Void (The Youngest, Book 3.B.)

Chapter 二 (B)

3rd P.O.V

Stiles was nearly stomping as he walked through the halls that morning and went into class. He was moving so fast that he nearly bumped into the girl that was sitting in his spot.

"Oh, sorry," he said to her as she looked up at him. "But I usually sit there." But the girl just kept staring at him before she started to sign to him. He realized that she was deaf and now felt embarrassed. "Okay, no problem, it's all yours." He then moved to sit in an empty seat a few spaces away. He moved to turn to the right page of his textbook when he realized that no one in the class was moving. Everyone seemed to be staring straight ahead, silently. Also, Stiles didn't seem to recognize anyone. "That's weird," He was about to stand up to leave when he gasped as he saw Coach Finstock standing in the front, looking at him. "Oh hey Coach," he said settling back in his seat. "Thought I was in the wrong class for a second." But Coach then started to sign something to him. "Uh, okay. I don't actually know sign language. Actually, I didn't- I didn't even know that you knew sign language or that was even an elective here." But Coach just kept signing to him. The same movements over and over and was staring at him with a blank look in his eyes. Stiles narrowed his own eyes as Coach was starting to freak him out. "Well, this has been good but I'm probably gonna, uh, head out." He moved to grab his things and walk out but then the class started to move. Everyone in their seats was signing to Stiles. Making the exact same hand movements to him, in unison. They were all giving him that same blank stare the Coach had as well. Stiles now was getting scared. He also felt a pressure on his head as his inner ears started ringing.

The ring then turned to a whistle as Stiles lifted his head up to find Coach blowing on his whistle.

"Stilinski!" he roared at him.

"Uh huh?" Stiles said quickly.

"I asked you a question."

"Uh, sorry Coach, what was it?"

"Oh, it was: Stilinski, are you paying attention back there?"

Stiles leaned back a bit. "Um, well I am now."

That made Coach glare at him. "Stilinski, stop reminding me why I drink. Every night."

Stiles sighed before he looked over and saw Scott looking concerned at him. He felt a grip tighten on him and looked down to see Kylie hugging him. He just shook his head. "I'm okay. I just fell asleep for a second."

"Dude, you weren't asleep." Scott then looked down at Stiles' desk.

Stiles looked down and saw that his notebook was covered in the same two words written in his own hand. Wake Up. They were written in different ways and styles all over the page but they were clearly written by him. And Stiles didn't remember writing a thing. He quickly closed his notebook shut.

Scott gathered everyone over at lunch in the quad so that they could try to find out what was going on with them. As Scott and Stiles made to sit opposite of Lydia, Kylie on Stiles' knees, Allison and Isaac were next to Lydia.

"Okay," Scott started. "So what happens to a person who has a near death experience and comes out of it seeing things?"

"And is unable to tell what's real or not?" added Stiles.

"And is being haunted by demonic visions of dead relatives?" finished Allison.

"Can we add, not being herself and scaring people?" Scott asked, sparing a glance at his sister.