My parents were fighting again, they seemed to do this more often. I never really liked violence so I decided to slip out for a walk, they never really noticed anyway. I put on a my jacket and walked out the front door, wincing at the sound of shattering glass. I knew it was my mom overreacting.

My mom and step-dad were doctors at the hospital, they trust me enough but I usually just end up there helping with what I'm aloud to, mostly helping the nurses with passing out medication, or staying in the pediatric ward. That's where my mom works, and my dad mostly works the ER.

It's really frustrating because they're never home, and when they are it leads to fights. I shivered as I realized how cold it had gotten and pulled my jacket around me tighter.

"Are you walking around here alone?" I heard someone say from behind me.

I decided to keep walking and ignoring him, hoping he would go away.

"It's dangerous to be here alone at night." He said once again.

"I can handle myself." I said stopping finally. I was scared out of my mind. I didn't know him.

"You should go home, like I said it's not safe." He said again, taking a step forward.

"Like I said, I can take care of myself." I took two steps back but he kept advancing on me until my back hit a wall. It was most likely someone's house. I wasn't this confrontational, I always wanted to avoid a fight, but something about him rubbed me the wrong way.

"Let's get you back home." He snarled and grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me!" I yelled trying to pull my arm away but his hold on me was too strong.

All of the sudden the guy was tackled down and his throat was slashed. I was breathing heavy trying to comprehend what had happened.

Two red eyes had appeared in the shadows, I heard an inhuman roar and I turned to run but it had already pounced on me, taking me to the ground and I could feel it tearing into the flesh of my shoulder.

I jolted awake, sitting up and holding a hand to my mouth to hold in a scream. I had been getting these nightmares more frequently, they kept getting more and more vivid.

I put a hand to my forehead, to no surprise it was cold and sweaty. I looked at the clock, it was 12:54, I was late for school, there was no point in rushing.

I took a warm shower to relax my muscles and to calm my nerves. I already knew my parents were at work, they most likely left a note and some lunch money. I got dressed and ran downstairs snatching the 20 dollar bill and got into my truck and drove to school. Despite my parents' wishes, I got an old truck, it wasn't some horrible squeaking and groaning car, but it was pretty much vintage, and it had the smell of old leather, the outside was a powdery blue with a few paint chips here and there.

I got a few teasing comments from some kids leaving the school to get their lunch. But, as always I ignored it and kept moving. I looked at my phone for the time, 1:38, that's wonderful I have the next hour and a half of Mr. Harris, the man who hates teenagers, and I was already 20 minutes late.

I weaved through the endless amount of expensive cars. I walked through the near empty halls and approached Harris' door, taking a deep breath, I opened the door and walked past Harris, letting my late pass float to his desk before quickly attempting to walk to my seat.

"Ms. Stavros, would you care to explain why you were late and interrupted my class?" He said in a bored tone.

I sucked in a breath and shook my head before again trying to return to my seat.

"Delia Stavros, would you care to explain why you were late." He said in a more forceful tone.

I almost went to explain myself but some girl spoke up.

"Mr. Harris, that boy was late just like Delia, but you didn't bother to call him out or let alone embarrass him."

Collective 'oohs' were heard around the class room, and I shifted on my feet waiting for Harris to harass the new girl, instead he rolled his eyes and said,

"Have a seat, Miss Stavros." He sighed.

I took a glance at the girl, she was pretty, black curly hair and pale. She's been here a while but we hadn't even spoken at all, so I was extremely confused when she all of the sudden stood up for me.

I went to the back of the class and sat down immediately. I just ignored him as he droned on.

"Stavros, McCall, see me after class." He said. I immediately looked up, what did I do?

Ten minutes later the bell rang signaling lunch, and our date with Harris.

I just sat at my table, I didn't have a lab partner, I don't really work well with other people, it just wasn't my thing. That and the fact that no one every really wanted to be near me, for what reason I don't know, maybe it's the bullshit social standards that Lydia set up and everyone tries to live up to them, I didn't give an effort, and for some reason, Lydia doesn't like me. I'm not too fond of her either, she's really smart but chooses to hide it, due to the fact that being popular in high school is the biggest deal ever. She used to be my friend, like way back in elementary, but then we just separated and became different people, me a social outcast, and her miss I have it all. I know that know one can tell, but she's struggling. But, since she's elected to ignore me, I'm not doing anything to help her.

Finally all of the students had filed out, and I was called to the desk, next to Scott, he looked uncomfortable and antsy.

"Since you and Stiles have decided to talk through all of my lessons, and that's what I'm assuming is bringing your grade down. Delia has one of the best grades so far in the semester, I'm assigning her as your new lab partner." He said with a sigh. I could see Scott starting to flip out, am I really that horrible of a person to be around?

"What did I do to deserve this? I can sit far from Stiles, that's always an option." He was starting to breath heavy.

"Am I so horrible of a person?" I muttered aloud to myself. It was low enough so no one heard, at least I hoped it was.

"My decision is final, we'll see how your grade improve and maybe we can work something else." He said before waving his hand as an attempt to shoo us away, which worked.

"Calm down, McCall, I'll do the projects, you don't have to ruin what's left of your social status by studying with me." I said and walked away.

I don't really care if he's my partner, I didn't want to give up my solitude just because some kid couldn't concentrate on school.

I made my way to the cafeteria and sat at a lonely little table at the far end of the room. I didn't feel like eating, these nightmares were getting worse. At first I'd just get a little jump scare and wake up, but since the murder in the woods, they kept getting more vivid, more real. I decided to think about it later, when I was less shaken up, I put in my headphones and let it play randomly.

This was the process, I wake up, shower, skip breakfast, maybe eat lunch, then I either help out at the hospital or help Mr. Deaton, the veterinarian, bring in or take out larger animals. Then after that I usually walk around town, or in the woods or something, anything to avoid home really.

The day went on as usual. Some kids amused themselves by teasing me and taking my books, I just ignored them and waited until they got bored. I wasn't lying when I said I'm not confrontational. Finally the day ended and I quickly exited and walked to my car.

I kept my head down and pulled my keys out of my car I went to unlock it but I found someone I never expected to be leaning against my car.