Coming Back Home

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I walk into the school and feel the impact of anxiety wash over me. I've been back in Beacon Hills for two weeks but I haven't told anyone. I can't see their faces it hurts, but I need to be back. Beacon Hills is my home whether I like it or not, it's where I belong.

Hands around me snap me out of thought and just by the smell I immediately hug back. Oh Stiles Stilinski how I have missed you the most.

"Oh my god, you little shit! You're back and I didn't even get a text or call" I hear from Stiles above me.

"My apologies but I thought you could use a surprise" I say in return and he hugs me harder. After about a minute he pulls back and I see his full face. I flinch for a moment, void memories flooding my senses, but his smile brings me back.

"Wait till Scott sees you" he says, my hand in his dragging me to what I presume is Scott's new locker.

 When he seen me his face lit up like Christmas lights, he hugged me much harder then Stilinski
"Jo I wasn't excepting you back" my heart sank. I haven't been called Jo since the night Allison died. My dad nor Issac could work up the nerve to use the nickname either.

"Hi Scotty, I'm back. This is my home, I want to be here." I hear him chuckle and pull away from the hug. My heart aches at seeing his face knowing it's the last one Allison saw. The second I zoned out they started up there own conversation, one I just missed the beginning of.

"I can't tell her Scott, she will hate me" Stiles says.

"She has the right to know, would you wanna know who your father is" The alpha retorts.

"Well duh but at least my father isn't a psycho killer" Stiles mutters as I'm trailing behind them.

They mentioned something about taking me to my locker then to first period, but I've been out of it most of this morning. When we arrive at my locker I put in my combination and get my things, while the boys carry on talking about Peter Hale and Malia.

As we step away from my locker one of the boys on each side, I turn my head and make eye contact with a guy I have never seen before. A few seconds of staring later he meets my eyes and frowns. I quickly turn back feeling embarrassment reach my cheeks and carry on.

We finally make it to the entrance of my first period English class and I'm calming down, maybe school won't be as bad as I thought. Before I walk in I give the alpha a punch on the arm and ruffle stiles' hair before muttering a goodbye to my best friends and heading into my first class.

I take a seat in the second to last row and after taking my things out I hear a ruffle in the seat behind me but I don't turn around. I just sit staring out the window not paying a bit of attention to my surroundings until I hear my name.

"Josephine, Josephine Argent?" I hear from the teacher in the front of the room.

" Yes, here" I mutter back.

"Okay, do you go by any nickname like maybe Josie or Jo?" she asks

Who knew such an innocent question could make someone hurt so much. I felt a shiver run down me, "Jo we-" Allison was cut off with a sword shoved through her abdomen and the smiles we wore fell from our faces, as I catch her falling body.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and it quickly snaps me out of my memory.

"You okay?" I hear from the brown haired boy that's behind me, which just so happens to be the mystery boy from earlier.

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