Andromeda's alarm went off really early the next morning. She wasn't ready to get out of bed after the night before. In fact, even if nothing had happened, she wouldn't feel ready. School wasn't the problem like most teenagers say. She just wasn't a morning person and waking up at 6:30 am took enough of her will.

The sounds around the house could be heard all the way to her room and she knew it was only a matter of minutes before her parents went into her room to wake her up. They knew what kind of daughter they had and were aware that she might go back to sleep if she weren't shaken out of bed.

Before any of those things could happen, though, Andromeda's phone went off on her nightstand. With a low groan, the girl reached out for it, not caring to see who was calling her.

"Hello?" she mumbled, sleep still etched on her voice.

"Yeah, I knew you were going to be like that." She heard the voice from the other side of the line and smiled a bit. "Get ready. I'm giving you a ride, Andie." Allison said and hung up, not giving her any time to reply.

Throwing the covers aside with a huff, Andromeda mentally prepared herself for the first day of school.

Picking out a nice outfit wasn't as hard as she had thought it would be, but probably getting Lydia's approval would.

"Can you tell me what was that on your front door last night?" Lydia said storming into her cousin's room, as if the mere thought of her had summoned her. Not even a greeting came out of her mouth and Andromeda just rolled her eyes at the strawberry blonde.

"Good morning to you too, Lyd." She said.

"Oh, don't give me that crap." The other girl said stomping her feet and rolling her eyes. "I saw you and Stiles. Just answer me."

It wasn't the first time Andromeda hated the idea of living across the street from Lydia. She loved her cousin to death, but she was just too nosy in anyone's business, always had been. Andie, on the other hand, liked to keep it quiet even if she knew loads of rumours went around. The blue eyed girl, however, ignored them. She didn't care, and it wasn't anyone's business if she had gone out with a sophomore when she was 14 and only went back home in the middle of the night. Okay, it wasn't a lie, but it was her life. It's not like she had gone out and had sex with four different guys at once. Now that was a lie.

"We just talked," she shrugged. "I told him what happened over the summer." She completed before Lydia could ask.

Lydia rolled her eyes and sat down on the brunette's bed, looking completely bored. She was expecting to hear Andromeda had finally worked up the courage to say anything about her feelings. It was the last day of summer, after all and what a greater time to do that?

"And here I was thinking you were finally telling him how you're so in love. My my, Andromeda Flynn. Scared of being rejected?" she asked, a little smirk playing on her lips. The truth was that Lydia knew better than she let out. She knew her cousin had fallen head over heels for the spasmatic boy. More than she liked to admit. But she also came to know Stiles and could see the feeling was mutual. It was in plain sight, yet they couldn't see it. It was quite sad to see them looking at each other every day and not realizing it. Lydia felt bad for them.

"By Stiles? Definitely." Andromeda let out. She didn't even bother to try hiding it anymore.

"Well, I say you are being ridiculous." Lydia got up and walked up to her, directing the girl to the full length mirror on the wall. "Who could be better than you?"

Andie looked at her reflection and sighed. Lydia would never understand how she felt. Stiles was her best friend. She could not jeopardize years of friendship. She had tried to let it all go, but it wasn't so simple. That boy was carved deep into her thoughts.

School looked the same. The same boring building Andie had left behind last semester. Yes, she did have an eventful sophomore year, being trapped inside that place more than she'd assume was healthy, but no one was aware of it and at that moment, with the sunlight, it would never look terrifying.

In fact, to not trained eyes, Beacon Hills itself looked harmless.

Putting those thoughts aside, Andie took a deep breath and tried to convince herself she was ready for junior year.

"Freshmen," she heard Lydia say as they leaned against the lockers beside Allison's. "Tons and tons of fresh men."

Andie looked around, trying to find the source of her cousin's daydream, but she just faced recently out of pre-teen years boys.

"You mean fresh boys." Allison said in amusement. "Lydia, they're 14."

"Please, don't be that person." Andie completed worriedly. "Don't lower your standards."

Lydia just shrugged and rolled her eyes.

"Eh... some are more mature than others."

"You know it's just physically, right? Deep down they're all the same immature guys we deal with on a daily basis." Andie said, her eyes lingering a little longer on Scott and Stiles, who just happened to be arguing over something really stupid, by the end of the hall.

"You know, it's okay to be single." Allison said making the two girls look at her, a small smirk on their lips. "Focus on yourself for a little while, work on becoming a better person."

Andie had to hold her laugh when she realized Lydia was going to say something, 'cause of course she was not going to let that go.

"Allison, we love you." she started. "So if you need to do that thing where we talk about me and pretend we're not actually talking about you, it's totally fine."

At that, Allison looked really taken aback. Maybe she really thought it, Andie assumed, but didn't think Lydia would catch her.

