12:20 P.M.
Stiles POVWhen we left we made sure to lock the doors back and I covered the door back up with the moldy rug, I put some of the yearbooks in my backpack. Jackson drove me down to her office, she had bought a building a couple months ago because of doing live reports on me... I don't like this woman. She got money off of harassing me when my father died and I was kidnapped and raped.
We walked into her building and the receptionist was surprised to see me, "Can I talk with Jillian?" I rolled my eyes. The lady nodded and gestured for us to follow her, "Um... Mrs. Hills Stiles is here," She said opening the door a little. I heard shuffling around in the room and her panicking a little. "Let him in," He clears her throat, "She just turned on a voice recorder..." Isaac whispered, his werewolf hear probably picked it up. I nodded and we went inside, the receptionist closed the door. She looked at me with wide eyes, half afraid and half excited. "How's your stiletto?" I teased about me breaking it on live tv and her losing balance, there's GIF's about it still floating around. "I paid for 7 more pairs with the money from that broadcast," She replied snarkily.
"Ok, Let's drop this crap... Turn off your voice recorders because you might not want this to go public..." I warned, she looked like she was caught but then she went back to her snarky face "Any publicity is good publicity..." She said relaxing in her chair. "Oh really? Anna White," I said and she looks confused, "UGH!" She scoffed and started turning off all of the voice recorders, she stomped around the room like a 5-year-old having a tantrum, she probably had 5 voice recorders around the room. "Ok... How did you find out about that?" She asked and I took out the yearbooks, she looked at them like she hadn't seen them for a while.
"You, My mom, and Melissa McCall were best friends up until senior year... what happened?" I asked and she sighed, she obviously repressed her high school years. "If I talk to you about this you have to let me interview you afterward..." She said, "On live tv... I know you've twisted my words around before," I said sternly and she agreed. "I-I don't know... I don't think I should be talking to you about your mother in High School..." She looks like she was restraining herself, "She was the best mother in the world... I don't care what she was in high school, nothing will jeopardize my memory of her," I said.
"Your mother could be the sweetest person on the planet... but she could also be the meanest. She would build up my confidence and then tear it down within second," She told me, "Is that why you're so rude to me?" I asked and she looked at me oblivious. "You were in my face trying to cover your story when I was raped, my father had just died, and a couple weeks ago when I had just watched a video of my Father being murdered... that's not really anything a normal reporter would even do," I said a little bitter, "Sweetie... that's just business," She told me. "So my father dying and you shoving a microphone in my face trying to get me to talk about it... is just business. My pain is just business?" I said a little defensive, "No, No of course it's not... sometimes being a journalist means you'll have to be willing to do cunty things no one else will," She tried explaining but I shake it off.
"Why did you change your name?" I changed the topic, "Mrs. Hills, there was just a huge wreck in town and nobody is on the scene yet, the van is ready if you would like to go..." The receptionist said and Jillian stood up putting her coat on. "Listen Stiles... I know your mom was a great mom, but she also liked playing tricks on people. You might would like to look closer and find all of the clues... I would suggest you go to the police department, I know they haven't told you everything that is going on," She said before she leaving the door, I nodded and she started running to the van.
We walked out and get into the jeep "Where to now?" Jackson asked, "Is school back in?" I asked. I flipped through the pages in each yearbook, I noticed that the pictures of my mom she always was in this one spot with her group with some graffiti on the wall. I look at to pictures of My mom, Melissa, and Jillian they always were together. My mom was holding hands with a young Rafael "Ugh... I can't believe she dated him," I said. In one of the pictures Melissa was holding hand swith this one guy but the picture cut him off, I looked for a name but I couldn't find it. Jillian held hands with this awkward guy, I look at the picture closer and smile, "Anna White with Bobby Finstock".
When Jackson parked we went to the office to get visitor stickers and we searched for this spot that they were always at. After searching for a couple minutes we found it, behind the bleachers of the lacrosse field. Some of the vandalism was still there from years ago, a while back this area was marked off limits and I can see why. This wall has curse words I haven't even heard of, I guess the school was too cheap to paint over it so they just pushed the bleachers to hide it.
"Anna White is a Whore," I read out loud, I recognized the writing as my mothers because its neat and cursive, people kept adding things like "Liar" and "Homewrecker". "Wow... I really guess my mom was a mean girl..." I said kind of disappointed. Isaac when to say something comforting, "You kids get out of here, this is off limits! Oh... Hey guys!" Coach Finstock yelled but realized it was us. I walk up to him and hug him "I wasn't expecting to see you here again," He hugs back, "I need to ask you some questions... and I need you to answer them honestly, no matter how much it will hurt me..." I asked, "Uh Yeah... Sure champ, Whats wrong?" He said looking concerned. "You knew my parents in Highschool... and you dated Jillian Hills, Tell me why she changed her name," I asked and he let out a overwhelming sigh.
"I was in your mom's group for a brief period of time, I loved Anna and she loved me...But she loved being popular more. Your mom was the most popular in school but she wasn't the nicest, one day Anna was tired of being the prime target of your Mom's and Melissa's anger. Anna got everyone drunk one night at an end of the school year party, she had intentions to steal your father away from Melissa so he..." He told me and I stopped him, "Steal my father away from Melissa?" I asked. He makes a hesitant face debating to continue. "Y-yeah... Your father dated Melissa in high school," He explained, I always knew they liked each other but I didn't know they dated...
"Maybe you should speak with Melissa about this..." He told me, "No, I don't want to be lied to by her," I said a little bitter, she already lied to me about my parents dating in high school. "Anna got everyone drunk at the party, she snuck off with your father to sleep with him so she could make Melissa jealous. After that I don't really know what is true, Anna moved away and Claudia spread rumors about her..." He confessed and I thank him for telling me the truth.
"What to go talk to Melissa?" Jackson asked halfway to the jeep and I shook my head, "Would you like to start getting ready for our date?" Isaac asked. "Stiles!" I heard as Isaac opened the door to the jeep. I look behind me to see Jillian Hills run out of her van and to me, I get in before she can shove a microphone in my face. "I-I owe it to your parents to help you... If you let me I will tell you everything you need to know," I look at her face, and it shows genuine concern, an emotion I've never seen from her before. I raise my eyebrows for her to explain "I-I was the last person to talk to her before she was killed..." She whispered mortified.
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