After Alice's sacrifice to save Scott, she was laid to rest. But Scott and his friends unknowing what she really was, she came back to the land of the living. Just in time for a new threat that snakes it's way into her's and her friends' lives. Will...
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The next day began, I dressed for the occasion that was school. At least I was dead for the weekend and not missed any school time. I danced down the stairs in a happy way, but telling my friends on how I'm alive, still weighed heavily on my chest. I mean I could try and avoid them as much as possible but that was going to be hard when I have some classes with them. I had to be the big girl and face my problems head on. I got outside of my house and began to walk to school, taking a slow walk. I didn't want to use my car to spook them, so walking is the next big thing for me. And so begins the journey of a lifetime, to face my friends who think I'm dead.
This was going to be fun...
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I arrived at school but everyone had already gone inside. The parking lot was empty of student's but besides the cars. I wandered across the parking lot and up the steps to the main entrance. I smiled as I opened the doors, feeling kind of bad-ass right now and deep down, I couldn't wait to see Stiles and Scott's faces. It's going to be priceless. My black heels clicked against the marble floor of the school's hallway. I had made my way further down the hall, locating Harrison's class and once I approached the door, I looked through the window that it offered. Straight away I see Stiles and Scott, behind different desk's, both facing the front. As Harrison passed out papers, as I was totally late for. He likes his student's on time.
"Anyone seen Miss Harper?" Harrison asked, making Scott and Stiles turn to one another, with a sad and worried look. As Harrison stopped in front of the class locking eyes with Stiles and Scott, but they couldn't speak. I opened the door.
"Right here, Sir," I spoke while walking to stand next to him. "Sorry I'm late," I turned to look at Scott, Stiles and I could see Jackson behind them, all wearing shocked and surprised faces.
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Their eyes widened slightly, their mouths hanged a gape, their complexion turning white. Like they've seen a ghost. I retained myself from smiling at their current state and took a seat at the front, but I could feel their eyes upon me, burning into me like I wasn't real. To their belief no one dies and comes back from the dead. I faced the front as Harrison came over and gave me a paper, and I began the pop-quiz. But their eyes never shifted from me. I was lost in my own world as Harrison talked to Stiles about detention and giving him it if he spoke one more time, and he did.
