CHAPTER 9

It was Thursday, and Lily was more than ready for the week to be over.

For starters, cheerleading tryouts were tomorrow, and the school was buzzing with excitement. Girls had been practicing their routines over and over in the school field, which meant a long list of complaints from Danny as they took away from his practice time.

Then there was Danny's party. Lily didn't quite know how she felt about attending, after her newly discovered track record. If she didn't drink or take anything, she'd be fine, but something told her that the party wasn't going to be the worst part of the evening.

That evening however, she had a meeting with the Sheriff, Melissa and her old doctors for an evaluation of her medication. She'd been taking it diligently, and had been seeing no negative side effects, which meant they'd either decrease her dosage or keep it the same, which she'd definitely be able to handle.

She was on her way to the hospital with Melissa, Scott promising takeout on their return. She was a little nervous, but Melissa had assured her that there was nothing to be afraid of. Nevertheless, she wasn't looking forwards to facing her old doctors again, those who had seen her at her most vulnerable.

Before she knew it, she was being ushered into a private hospital room by Melissa, where the Sheriff and Doctor Fenris awaited patiently.

"Lilith!" Doctor Fenris greeted with fake enthusiasm, "It's so good to see you grown and healthy!"

"Uh, thanks?" Lily replied weakly, taking a seat in the room.

"Alright, so we're going to conduct a few psyche evaluations as well as Miss McCall conducting a physical," Doctor Fenris explained, "Have you had any problems with your medications?"

"None," Lily answered, "I feel a lot more balanced than I used to."

"Excellent. Any more episodes?"

"A few anxiety attacks," Lily admitted, "But nothing severe."

"Any sightings?" Doctor Fenris continued, scribbling onto his clipboard, "And have you interacted with any?"

Lily bit her lip before lying, "A few sightings but no interactions."

"Wonderful," Doctor Fenris smiled, "And any progress with your amnesia?"

"A few memories of my old school, but that's about it," Lily continued, deciding to not mention the nightclub or Ethan.

"I was afraid so," Doctor Fenris nodded, "Before progressing onto the psyche exam, I'd like to discuss some progress we've made into your amnesia."

"Progress?" Melissa asked, "We weren't briefed on this."

"It's all very new," the Doctor reassured as he pulled out a small tub of orange pills.

"Your medication seems to be working steadily. The anxiety should settle with prolonged use, so I'm not going to change your dosage," Doctor Fenris reassured, "However, we have been developing this pill to help you with your amnesia. It should stimulate your muscle memory which should trigger memories to resurface."

"Is it safe?" Melissa instantly asked.

"Most definitely," Doctor Fenris nodded, "However, it's up to Lily for her to try it."

Lily paused. If it could trigger muscle memory, maybe she could discover things about herself her mind couldn't tell her. With a reassured nod, she decided to take the leap.

"I'll try it," Lily agreed, "If it means I can get my memories back, I'll do it.


The rest of the examination passed quickly, all with positive results. She was healthier, and her mental health had seemed to improve. However, Doctor Fenris insisted on another checkup in a few weeks, as well as the continuation of all medication and counselling services.

Lily was now sat in her room, curiously rolling the small tub of orange pills between her thumb and forefinger. She'd never heard of a muscle memory stimulant, and hadn't really thought anything like that would work. However, she eventually popped the small cap off of the tube, taking a pill out and swallowing it dry.

Nearly instantly, she felt a change in her body. She felt more... Comfortable, as if she was settling into her body for the first time. It was an odd feeling, but not unpleasant. However, the day had drained her, and so she quickly leant her head back into her comfortable pillow, letting sleep overtake her.


Lily woke up with a new feeling coursing through her bones. It was as if she'd awoken from a thousand year sleep, and it felt good.

She bounced out of bed happily, going through her newly repopulated wardrobe. All her old clothes seemed so much more familiar now, and so, she ended up opting for something crazier than anything else she'd worn around Beacon Hills before.

She opted for sheer black tights and a suede purple miniskirt, with a matching black spaghetti-strap top. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt... Like herself again. She ignored the two large slashes on her forearm and bicep, pulling on a cropped purple hoodie to match the look. With her black denim jacket, she looked... Reborn.

She hopped into the bathroom to brush her teeth, frowning at the sight in front of her. Her hair was matted and ratty, and far too long for her liking. She decided she'd be getting a haircut as soon as she could, but for now, she simply brushed it straight and pinned back the side.

She was just about ready to leave when she spotted something on her bedside table.

The makeup bag that had been found with her possessions hadn't been filled with many products, but one thing that stood out to her was the tube of red lipstick, nearly completely worn. She picked up the lipstick, smirking as she pulled the cap off.

The shade of red was garish and bright, but she didn't care. Facing the mirror, she expertly applied the lipstick on her lips, smiling at the familiar sight.

She really did feel like herself again.


"You look different," Allison complimented as Lily dug through her locker, "I like it."

"It feels more like me," Lily admitted, "I don't know why, but I just woke up... Different."

"Maybe it's that muscle memory pill," Allison supplied, "It's probably helping you get used to being back in high school."

"Maybe," Lily mused, distracted by the contents of her locker.

