The Tunda

1

"Scott!"

I jump a little and slam my locker shut.

It's only Stiles.

"Jeez man, calm down. Am I that scary in the morning?" He joked with a chuckle. "Wait, don't answer that." He added. I shook my head and began walking to class with Stiles by my side. "What's up with you today?"

"Nothing man, just... tired." I answered with a shrug of my shoulders.

"It doesn't sound like that, did you have another dream about her?" He asked, curiously.

I had told Stiles about the dreams I've been having recently. It was like I couldn't just keep them to myself. They were so strange, so real. To be honest they really crept me out. It almost felt as if Allison isn't gone, like she's still around. I mean it's possible, Kate was supposedly dead but she came back. Maybe, just maybe Allison was still alive. Just a little piece of me hoped, but if she was alive, is she evil? Or is she the same Allison we all knew and loved.

I looked over at Stiles and he was staring at me. He nodded, "Yeah, you're so out of it."

***
Lacrosse practice. A great way to get all the anger inside me, out. Playing just gave me such a rush of adrenaline but for some reason today, I wasn't at my best and Liam noticed.

"Scott, what was that today? Not even one shot!" Liam exaggerated.

"I got one in."

"That was only one, man."

"Look Liam, I'm fine."

Liam huffed, shaking his head and walked off. He wouldn't get it out of me, at least not now. I couldn't tell anyone but Stiles. Liam just wouldn't get it. I'll tell him later.

I grabbed my stuff and walked off to my bike. I started it as I rode home, I began thinking of my dream last night.

  The same three questions kept running through my mind.

1. Was this dream trying to tell me something?

2. Was Allison still alive?

3. If she was alive, has she changed?

  As I thought about these unanswered questions, I could've sworn I heard my name being screamed.

  Allison was screaming my name.