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phoenix, out from ashes "
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( shape shifted, part i )
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IT'S LATER THAN SHANNON is used to when she approaches the front doors of the school. Usually, she would accompany her dad to school earlier in the morning, where she would sit in the library or in the courtyard while he set up for lacrosse practice and his classes, which is actually how she managed to be the lucky student who discovered a bloody, mangled bus in her first few weeks in Beacon Hills. Today, though, she had stopped off at Lydia's with Allison to help her prepare for her first day back.
"You really don't remember anything?" Allison asks as she walks up the front steps of the school building.
Lydia shakes her head in response. "They called it a 'fugue state,' which is basically their way of saying, 'we have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days.' But, personally, I don't care." She stops at the doors of the school and flashes a proud smile, opening her arms in a way that screams 'look at me'. "I lost nine pounds," she celebrates.
Shannon's eyebrows raise. "I should take up running," she says quietly.
The girls chuckle, and Allison's features soften. "Are you ready for this?" she asks.
"Please. It's not like my aunt's a serial killer," Lydia quips back. With that, she turns and whips the door open, confidently strutting inside, leaving the other two girls completely baffled on the steps. Allison shakes herself out of her momentary daze and follows the strawberry blonde inside. Everyone, literally everyone, currently in the hallway stops in their tracks and stares at the trio — more specifically at Lydia — although a few eyes fall on Shannon and her bandaged arms, and Allison with the whole serial killer aunt thing. Lydia's confidence diminishes instantly, her demeanour turning meek very quickly. Allison tucks a lock of long brown hair behind her ear, and Shannon starts nervously fiddling with the sticky parts of her bandages again.
Allison leans in closer to Lydia's ear. "Maybe it's the nine pounds?" she suggests.
Lydia considers the idea for a moment, then takes a deep breath, flips her hair, and resumes strutting further into the building. Shannon proudly smiles at her friend, and she and Allison set off walking to catch up to her.
"Hey, I promised my dad I'd sit in on practice today," Shannon says once the girls are all grouped up again.
Allison nods. "Yeah, have fun!"
The first thing Shannon hears when she arrives at the morning practice is the shrill sound of her father's whistle. "Let's go! Line it up!" he shouts, prompting all of the boys to stand up and hurry onto the field. "Faster! Make Daddy proud."