"The red looks good too," Allison complimented, "Reminds me of the one Lydia wears."

"Lydia!" Lily exclaimed as she closed her locker, hurriedly packing her bag, "I totally forgot. Thank you!"

"Wait... What?" Allison called in confusion as Lily hurried her way through the corridors, making a beeline directly for Lydia's locker.

It didn't take long to find her. In fact, she was stood at her locker with Kira and Malia, animately chatting. She smirked, sliding next to Lydia against the lockers.

"Hey girls," she greeted politely, "Exactly the supernatural creatures I was looking for."

"Really?" Malia asked in both surprise and suspicion.

"Finally ready to take my offer for that shopping trip?" Lydia asked, scanning Lily's outfit appreciatively, "Although, I do approve of this outfit, surprisingly."

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something even more shocking," Lily smiled deviously, "How exactly do I become a cheerleader?"


"You're an alien," Allison concluded as she followed Lily onto the football pitch, "You're most definitely an alien, because the Lily I know would never, and I mean never tryout to become a cheerleader."

"Clearly you met the wrong Lily," Lily shrugged, pulling her hair up into a tight ponytail, "I don't know why, but something is just telling me I need to ace this tryout."

"Your mothership?" Allison joked as Lily approached Coach Finstock, surrounded by groups of freshmen girls and senior cheerleaders.

"Alright ladies, I'll keep it simple," Coach Finstock announced as all the girls turned to him, "Sophia will be leading the tryouts. I am purely here to supervise. Don't ask me anything. Please."

"Thank you Coach," a brown-haired girl with a beaming smile interrupted, turning to the rest of the girls, "Now, as head cheerleader, I am looking to take on my team only the best of the best. That means that if you can't take the heat, get off the field. Got it?"

Lily looked oddly at the rows of identical freshmen nodding their heads nearly robotically before Sophia continued, "If you can't do side splits, middle splits or a somersault, get off the field."

"Harsh," Allison mumbled as she watched numerous girls sadly make their way off the field, turning to see Lily still standing, unmoving, "Wait, seriously?!"

"Alright then," Sophia beamed, "Let's start the routine."


"No I'm telling you dude, it's super weird," Stiles explained as him and Scott sat on the bleachers, watching as the cheerleading tryouts began, "The jeep keeps making these weird noises, and-"

"Since when are you two so interested in cheerleading?" Lydia asked curiously as she approached the two, seating herself behind Stiles as Malia and Kira sat besides her.

"I could ask you the same question," Stiles retorted, turning to look at her, "I didn't realise you were interested in joining the team."

"I'm not," Lydia replied simply, leaning back, "But Lily definitely is."

"What?" Scott questioned in shock, turning to the girls, "What are you talking about?"

"She asked me how to join this morning," Lydia shrugged, pointing to the field, "Oh, there she is."

The Pack watched as Lily imitated the choreography taught flawlessly, executing every high-kick and twist like a professional. Clad in the Beacon Hills High sportswear, she looked like she belonged on the field. Stiles couldn't believe it was the same girl, because although he'd known her for just a short time, he'd never imagined for her to be so... Free.

"She's doing really well," Kira explained to Malia, who seemed very lost, "Sophia hasn't cut her yet, which is good."

"I don't understand," Malia protested, "Why is she even doing this?"

"Maybe she used to be a cheerleader?" Scott supplied, "She might be trying to go back to normal stuff."

"Or maybe she's just lost her mind," Malia shrugged, earning a glare from Lydia.

Meanwhile, Lily was ecstatic. She'd missed the physical exercise cheerleading supplied, and she'd been pleased to find that her body hadn't forgotten how to do a flawless high-kick, which definitely got her noticed by Sophia. Eventually, it was just down to six of them left, with only five spots available on the team.

"Ladies, you've all proved to be able to keep up with a simple routine," Sophia praised, "However, we only have five openings on the team. Therefore, to figure out which one of you isn't deserving of the uniform, we'd like to give you all a little challenge."

Sophia took a step back, motioning to an empty part of the field, "I'd like to see you all perform your best tricks."

Scott and Stiles furrowed their eyebrows as the cheerleading tryouts unfolded. They were far too far away from the girls to understand what was happening. However, one by one, the girls stepped forwards to perform numerous jumps, leaps and tumbles, sometimes assisted by senior cheerleaders.

"They're actually all pretty good," Lydia muttered as Lily stepped forwards with two senior cheerleaders, "Wonder what Lily will do..."

"She doesn't seem like a cheerleading type," Kira pointed out.

"She's got the physique for it," Lydia contested, "Well, maybe a little on the thin side, but she looks like she's had the training and-"

Before Lydia could finish, Lily was tossed into the air by the two cheerleaders, easily landing a box-jump midair before being caught by her feet by the cheerleaders. Still in the air, the two girls supporting her knelt down before springing her into the air, allowing her to perform a flawless double flip and land in an elegant cradle.

Lydia found herself clapping in awe. It was very rare for someone to perform such a high-standard routine in a tryout. The boys also began clapping when Sophia stepped forwards to Lily, a surprised smile on her face.

"That was impressive," Sophia applauded, taking the other cheerleaders by surprise, "Welcome to the team, Lily Walton."