I look at the five blank teenagers in front of me. They're my friends, why are they acting like this?
"What's going on guys?" I look at Liam, and he looks as if he doesn't know me.
Oh my gosh, he doesn't know me.
They don't remember me.
But, how?
Hayden. The clocks. She gave me my memory back, only to take away everyone else's. She realized that would hurt me more. My heart breaks, I feel sore. I feel hurt. I grow in confusion, on why she's doing this. Scott tells everyone else except for me to go, and some follow. All except two. Cassidy and Liam.
Liam just stares at me, trying to dig deep, to try to remember me, and for a second, something snaps in his eyes, but quickly fades. Cassidy fills with tears, and whispers,
"I remember." I'm surprised, but she quickly steps back. She holds her hands up and shake them, telling me to get away. Not because she's scared or mad, but because she knows something. She inhales suddenly, and adds, "Grace, she's coming for you. She going to hurt you." She turns on her heals and starts walking towards the others. I exclaim,
"How? With what?" Cassidy freezes and turns back to me, chewing on her lip. He shakes her head, bursting in tears. She swallows, trying to collect herself, and replies so softly, I can barely hear,
"Not with what, but with who. " she quickly turns back, and races off, fearing she's said too much. I guess she somehow also gained back what Hayden is planning on doing? Or maybe it's her banshee powers? I didn't know who it was, maybe Liam? I shook it off and walked out, walking home, thinking about it all.
That night, as I struggled to fall asleep, I felt someone's eyes outside my window. It felt familiar, as if someone was protecting me.
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I wake up, pull on a sweatshirt and jeans with my sneakers, and pull my hair up, and sort of attempt to do my make up, but honestly, what's the point? All of my friends have just totally been brain swiped to forget me. How am I supposed to be cheery about that?
I sling on my backpack, and thump downstairs. I get in my car, and almost don't turn it on. I just sit there, relaxing in my seat, but then I finally turn the ignition, and the engine roars.
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I yawn as I open my locker, and look over to my right. Scott, Stiles, Malia, Paige, Liam, Lydia, Cassidy, they all look so content at their lockers. Like they don't even care about me, like I'm swept off the face of the earth. I shake my head and grab my chemistry book. I kick my locker shut, and walk alone to chemistry class, remembering how I used to walk with Paige, linking arms. I suddenly feel someone's breath on my neck, and a sly thought creeps through my head,
"Be careful with your heart, Grace." Hayden. It was her thought. Did she mean for me to hear that? As soon as it appeared, it disappeared, and I got cold chills. What does that mean? I stare at the doorknob, unsure to urn it, but I do.
I open the door, and walk in, immediately freezing. There, sitting and looking as happy as ever,
Allison.
Across the room, chill and smug,
Aidan.
I take a deep breath, unsure if this is some hallucination Hayden did to me. Then, her voice creeps in my head again,
"Oh, you think this is a hallucination? Oh, no, honey. I used what Theo used to bring me back, and I'm pretty proud of myself." What are Scott and Lydia going to think of this? In face, what is everyone going to think of this? Allison and Aidan back? Allison sees me, and waves,
"hey, Grace! Have you seen Isaac?" Anger starts to boil in me. Her wanting to know where Isaac is reminds me of when they got together. I start to break the news to her that he left, when the door opens. A new thought from Hayden shoots through me,
"Oh, I called in someone else as well." It's teasingly and cruel, but as soon as I see who walks through the door, I light up, a mixture of emotions whirling inside me.
I finally grow numb, and his eyes land on me, their blue color lighting up. His white tee shirt and hands in his pockets send me bolts of de-ja-vu. I haven't seen him in forever, I actually kind of thought he was dead. But he's not, he never has been. I stand up, and run over to him, collapsing into his body. He exclaims, squeezing me back,
"Grace." It sounds so peaceful and happy, I almost don't believe it. Why would Hayden do this for me? I shake it off, not caring about how this will hurt me in the long run, or if it's real. I just hold onto him tight and exclaim back,
"Isaac."
