Chapter Two - Birthday

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I was lost in a deep train of thought as I gazed back at the girl in the mirror, watching as she reached up to curl a piece of hair behind her ear and I observed her features; dark, cat-like eyes, a button nose, dark curly hair. My eyes flickered down to the pendant resting on my chest. I always wondered if my mother looked the same as I did when she was my age. I know that from the pictures I had seen, she looked a lot like me. I guess the only thing that I didn't get from her was my naturally wavy hair, which kind of sucked.

A soft sigh escaped through my nose as I let my hands sooth down the crinkles in my summer dress. Today was my first day back at school and I didn't exactly know how to feel about it. Junior year, a step closer to senior year. A step closer to graduating high school. My mind was somewhere else, more specifically, I couldn't stop thinking about last night. Last night was the first weird thing to happen in a long time... And somehow I felt that it definitely wasn't going to be the last. At some point I'll need to talk to Deaton about these... Feelings I've been getting every time right before something bad happens, but I only wanted to talk to him because he seemed to usually have all of the answers, and I have a feeling he will know what's going on with me. He knows far more than he lets on, I mean, he knew my mother.

This summer has been quiet, too quiet, and now I'm thinking that during that time something bad has been brewing up. There's a storm coming, I can feel it.

I took a deep, calming breath as I straightened out my denim jacket, mumbling to myself in the mirror, "come on, you can do this. It's just another day."

My gaze quickly averted to my bedroom door as Jenna knocked on the wood lightly, a smile making its way on to her face as she stepped into my room and crossed her arms over her chest. "How are you feeling?"

I nodded, running my tongue over my lips and placing a reassuring smile on my face. Clearing my throat, I tried my best to sound as enthusiastic as I could. "Yeah, I'm feeling good."

I didn't know wether that was a lie or the truth. I just have this bad feeling and it's been bugging me all morning. Jenna smiled sympathetically at me, almost as if to say 'I know exactly how you feel' and made her way over to me. Stopping behind me, she placed her hands on my shoulders and found my eyes in the reflection in the mirror. "You know, you don't have to go back today if you don't want to. The first day is always tough, trust me I know."

I shook my head. I felt like being in Beacon Hills has taught me to push the normal worries of school out of my mind, considering all the other crap that I've had to deal with. However, I made a promise to myself that I had to get my grades up, and I can't do that by avoiding school. "It's fine, I don't mind going back today. Plus I promised I'd give Lydia a ride since her car is wrecked."

Jenna nodded in understanding, a bewildered look overtaking her features, "yeah, I still find it crazy that a deer ran into her car. What kind of a deer does that?"

I shot Jenna a quick smile, a nervous laugh escaping my mouth as I cleared my throat. "Yeah, I know right? Weird."

I still hadn't told Jenna about all the werewolf shenanigans, and I feel really guilty about it. At first, I thought that I was protecting her, but lately I've been realising that keeping all of it from her is only going to hurt her. What you don't know can hurt you. I knew that she would be hurt over the fact I've lied to her for so long, but it was all in good intention. Jenna turned me around to face her, fixing a piece of my hair before settling her gaze back on me. "Have a good day today, work hard and try not to get into any trouble."

I couldn't help but snort at her comment. "I'm not a kid anymore, Jenna."

I stepped back from Jenna's grip on my shoulders and grabbed my bag from my bed, slinging it over my shoulder before grabbing my phone from the nightstand. From my peripheral, I could see Jenna nod as she watched me pack my things. "You're right. You're not a kid anymore."

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