut it realizing the sun was streaming right on her face. Please go away Lyra, she pleaded in her mind.

"I'm not going away you know." Lyra said yanking the covers off her little sister.

Shaking her head she knew Valerie wasn't a morning person but the glare she received made her laugh.

"I did you a favor and unpacked your things. Now get dressed breakfast is almost ready then I have to take you to school," Lyra explained before leaving the room.

Cursing under her breath, she got up and turned on the radio.

(Oooh) a tick tock don't stop

(Oooh) a tick tock don't stop (I know you're not going to sing that song)

Come inside, take off your coat, I'll make you feel at home.

Now let's pour a glass of wine 'cause now we're all alone.

Dancing to the beat of 'I wanna sex you up' by Color Me Badd, she hoped over to her closet and picked out a pretty blue dress with gold trimming and matching sandals. She decided to leave her hair in waves and pushed her fringes away from her face. Grabbing her bag and coat after putting some jewelry on and she ran downstairs. Lyra greeted her with her famous blueberry pancakes.

"Oh my god you are themessiah," Valerie said pouring syrup on her pancakes.

She for the lack of a better word devoured her food. She didn't believe in starving yourself and could not for the life of her understand why people just don't eat. Her sister shook her head at her and in return Valerie stuck her tongue out childishly. Putting away her plate when she was done, her sister informed her she had 15 minutes to make sure she had all her things before they left. Rushing up stairs she grabbed her phone off the charger, her ipod, and quickly spraying some perfume on she was ready to go.

When they got to school people were already filling up parking spots. She would be joining in the middle of the school year but luckily her credits passed over. Stepping out of the car, she made her way to school. Surprisingly no one gave notice to the new student and we're busy chatting. On her way to the office she heard a conversation of two other students.

"Did they ever catch what attacked her?"

"No. She's still in the hospital."

"That's so messed up."

"Well I think it's karma for her being a bitch."

"Yeah but no one deserves to be mauled by an animal. My dad said it's a miracle she was alive."

She stopped listening and found a bright haired woman with red hair and striking blue eyes. The woman sent chills down her spine and she sent her a smile that looked forced.

"Hello dear I'm Mrs. Argent you must be the new student," she said. The look she gave me, it was like she was sizing me up. I pushed down my nervousness and smiled at her. "Y-yes my names Valerie Morell and I need my uh schedule," Valerie said quickly.

After getting what she needed she hurried off to her locker. God that woman was freaky, she thought. Finding her locker, she pulled out her schedule to see which class she had first.

Schedule:

Chemistry with Mr. Harris

English with Ms. English (oh the irony)

Algebra with Mr. Roggers

Lunch

French with Ms. Morell

P.E. with Coach Finstock

History with Coach Finstock

The bell ringed and when she looked around most students had already left for class. Shit. She took off to Mr. Harris class when she walked in the whole class was buzzing. A black haired man with glasses sat at the desk with a blank face. Well this should be a fun class, she thought sarcastically.

She walked up to him, 'Excuse Mr. Harris I'm the new student. I need you to sign this for me please." Mom always told her when dealing with people like this to be as polite as possible.

He looked bored and uninterested as her took her paper from her and signed it. Standing up, his chair scraping across the floor making a cringing sound, he addressed the class. Still they didn't notice their teacher. "WILL YOU ALL BE QUIET!" He yelled. Now that got everyone's attention, they all turned in their seats and paid attention. Mr. Harris sighed and shook his head looking down at the paper in his hands. "We have a new student-"

"Do we really well not so knew she used to live here some of you may remember her. Valerie Morell she is Ms. Morell's younger sister." The look of recognition passed on a few students faces, and some of them Valerie could recognize.

"Go sit with Stilinksi, Valerie." Mr. Harris said pointing to the boy with a buzz cut. Oh my god it's Stiles, my stiles. Valerie didn't get a chance to really go and sit down once he saw her, he stood up and hugged her.

"Oh my god is this realy the same kid who stole my lunches all through middle school," She fake gasped.

"OMG this is this the same girl who shot me with her bebe gun during 5th grade summer."

"Oh god that was an accident you got in my way. And I told you to move you weren't quick enough," She laughed slapping his arm before sitting down. Stiles had grown taller, he had lost some of his cute baby face, he wasn't muscular but lean and from the looks of it still obessesed with Lydia. All in all Stiles would have been classified a hot nerd back in New York.

"Stiles you look worn down have you been sleeping bad?" She questioned.

"Oh yeah I'm fine. I've made great friends with the chair outside her room. Even know some of the nurses like Maria who has 4 kids and a dog named papi." Stiles quirked. Shaking her head,

"Yeah your still the same Stiles I remember," Val laughed.

Classes went by fast and most of the conversation was about Lydia or video games. Really nothing had changed except that Scott, who didn't show up to class, was a werewolf. Valerie had tried to milk some information from Stiles but she only got so far when Harris made a comment about Stiles and her talking. Seems like Mr. Harris finds that it is his duty to belittle Stiles in class.

