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I slowly drag my fingers over the dusty photo placed in my palm, I use my shirt sleeve to wipe away a bit of the dust, only around our faces. And when I see the huge smiles we have on I couldn't help but smile also.
There I stood with a shy grin smeared across my lips, while Scott and our best friend Stiles stood together with their arms draped over each others shoulders, with huge grins on their faces. Mom had taken this photo on our first day of high school.
My smile grew bigger as I stood here cherishing this moment all over again. ''Hey,'' Scott's voice cut through the air, startling me a bit making the photo fall to the floor. ''Hey,'' I breath out picking back up the photo and placing it back onto the dresser.
''Sorry I didn't mean to scare you,'' He apologizes shoving his hands into his pockets.''It's fine,'' I shrug brushing it of ''Can I?'' He asks looking into the room. ''Yeah sure,'' I nod crossing my arms across my chest.
''Look, I have an emergency at work, it's really crucial that I be there. And I hate leaving you like this but I really have to go. You understand don't you?'' He asks with a slight frown. ''It's totally fine Scott, I understand,'' I tell him with a light smile understanding his situation.
''Thanks,'' He perks up giving me a grateful smile. ''I'll see you later on,'' He waves as he leaves the room in a bit of a rush. ''Okay,'' I say practically speaking to myself.
I let out a long exhausted sigh and I throw myself back onto my bed. I roll over onto my stomach and grab my pillow cuddling myself into it. ''It feels really good to be home,'' I smile to myself.
I shove my face further into the pillow closing down my eyes. I hope this all turns out alright I think to myself.
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5 Hours Later....
I shoot up from my bed in a state of panic, breathing heavy, and my heart pounding so hard I thought it would pound right out of my chest.I don't understand why though, it's not like I heard a noise or had a bad dream. It just happened naturally, but the anxious feeling that resided with it has me a bit on edge.
I run my hands over my face and throw my feet over the bed and onto the floor, I stay in that position for a while longer that I should have. ''I wonder if Scott's here?'' I ask myself. I lift myself off of my bed and I make my way out into the hall.
I walk down the hall to Scott's room stopping in front of his door. I lightly knock on it waiting for an answer. After a while I still got no answer, so I just decided on shoving his door open. It made a loud thud against the walls, making me grimace a bit.
I take slow careful steps inside looking around a bit. It's clear that Scott hasn't come home yet, so I guess i'm still alone. But standing in this room is so different now, the atmosphere has changed, Scott's walls and posters changed.
I purse my lips and move over to a desk perched to the side of his room. A few books lay scattered across it. I couldn't help but notice the genre of books he reads, all of them werewolf, I shake my head in disbelief and a little chuckle slips past my lips.
I pick one up reading the cover ''Call of the Wild,'' I read. I open it flipping through the pages a bit before setting it back down on the dresser. A huff of air leave my lips and I spin around ready to leave.
It felt like the breath got knocked out of my body at the woman in front of me.
''Mom?'' I gasp with wide eyes as I stand here grounded to the floor. She's leaned on the door frame with her arms crossed over her chest, staring me straight in the eye.
''Well? are you just gonna stand there? Or are you gonna give your mother a hug,'' She asks, her voice cracking at the end stretching her arms out to me. ''Of course,'' I smile going over to her, throwing myself into her arms. ''I missed you so much,'' She says as she holds onto me tightly. ''I missed you to mom,'' I whisper holding onto her for dear life.
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''So how's it been while I was away?'' I ask taking a next bite out of the sandwich mom made for me a while back. ''It's been...interesting,'' She breathes out taking a sip of her coffee. ''Interesting?'' I repeat with a questioning tone.
''Ugh please don 't get me started on this,'' She groans throwing her head back making a chuckle leave my lips. ''So how have you been?'' She questions a bit awkwardly.
''It's been alright I guess,'' I shrug. ''It wasn't a tropical island and there wasn't much friendly or polite people there, but I managed to make a friend. Her name was Paige, she had a lot more issues than I, but she wouldn't have outbursts like I did. Somehow she knew how to control it, but yet still she struggled greatly,'' I sigh lowering my head.
''What happened to her?'' Mom asks a bit worried. ''I don't know I left her there, I even overheard some girls saying how she'll probably get shifted to another facility,'' I say.
''Luna i'm sorry about your friend,'' Mom says placing her hand on mine. ''Thanks,'' I say giving her a lop sided smile.
''Sweetie I have to get to work..'' She trails of giving me a sad frown. ''Umm it's fine, I can wait up for Scott,'' I nod. ''Are you sure?'' She asks. Yeah yeah i'll be fine. I'll probably just sleep again,'' I say giving a fake laugh.
''Well alright, if your gonna be fine I guess it's okay,'' she smiles standing up from the table. ''I'm just gonna change,'' She smiles before exiting the room, leaving me at the table.
''Everyone's busy,'' I sigh burying my head in my hands.
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A few minutes later mom bid me goodbye and left.
Leaving me all alone again.
So I went back up to my room to unpack my things.
Over the years, I'll say I've changed a great deal,
And that includes my sense of style.
I've went from girl next door to a fashion goddess, to cute nerd and finally the Gothic hottie.
Which neither mom or Scott liked.
Mostly because it involved piercings and hair colouring.
The one thing I always wanted was a tattoo.
And that's the only thing I was never allowed the get.
All my styles have stayed with me after all these years.
And I find ways to mix them into one outfit.
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New chapter hope you enjoyed guys.
Sorry for any mistakes I made.
And just pretend the person she's hugging is her mom.
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YOU ARE READING
/•/Eyes wide open /•/ -Stiles (B1)
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