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Chapter 2

Her blaring alarm clock could be heard throughout the house, breaking her out of the trance the blazing water that was shooting from the showerhead had put her under. Sighing she reached to turn it off, but she heard the loud stomps of her brother Dean's feet heading to her room to stop the annoying sound for her; she smiled slightly at her brother's thoughtfulness, but it was quickly erased when a flood of guilt washed over her as she remembered her earlier words to him. There was a soft knock at the door snapping her back from her reverie,
"Yeah?"
Her brother's gruff voice was muffled by the door,
"So you are alive, we got a little worried."
"Funny, now what do you want, Dean?"
"Speed it up in there, we don't want you to be late to school…also, put something in your stomach okay?"
"'Kay."

Speeding through the rest of her shower, she walked back into her room and took it all in. The sheets were half on, the blanket was picked up off the ground and thrown, without a thought, onto the end of her bed, and the pillows still had damp marks from her sweat and the few tears she let pass when she got back to her room. She tightened the towel that she wrapped around herself and went to go make her bed, a task she knew would be in vain once she laid down to go to sleep later that night. When that was completed, she turned to her closet and walked in, grabbing at the first things her fingers brushed against, which happened to be her favorite red zip up sweatshirt and her dark wash jeans. Walking back into her room she grabbed a white tank top and her underwear and got dressed, then threw her hair into a messy bun. Looking into the mirror she knew she at least needed to wear cover-up or else she would scare the entire school, so she did, taking extra care to cover the dark circles that seemed to have taken up permanent residence under her eyes.

A honk from outside signaled that her ride was here, running into the kitchen and grabbing an apple and water bottle. She breezed past her brothers giving them both a kiss on the cheek saying quick goodbye, picked up her bag, and vanished through the front door and to Stiles' car. Valissa saw the goofy smiles' of her two best friends and couldn't help but smile back at them. Scott opened the passenger door and moved to take up the spot in the middle of his two favorite people, she just rolled her eyes at him as he patted the seat next to him,
"Your chariot awaits madam!"
"Why thank you kind sir!"
He chuckled and Stiles smiled widely at the two of them,
"Mornin' Liss."
"Good morning Stiles."

After situating herself in his Jeep he took off toward school. She tried to get involved in the conversation her friends were having next to her but she just couldn't keep focus on it as she lost herself in the scenery whizzing by outside the car. The trees reminded her of the ones from her nightmare and her muscled tensed at that unnerving revelation, though she couldn't tear her eyes away from the blurred trees outside the window. A tap on her knee caused her to jump and snap her head in the direction of the tapper, Scott. His eyes widened at her response the unspoken question of 'what the hell' passed through the air, she gave an breathy laugh,
"Sorry, I got distracted."
Hearing the words she knew were true but she just couldn't believe them, she was never distracted and the quick glance that happened between Scott and Stiles confirmed to her that they knew that too. Locking eyes with her again Scott asks her for her opinion with a quizzical look that crosses her face he knows that she has no idea what the topic of conversation was in the seats beside her. He gave her a smile as his chocolate eyes filled with mirth,

"On Saturday, do you want to go with us to track down the Kamina?"
"Sure, sounds fun…what time?"
Scott scratched his head thoughtfully,
"How about we pick you p at…uhhh…7? Yeah, 7, the thing doesn't come out until nighttime anyway."
"How about you guys come by for dinner and we leave after that, my brothers' have taken an indescribably annoying liking to Stiles."
Stiles' head whipped around to look at Valissa in her eyes, his dark brown ones filled with pride as a large smile spread across his fair face,
"They have?! Woah!"
She smiled lightly at his apparent happiness and shrugged her shoulders,
"You remind them of a close family friend, except filled with energy that could rival the Energizer Bunny on crack."
Stiles made a face at her before turning to focus back on the road ahead while Scott just laughed to himself and Lissa went back to trying to forget about her nightmares, she failed miserably.

Soon enough they pulled into the parking lot of Beacon Hills High School, filled with expensive and newer cars with neutral colors painting them, Stiles' powder blue Jeep stood out like a sore thumb, much like the owner. As they walked to the entrance Valissa took a moment to look at her friends, Stiles' the boy with a constant bounce in his step and a smile on his cherry shaded bow shaped lips; that never stop the sarcastic comments or first thoughts that run through his mind a mile a minuet. His eyes caught the sunlight turning them into a molten golden color and the brown fuzz that adorns the top of his head is what he calls his hair. The lanky figure this is usually covered by loose shirts and long sleeves hides the fact that he could hold his own in a fight…against someone in his weight class and species. Although standing next to Scott's more muscular form won't help his case.

She shifted her gaze to her other friend, Scott. His usual mop of dark brown curls had been cut into a short quiff that makes him look more mature, although his adorable puppy-like brown eyes and odd angled jaw still made him boyish. His thin lips, always with a soft smile unless turned into a deep frown caused by worry and fear that he can't protect the people he cares about. Kind words seep from his mouth and wrap the listener in a blanket of comfort, although his mouth will not stop a threat when it is needed. The slightly larger form of her other friend is packed with muscle and strength that only increased when he was bitten by an Alpha werewolf turning him in one of the many werewolves currently running about in this small town.

Lost in her own thoughts again she didn't notice the distance between her and the boys she considers bothers nor the smile that had made its way on her lips. Only when they called her name did she come back to earth, looking towards them Scott smiled at her while Stiles called to her,
"Not re-thinking the whole 'graduating from high school' thing are you?"
Causing a light chuckle from her, she closed the distance between herself and the boys and threw her arms around their shoulders,
"Dropping out would mean leaving you two to your own devices, not something this school, or your grades, could handle."
Laughter erupted from either side of her as they made their way into the building, and just for a second, things seemed to be back to the way it used to be.