001– 𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘢
𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰—
𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・
I HAD BEEN DRIVING FOR WHAT FELT LIKE YEARS. It was nighttime and raining out, so I could hardly see a thing. When I got the call that my mother died, I knew something was wrong, I also had to return for the funeral. So I packed up all my necessities and started to make my way to Beacon Hills. I'm going to be staying with my cousin Allison and Uncle Chris, and I guess I'll have to see Victoria too. I don't have a problem with her but she does not seem to like me.
I don't even know how to feel right now. I mean my mother's dead. She wasn't the ideal mother, but at least I still had someone. I never knew about my father, she would never tell me about him apparently according to her my father "Is a beast." I'm all alone now.
She never even said goodbye. She said it was going to be a quick trip, and I know that if anything did happen she could get out of it. There's something Chris isn't telling me. Neither he or Allison knows that I have knowledge about the supernatural, and I know something strange is going on. I'll get to the bottom of it.
I was driving, almost to the house, and all of a sudden someone jumped in front of my car on all fours. "What the hell!" I honked but then it was gone. My mom always told me how strange this town was. I guess she was right about something for once.
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Third personSCOTT AND ALLISON FALL OFF HER BED FROM MAKING OUT. They start to laugh. Suddenly Scott hears a noise and pops up.
"Do the right-side breaks on your dad's SUV squeak a little bit?"
"Yea."
"Then we're dead. Wait, there's two cars, someone else is here."
"Oh my god. Hurry, hurry."
Victoria barges into Allison's room to see her sitting on her bed reading.
"If you don't trust me enough to let me have a lock on my door, the least you can do is knock."
"Did I interrupt something?" Victoria asked almost as if she was trying to catch Allison doing something.
"Just my studying, my life, my happiness," Allison says as she looks over to the window where unknown to Victoria, Scott is hiding outside.
"Will to live." Victoria caught her eyes looking over to the window and did a quick look as well.
"I picked up your dress for the funeral tomorrow," Victoria says holding a black dress covered in a clear bag to protect it.
"You can just put it on my desk." But Victoria did not in fact put it on her desk. She made her way over to the closet opened it, moved all of the hangers, and searched it intensely. Almost as if she was looking for something...or someone.