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 came. I heard that Erica went to the hospital to have a check over, I was glad that she was feeling better. I had finished an English lesson, when you have centuries to collect knowledge, things tend to become easy. I walked out of the class with my English books in my hand. My heels clicked upon entering the hallway, and as I walked. Half-way down the hallway, I was in my own mind, thinking that it was time to tell Scott and Stiles everything, well what I was.
"You ruined it for me," I heard Jackson say from out of nowhere, my hearing picks upon on certain things when I'm not listening. I look down the hall to see the back of him, and a strawberry blonde hair just over his shoulder. Lydia. He turned away but still had his eyes locked on her. "You ruined everything!" I heard him yell at her, making her heart beat twice as fast. He turns then leaves, but I look past him to see Lydia become emotional and begin to let tears swell in her eyes, before she dashed off in the direction of the toilets. She needs space, and I don't think she would want to talk to me.
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Two more lessons had passed and now it was time for lunch. I exited it out of the classroom, as I made my way to the dining hall. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a blonde girl coming from the entrance to the school. I turned my head to the side, and my eyes widened straight away. It was Erica, her blonde hair was wavy, she had a black leather mini skirt on, a leather black jacket that went over her white shirt which made her boobs look perky. She wore leopard print high heels. I must say she does look good. She had noticed that I was staring at her and made her way over to me.
"Erica?" I asked, disbelieving in what I was seeing, and my face gave it all away.
"Hey Alice," she spoke softly, giving me a wide smile of her red covered lips with her dark, smoky eyes.
"You look amazing," I replied to her, my eyes drifting down from her's to half-way down her body before they glanced the whole way back up.
"Why thank you," she replied with a giggle. In my mind, I could tell that she was now a werewolf, Derek must have turned her and I don't blame her. She wants to be normal and not be made fun of and I think this was the only way she could do this.
"Welcome to the club," I said to her, making her gaze into my eyes wondering what I meant, but then it clicked within her and it showed in her expression. I smirked before I walked away from her. Her eyes burning into the back of my skull, until I was out of sight. Things were going to get a lot more fun around here. I made it into the canteen seeing Stiles talking to Boyd who offer some keys out towards him and Stiles take them as I walk over to Scott who is about to eat his lunch.
"Got 'em," Stiles states to Scott as I arrived at the same time as Stiles did. "Pick you up after work tonight and we'll meet at the rink, cool?" Stiles had asked Scott, but his eyes wondered somewhere else. Everyone in the canteen stopped and stared at one of the entrances to the canteen, just as Erica makes her wildly seductive entrance. Her eyes met our table for a split second, before she went over to another table, bending down using her new fond sexiness, she grabbed an apple from someones tray and took a bite out of it, before wiping the side of her lips as if something was running down.
"What...The holy hell...Is that?" Lydia announced as she was at our table, as I quickly looked at her, her hands placed on the edge as she looked at Erica.
"It's Erica," Scott replied, as he didn't even look at Lydia.
"No shit, Sherlock," I state with sarcasm laced within my voice, while I let out a chuckle. I turned back around to look at Erica leaving the canteen, she looked back at the boy who gave her the apple while taking another bite before turning back around and leaving. Stiles and Scott were straight on their feet as they rushed by me and out of the canteen to see where Erica was going.
I scoff at the boys as they race after her, typical of boys. I smiled at the thought, facing Lydia who looked at me, before my smile dimmed and I remembered what happened with her and Jackass-Jackson.
"I saw you earlier crying about what Jackson had said. You all right?" I asked as her eyes met mine, she gave me a sad smile with a nod, before walking away, as she didn't want to talk about it any further. I huff before leaning back in my chair. There's so much drama going on right now, I can't keep track. But I only had to worry about my own drama right now.
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The school day ended and Allison had told me that her, Stiles, Scott, and Lydia were going ice skating and she asked me if I wanted a tag along, but I declined her offer. I needed some time. I sat in the living room of my house, the lamp on the end-table was lit. I rub a hand through my blonde wavy hair, while sighing deeply. I sunk into the couch, thought ran through my mind. I can't keep doing this, I can't keep this secret in any longer. They need to know, I can still sense there is tension between us three and won't be lifted until I tell them. At least Allison knew, but she knew briefly, she hasn't heard the family legacy or the other deadly secret I keep under lock and key.
I took a deep breath, this was all new to me. After the first century, the people I cared about had died and it took a toll on me, living for nearly four hundred years takes a toll on a girl. I grab my Rose Quartz necklace that hangs around my neck, holding it tight in my hand, thinking of the simpler times and my family. I loved my family very deeply, they were such loving, kind parents to have, they put their children before their own needs and I wish I had more time with them. My vampirism was sometimes a curse and a blessing all in one. My parents would have hated what I've become, they didn't like the vampire species. They thought that it was a plague to the world and we as Witches must keep balance to the world and not get into vampire affairs. But we Witches do what we must to keep our own safe, in any means.
I perched back up on the couch, a soft smile placed on my face as the nice thought of Witches came to mind. I might still be a Witch but I was also an abomination. Yes my witch side keeps the memory of my family alive and I'm so thankful for that, but I need to start using my magic to help my friends.
