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"You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending."
Taryna
We had chemistry back in the third lesson, but this time Freddie was back and we got a new teacher.
At the moment we were doing normal lessons, we would do partnering with Mr. Harris, but... you know what happened to him.
No one liked the new teacher, he didn't do anything special. No partner work, no experiments, but talking and talking until we fell asleep.
Nobody talked about Mr. Harris's death or thought about it anymore.
Sheriff Stilinski is overwhelmed, not just because of Mr. Harris' death, but four other people died recently.
An old friend of Stiles, the guy Lydia found in the pool and a senior from school, as well as a girl who used to camp with her girlfriend.
All tragic cases and all have been weirdly killed the same way.
"I hate November, it's unnecessary," Stiles once again voiced his thoughts, though nobody wanted to know.
Freddie and I turned to him annoyed.
"We both were born in November," Freddie said, annoyed with him.
No wonder, the whole time Stiles talked about something unnecessary and didn't let us sleep. Yes, I was serious about sleeping.
I was still wondering who the killer of the fours could be and if it was a normal murder at all.
It looked like a sacrafice for something, but for what?
I heard Freddie and Stiles still discussing and how Freddie named her birthday, November 28, which is also soon to be.
"When's your birthday, Taryna?", Scott asked sweetly and looked at me questioningly.
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I looked at him a bit surprised, actually I didn't want to say anything, in the end I would have said something wrong, but then I did it anyway.
Maybe I should have asked myself why he's talked so much to me lately.
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