Liam older sister, Josie, finds out the truth about Beacon Hills. She find herself tangled in the middle of supernatural drama. How will she navigate her life as a teen in Beacon Hills who has to save the day from ongoing threats. Will she be able t...
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I dragged my very tired self out of the bed. Liam was still in. He was so Lucky. His school is closed because they are taking PSAT. To be honest I was very nervous of going back to school after yesterday. I'm not on the list but I'm really scared. Like what if the people from yesterday are still at the school. I did kind of hit one with a chair. I don't really think they care if it was self defence.
I had to grab my bag from the lost and found bin. Fortunately, nothing was missing. I saw Brett in school again. He only got a chance to talk to me after class. "How are you doing?" Was his first question. "I'm fine. Liam is okey too." I told him "what happened?" He asked. "He was stabbed by the same assassin that poisoned you. It was laced with wolfsbane and he was thrown in a well." I explained.
"A well?" He raised his brow. "Yeah, like the one you drink water from." I laughed. It is pretty ridiculous when you think of it. "Of course was he in a well." Brett commented before walked away. What's the supposed to mean.
The day went as usual does. Boring classes, tired faces, somewhat decent food considering we are a private school. It is Thursday so we have PE. The worst subject of all bad subjects.
My PE uniform consists of a yellow t-shirt and blue pants or shorts. The school was always strict on dress codes. If I didn't wear my hair up in a ponytail for PE or health class you could get detention for violating of "the rules."
When it is warm, we go outside on the field. The weather has getting slightly warmer lately so we are forced unless it's raining. Students start to pile up outside. We always had to wait for the slow ones. Personally I didn't mind. The more time they used, the less time we had to actually do something.
I shared this class with Brett and James. They were such try hards. Running head of every one and all that. "Josie." James yelled out to me. I got some stares by very tired students who just wanted to go home.
I walked towards them. The girl from yesterday which I assume is Lucy, was here. "Isn't this great, I didn't know all of us had this class together." James enthusiastic says. "I did. You hit me in the face with a ball." I think back to the time he hit me right in the face. It was awful. Everyone was staring at me while I was bleeding out of my nose.
"Oh, that was you? I'm so sorry." He exclaimed. He went in for a hug and I tried to move out of the way but it was no use. "You are crushing me." I sight in pain. This was going to be a long hour.
The teacher who also happens to be the school guidance, instructor us to run around the field twice to warm up. Everybody was jogging in a slow pace. Not Brett and James though, they never did. I don't why that bothers me so much. It's just natural that they want to run more. Brett is a werewolf. He is restless most of the time, he needs a way to let go of some energy.
