Transitioning Into The Unknown [Book 2]

Am I Something Else?

Notes:

In true personal fashion here I am with another chapter so soon. I didn't actually plan to write this chapter. But I really wanted to say something, so I decided to write the chapter just so I can tell y'all something cool which is kind of nerdy to me but I'll tell you anyway.

So I have an older brother who's in the Navy and he's been away for a while. And I just found out that he and his fiance are going to have a little baby meaning I am an aunt, soon to be, technically. I'm so happy.
To be honest I knew this a month ago because I was talking to my father and he accidentally let slip that my brother was having a baby. But the way he was talking about it was like he wasn't sure yet so I just didn't say anything. I almost forgot about it but now he's announced it to everyone and it's so cute I didn't really grasp the concept that I'm going to be an aunt. Considering my brother's fiance is the same age as me so it's weird but I'm going to be an aunt so young, but then she's going to be a mother so young so woo. I'm 20 and she's 21 but I'm also turning 21 in really soon so she can wear the same age she's just born a few months before me.

Anyway, I heard it was going to be a Christmas baby I'm so excited. It's going to be so cute. I'm not really super close to my brother. Like we are siblings and we hung out a lot when we were younger but as we got older we sort of drifted apart. Mainly because he moved away and I don't get to see him anymore and his phone sucks and doesn't work so I'm just happy that when he gets a child I get to come to visit all the time to say hi and stuff you know.

Sorry for the rambling. I was just so excited. I learned this yesterday and since yesterday I've been trying to write a chapter so that I can tell someone. I don't know who exactly my brother has told yet so I don't want to just blurt the secret to anyone. I'm just exploding with happiness. I did tell two of my friends so they know. And now all of you know anonymously of course.

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Stiles POV:

Once I got into the office, and Damon left the building, I was able to get what I wanted to do, done pretty quickly. The office ladies excepted the work that I handed in because I had spoken to them about this at the beginning when I first transferred in. So handing in all my work was pretty easy. I just have to wait for the grade to come in. And then they said they would send me my diploma in the mail. This isn't exactly how I thought I would get my high school diploma, but my life isn't exactly how I thought it was in the beginning anyway.

I also have no idea what I'm going to do from this point on. I know I plan to leave Mystic Falls at some point. But do I go to college? I might as well get some college degree. Maybe I can get it in mythology. But I'll do it online. I don't need another rehash of meeting any more supernatural creatures than I already know. But I do kind of want the college experience, so maybe I will go to school in person. It's too hard to decide this right now let me take step one and get out of Mystic Falls first and foremost. Then everything later I'll deal with when it comes.

I walk out of school for the last time I'll probably ever step out of that building. Luckily nobody's here. It seems that everyone went home and left me alone, which is what I wanted. I hop into my car, newly renovated by Peter, and drive back home.

I text Lydia. It's a new thing. Ever since she came to visit, we've been keeping in contact. Apparently, she gave Scott a talking to when she got back home. He still doesn't forgive me, but he stops actively pretending I don't exist. And apparently, Lydia told Malia what was going on, and Malia beat Theo on my behalf, so I guess I still have some friends back home.

Apparently, Deaton is looking for me, though I can't fathom why. Maybe if I ever go back to Beacon Hill's, I'll see what's up. But I told Lydia not to tell anyone where I was or give anyone my contact information for now. Maybe when I'm feeling better and not so spiteful, I'll contact them again.