Haley woke up the next morning feeling groggy and nervous. She had only slept for about three hours before it was time for her to get up for school. Originally she had planned on not attending, but she would just picture her mother's face according her of she had not. Not to mention it would help keep her mind busy.
She slowly trudged down the hall to the bathroom to start her hot shower, after all, she had to tame her waves somehow. All the while she was lathering her hair, she thought about the bad things that could have happened. She remembered she thought her parents were dead when she saw their unmoving forms. Tears had started flowing down her cheeks as she frantically searched for pulses on either of them. As soon as she felt the light thumping on her father's neck, she dialed 9-1-1. She had hope. But there, in her shower that morning she thought, what if she had been too late? Worse, what if she wasn't? And whoever (or whatever) attacked them, got her also. The three of them would likely have all died.
Even with the hot water showering over her, Haley shivered at the thought. She quickly decided to finish up in her shower and got dressed in a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and a thick, black see-through sweater with a pale blue tank beneath it. She threw her hair up in a nice ponytail, she just could not stand messy buns, and walked out the door.
The cool, spring wind nipped at her face a bit in the short walk to her car, but Haley didn't mind. She was still mentally numb from the ordeal of last night. As she fumbled with the keys, she swore someone was watching her. Haley glanced around and noticed a black Camaro parked down the street with tinted windows, she couldn't deduct who the owner was though. Strange being as how she had lived on this street her whole life. Extremely wary and leaning on paranoia she hopped into her baby blue car and sped off.
Of course, small towns. The news of the attack on her parents must have spread because as soon as Haley walked through the front doors to the school everyone stared, very few having the decency to look away as she hid her face. Her round face flushed, she wasn't used to much attention unless they were from her friends, and even then it wasn't like this. With a few moments to spare, she stopped by her locker to grab her chemistry book.
As she spun her code in she heard a few footsteps trodding behind her and stop. Haley sighed, "I wish everyone would quit treating me as if I were a zoo exhibit..." She said lightly under her breath.
"I'm sorry," a deep, very familiar voice said behind her. "I was trying to figure out a polite way to give my condolences, unlike the rest of the kids." Haley turned to see a mop of unruly dark curls speaking to her. Isaac seemed to be sincere, unlike his usual cocky self lately. "I mean, I know what it's like to lose your parents, it isn't fun. I hope yours make it through," he nearly whispered.
Haley thought the world had stopped moving, all she saw was the younger Isaac of about ten years old. His eyes bloodshot, his dark suit slightly dirty. She remembered, back when everyone was still friends, she was the one Isaac turned to cry upon. When his mom had passed away, he came to her house after the funeral. She remembered he basically lived with them for a month afterwards until his father became fed up with it.
Isaac cleared his throat awkwardly, causing Haley to slightly jump. Everything seemed slightly blurry as she noticed she started tearing up herself. Without thinking, as normally a shy person such as Haley would never do this, she hugged the tall boy in front of her tightly. After all, someone had finally said something to her rather than just gawk, and that made all the difference.
Isaac, shocked at the girl's reaction stood for a moment before he noticed her shoulders trembling lightly. He set his hand on Haley's back and tried to soothe her when she suddenly stiffened. This was ISAAC. The boy she had liked for four years, was rubbing her back as she sobbed on him. In the middle of the hallway. With everyone watching. Things were already strange enough in Beacon Hills, she didn't need to change with everything else going on. Haley backed out of Isaac's comforting embrace and felt slightly cold, his body seemed to radiate heat, and wiped at her leaking eyes. "Thanks, uh I'm s-sorry for th-that, you were just the first person to say anything out loud," Haley felt warmth spreading from her back to the roots of her hair and knew she was bright red.
Isaac, noticing her discomfort, blushed slightly before regaining his composure. "Yeah, no biggie." He started to walk off before turning once more and saying, "Oh, and Haley. About the other day, just be careful."
Just as he walked away, the warning bell rang and Haley shut her locker, sweating under her breath and jogging to class. She didn't need more people looking at her for other reasons. As soon as she walked into the classroom though, Mr. Harris looked at her with an uncharacteristically pitying face as he told her the guidance office wished to see her. Groaning, she turned on her heels and stormed in the opposite direction. Everyone was treating her so delicately today, normally they would not even care if she was in the near vicinity. 'Humans' she thought disgustingly.
