I jumped in my seat as Mr Harris slammed my Chemistry text book onto my desk. I looked up at him sheepishly to find his small eyes glaring at me.
"If you want to get a higher grade than B- I suspect you turn up to my lessons on time Miss Lee"
My eyes darted to his skinny fingers "I'm sorry" I mumbled.
"Let's just hope it doesn't happen again" He said sourly before turning around and walking towards the chalk board. I flinched at the screeching sound the chalk made against the board as he wrote down notes in his scribbly hand writing.
I felt someone tap my shoulder and my eyes flickered to Mr Harris before I turned around. Scott smiled at me "I didn't know you was in this class"
I forced back a smile the images of his soon to be encounter making me feel sick "I've moved seats"
Stiles Stilinski, the boy I used to have a huge crush on in kindergarten leaned over Scott's shoulder and flashed me a goofy grin "Ivy right?"
"Yes" I gulped, for years I had pictured him saying my name in my head. For him to say it now out loud, it was kind of overwhelming.
"Scott told me about Rose, you should just ignore her" I felt my cheeks flush a deep red and I quickly spun round in my seat facing the front. Of course Scott would have told his best friend about him being the hero.
"You idiot" I heard Scott whisper harshly to his friend.
"What did I do?" I smiled already imaging Stiles looking confused and cute.
"You just embarrassed her"
Before Stiles could reply Mr Harris turned around slowly and frowned at both Scott and Stiles. I heard one of them gulp, I assumed it was Stiles.
"Boys if that's your idea of whispering I suggest you get some lessons"
"Sorry Sir" Both of them said.
"Do I need to move you two?" He eyed them with irritation in his features. I was just glad the annoyance wasn't aimed at me.
"No we're fine" Scott mumbled.
Mr Harris sighed and turned back to scribbling on the board.
I picked up my ink pen and began to copy, leaning my head on the table. I felt another tap against my shoulder and I groaned.
Sitting up I turned around with a blank expression. I wasn't use to people talking to me.
Scott and Stiles greeted me with a smile.
"What would you both like?" I said with forced politeness. They didn't even notice.
"We're both trying to figure out why you seem so familiar" Scott's eyes scanned my face and I felt awkward.
"Maybe because I go here?" I said blandly.
"That's the obvious one but I haven't seen you around here before" Stiles also started to scan my face.
"Neither have I" Scott agreed and then a realisation covered his face and I knew what he was going to say next.
"Yes it was my brother" I tried to keep my facial expression blank to cover the hurt behind it. It was still a touchy subject on his death. He was my best friend and he was gone from me in a matter of seconds.
A look of sympathy crossed both of their features and I just shrugged a weak smile on my face.
"A animal attack wasn't it?" Stiles muttered and I nodded, unable to form the words.
It wasn't a animal attack that killed my brother. It was something much more evil.