"Well Mr. Harris you can't always blame the student. Sometimes being in an enviroment that isn't well...lively can cause an effect on grades. Maybe you should try to a different method since as you said your other efforts have failed."

After that little fiascho, Mr. Harris had fixed her with a cold gaze before returnign to his lecture.

"Thanks."

"Three musketeers remember even if one's missing."

Just as she closed her locker, someone cleared their voice by the locke next to the holy hell. Oh yeah this guys parents defintely took pretty pills during the pregnancy. Blue-green eyes, dark hair, light freckles dusted around his nose and cheeks. And to top it off a god-sent jaw line that would make Channing Tatum jealous. What just a minute.

"Wait a minu- Jackson? Jackson Whittemore?" She asked.

"Valerie Morell long time no see," Jackson smirked opening up his locker. Fucking hell.

"Damn. So how've ya been? Heard your the captin of the lacrosse team." She said leaning against the locker.

"Co-captin actually," He gunted. Oh someone was cranky but from what Stiles told her. Jackosn was none to happy about Scott being appointed co-captin, plus he was known as a Class A asshole. Well he's a hot one thats for sure.

"Oh don't frown it produces wrinkes."

"I thought you were going to some fancy school in New York. Why would you come back here? You have the worst timing," Jackson said. There was a hidden meaning in his words.

"What is that suppose to mean?" Was Jackson involved in this too? Jesus Christ is anyone normal in this town. Looked at her up and down before shaking his head and slamming his locker. He looked behind her and whatever he saw made him close his mouth.

"Nothing see you in class," he said before stalking off.

When she turned around she saw Stiles headed for her, damn right when she could have gotten something out of him. Stiles run up to her out of breath, "Why were talking to Jackson?"

"We're locker buddies. Why?"

"Nothing let's go to lunch."

Valerie reached over and snatched a few tots off Stiles' plate. He throw his hands up in the air, "Take 'em all damn it." She laughed taking all of the tots and putting them on her plate. A tan boy sat down next to Stiles, he had short black hair and a off set jaw that still made him look cute. He looked over at me and sent a questioning look at Stiles.

"Come on Scott it's me"

Silence.

"Come on Scott really?"

Still nothing.

"Jesus I pants you during the school play in 3rd grade."

"Valerie?!"

She fist bumped him and pulled back both making an exploding noise. "Still the same Val, you just look different." "No duh Scott she got hot." Stiles said not thinking of his words. She just smiled at him. Loud laughter came from the corner of the cafateria, several jocks were crowed around a flip phone and was pointing at a messy haired blonde girl. She looked close to tears, soon Valerie was standing in front of the table with a flirtasous smile.

"Hello boys what are you all watching?" She questioned ina sweet tone. And like putty in her hands a tall brown haired boy smiled wolfishly at her.

"Watch the video you'll die laughing," the jock said handing her his phone.

The video was of the blonde girl apparently having a siezure. Fucking assholes who laughs at somethign like that? It wasn't her fault it's an illness you dicks. Then the pour girl pissed herself and the jocks just snickered like children.

"Wow... I haven't seen a flip phone in a while. I use to have one but-," pausing she wraped her fingers around the top and snapped the top off. Everyone watching jaws dropped,

"They just broke so easily."

"YOU BITCH!"

"Kiss my ass you little dick faggot motherfucker if you were any kind of real man. You'd realise this isn't a joking matter it's someone's life. People die from it everyday how would like if someone did this" She kicked the jock right between the legs causing him to drop to the floor."And put it on fucking video. Make you a laugh stock huh. Doesn't feel good does it? She can't help herself its an illness that you can easily inherit from your family. Asshole." She spat. Snatchign the jock by the ear she dragged her to the empty table where the girl sat shocked.

"Apologize." Valerie ordered pointing at the girl.

"I'm not doing shi-"

Wham, she easily twisted his arm and slammed him down into the table. Applying a little bit of pressure he groaned and apologize to the girl.

"If I even hear or see any one of you watching that video. Even a slight whisper or rumour and I will do much worse. You might end up missing something," She said loud enough for everyone to hear. Releasing the jock, she grabbed the girls hand and tray and walked back to her table with Stiles and Scott. People were shocked at what happened but quickly went back to their own conversations. Valerie was pleased with herself.

"Nice job. Fantastic job Wonder Woman." Stiles said clapping.

"I'm Valerie you probably already know Stiles and Scott. I'm sorry if I frightened you, you look a little shaken." She shook her head even though she was still shaking.

"No one has ever stood up for me before," she said in a small voice.

"Well then sweetheart your hanging with the crowd." Valerie said smiling.

"I'm Erica," she introduced.

She shook Erica's hand, "Nice to meet you."

Please review but yeah I just got my laptop love it so much tried to hurry and post it while it was still 8/3 but it didn't happen but yes it was my birthday later today is the party! Epp.

But please review thanks so much.