The events that happened with Jackson and Gerard had gone, and everything worked out as planned. Scott and his friends could now live a normal mortal life, without the supernatural world getting in their way.
But all things must come to an end...
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Today was the day, Beacon Hill high was back in session. The summer had came to an end, I had heard that Allison came back from France with her Father, I also know that they moved our from that big house, to an apartment as they didn't need all that family space anymore.
As for my magic, I feel like I've grown into it more, just like I did when I was mortal. I also felt some what more powerful within myself, like the spell's I did for the gang before, made me bleed, but I feel like I was much stronger than before.
I sigh deeply, as I drink out from a blood bag, my mind racing with possibilities the day would come out as. Seeing my friends after four months of not being in contact, I did tell them that I wanted the summer to figure things out, Witch wise...
I pulled the blood bag from my lips, as the bag was now emptied, and I didn't notice, too busy deep in thought. I throw the bag into a bin which was filled to the rim with blood bags. Luckily, I was already dressed for the day and didn't spill any blood on me. I grab my black over the shoulder bag, and left the house, as I decided to take in nature and walk to school. Well vamp-speed to the school, so I would be on time...
I arrived at the school entrance, and tons of freshmen began their high school year. I took a deep breath, as I walked through the double doors of the school, to go too my locker, as it was still next to Allison.
As I walked down the hallway, to see my locker area deserted, meaning Allison didn't arrive yet. I sigh in relief, as I reach my locker and put my combination in and the lock popped open. I collected my notebook from my locker as I had English first. As I was pulling things out of my locker, I hear the locker beside me pop open, and Lydia slum against the left locker next to me.
"Alice, so good to see you again," Lydia began, as I made eye contact with her. "What's it been, four months?" She states with sarcasm laced in her voice. I can sense that she was mocking the situation, because I haven't spoken to them for the four months.
"Ha-ha, very funny, Lydia," I began as I closed my locker. "I wanted to focus on certain things, and nice to see you too," I replied, as I look over to Allison, who gather her books.
"You too, Allison," I state with a smile on my face, as it was actually nice to see them both. Now that Lydia knew what I was and Scott and the rest, we didn't have to forget her in the supernatural talks. I reopened my locker as I pulled another English book out. Before shutting it once again.
"Freshmen. Tons and tons of fresh men," Lydia states, as I look around to see boys, walking the halls of Beacon Hill.
"You mean fresh boys," Allison states, as she puts a pink folder into her locker, eyes locked with Lydia. "Lydia, they're 14," Allison smirks as she puts the blue folder in.
"Eh, some are more mature than others," Lydia replied back, not bothered about their age. She was just looking for a distraction as Jackson had left for London.