Wait... had she just referred to them as h humans? As if she was better? What was wrong with her? Haley shook her head violently as she entered the strange guidance counsellor's office. She had nothing against Miss Morrell, she just wasn't in the mood for the social interaction. Hey being an introvert, she could only take so much at a time and the police and hospital tired her out. When she spun to take a seat however, she noticed the new principal, a creepy elderly man she heard as Allison Argent's grandfather, looking at her. She noticed he seemed to try and look sympathetic to her, but his cold, dark eyes showed his true apathy. "Miss Jole?" He asked. "Sit down. I would just like to speak to you for a moment, after which you are free to go."
Haley nodded, unsure of what to say. The new principal scared her in reality, but he seemed to just want to speak and she couldn't exactly say no to the dictator of this hell. "I'm sure you are aware that news of your... predicament has spread. Your parents and their... mauling. First of all, I hope the creature that harmed them is to be put down," he stated. His voice became fierce and harsh, meaning every word he had just said whole heartedly. "Secondly, the school board would like to extend their condolences and offer you a small vacation. Just until the end of this week is the longest they have offered, but you need not stay home of you wish. It is understood you may resent the area now, just understand that if you are out at all this week, it would be counted as excused because of your... situation."
At that, Haley nodded and looked up at the man. "Sir, thank you. And if it is no trouble, I wish to leave. Even if I were able to focus on my studies today, the unwanted attention makes it hard," she said.
Mr. Argent nodded, "Of course. And once more may that wretched beast be put down. Haley thanked him, picked up her bags and left add quickly as possible. The new principal just didn't seem... right to her. That didn't matter though, she could leave the stares of her classmates behind and not embarrass herself anymore, who wouldn't take that? Granted, she didn't think that she would take the whole week off, she would be dead if anyone found out all the work she missed.
As she loaded her backpack into her back seat, she thought where to go. He was right, Haley didn't want to go home, she didn't want to be useless. She knew going to the hospital wouldn't help, Sheriff Stilinski and Nurse McCall had promised to call her if anything changed. As she drove down Main Street after knew exactly where she wanted to go. The animal clinic. She liked to volunteer there a couple times a week, Haley was always fond of animals, but didn't take a job there because she wouldn't be able to give shots or anything. Though Deaton had told her repeatedly if she ever wanted a job he would help her, either through the clinic or with an excellent recommendation.
Finally reaching her destination, she shifted the car into park and looked around, the clinic was definitely open. Deaton's car was there, but a strange air surrounded the clinic. Besides Deaton's car there was only one in the parking lot. A black Camaro. The same as the one outside Haley's house this morning. That was... strange. She grabbed the extra tee she was supposed to wear in the clinic, took off the baggy sweater, and slipped the shirt on over her tank, quick as ice. She grabbed a baseball cap she had received from her dad to Christmas that was covered with the X-Men and covered her slightly frizzed out ponytail. She had work she should do, and she planned on throwing herself into it and trying to forget the strangeness and pain of our recently.
Haley walked in the front door and heard an anguished cry. Shocked, she jogged towards the noise, it seemed to come from the operating room. As she reached the doorway though, she saw Deaton cut a large, dark haired man with shocking electric blue eyes. So blue it seemed... unnatural. She watched as Deaton grabbed a bullet out of the incision swiftly and the cut closed itself up. Haley gasped, though it apparently wasn't smart. She had gone unnoticed until that point before the dark haired man looked up and literally growled at her. Before she knew it, everything went black and she passed out.
Hey guys, guess who's back! Sorry it took me so long to update, and I know I always say this, but I really do plan on keeping on schedule from now on. Granted I'm in class, but I have been keeping a planner lately and wrote it down and everything! How is it so far? I don't know about you guys, but it feels kind of weird writing season two stuff with season three finally being here. Anyways, sorry if it is absolute rubbish but the fact you've read this far has to count for something am I right?
Oh, and guess who started another fanfic?! It is yet another Teen Wolf one, but an OC with, get this, not the name Haley! There's kind of reasons for those, it's in my bio blah blah, but her name is Freya, she's a wolf and she's new in town. I'm definitely going to post it, just going to wait until I am at least halfway through the second chapter. Anyways, reviews honestly help me improve and keep up morale so please? Thank you thank you thank you! :)