"And while Andie here does want a boyfriend and, let's face it, she needs one," Lydia began again, earning a protest from her cousin. "I don't want a boyfriend. I want a distraction." she finished with a smirk, looking at the end of the hall where two guys had just walked in, leather jacket on, perfect styled hairs and menacing attitude.

"Brothers?" Allison asked.

"Twins." Lydia said.

"Oh, thank God it healed." Andie said before throwing herself down on a chair in English.

Scott, by her side, just looked at her as if she had just skinned him alive while Stiles laughed.

"Funny, I said the same thing." The Stilinski boy said, sitting behind the girl. "It was hideous."

Scott looked at his two best friends and scoffed. He couldn't believe they would be this unsupportive about his tattoo.

"Okay, Scott, it's not that I didn't want you to get a tattoo," Andie started turning to the boy. "It's just that the drawing you sent me wasn't anything cool. I mean, don't you think your first tattoo should have some meaning?"

"It does have-"

"More meaningful than 'something you draw with your fingers.'" Andie stated looking him in the eye and smiling when he looked completely confused. "Stiles told me," she shrugged.

"Of course." Scott scoffed and shook his head.

As Andie was about to call out Stiles to, once again, thank him for offering to help her, the sight of Allison walking in and realizing the only empty seat was in front of Scott caught her attention.

Maybe she shouldn't find amusement on the others' pain, but that was an interaction she could not miss. The obvious thrill and horror on the ex-couple's face was enough to entertain her and make her forget anything slightly wrong in her life.

"Is this seat...?" Allison started, trying to avoid Scott's eyes at all costs.

"No." He replied too rapidly. "No, no, no. It's all you. All yours." He managed to say while squirming on his own chair. "It's totally vacant."

Suddenly it was sophomore year all over again and Scott couldn't do anything to tone down his feelings for Allison and the girl's discomfort was escalating quickly.

Yes, maybe Andie shouldn't enjoy it so much, but then again, she wasn't the only one when she noticed Stiles sarcastically giving Scott the thumbs up for the 'natural' reaction.

The awkwardness didn't last long enough, however, and was interrupted by everyone's phone ringing at the same time.

Andie grabbed her device and checked the notifications, only to find a single text from an unknown number.

"The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway, leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky, seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness." Said a woman, not much older than her, Andie noticed, as she walked in the classroom. "That is the last line to the first book we are going to read. It is also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones off, everyone."

With a low sigh, Andie put her phone to vibrate and locked the screen. Yeah, sure she was going to turn it off. Last time it happened, her mom tried calling her 14 times and forbade her to ever do it again. The girl had gone to detentions before and she knew it was better than facing an infuriated Helen Flynn.

Apart from that text, English seemed fine. No occurrences, no odd behaviors. Just some dull class filled with notes and readings. And that was enough to shut Andromeda down. Moments like these were profoundly appreciated, moments where she didn't have to worry about the supernatural.

With a small smile on her face, the girl kept writing down and taking notice in everything she could, until the whispers behind her pulled her back.

"Hey, Lydia." She heard Stiles calling. "What is that? Is that from the accident?"

Andie looked behind and noticed a band-aid on her cousin's ankle and frowned.

"You said you were fine." The girl whispered.

"I am." Lydia replied. "Prada bit me."

"Your dog?"

"No, my designer handbag." Lydia rolled her eyes and Andie snorted. "Yes, my dog."

"Has it ever bitten you before?" Stiles asked again, completely ignoring what she had said before.

Lydia just shrugged and Andie furrowed her eyebrows. What was Stiles trying to do?

"Okay. What if it's, like, the same thing as the deer?" He started explaining, his eyes darting from one girl to another. At this point, Andromeda had already given up on the exercises she should be doing. "You know, like, how animals start acting weird right before an earthquake or something?"

"Meaning what?" Lydia turned to him. "There's gonna be an earthquake?"

"Or something." Stiles snapped and the brunette just rolled her eyes. "I just... maybe it means something's coming. Something bad."

"It was a deer and a dog, Stiles." Andie said turning to face him. "Nothing else."

"And what's that thing you say about threes?" Lydia started. "Once, twice..."

Internally, Andie was rolling her eyes. She knew what her cousin was trying to say and also knew she was nowhere close to the saying, but before she could even take a breath to correct the strawberry blonde girl, a loud thud was heard coming from the windows and she turned her head quickly around, jumping a bit, seeing red splattered on the glass.

Furrowing her eyebrows, trying to see a little bit farther, she looked into the horizon, as everyone else disregarded their exercises and paid attention to the window, now stained with blood and feathers. From her peripheral vision, she could see Ms. Blake walk towards the window, completely confused with what was happening.

Very low, there could be heard birds in the background and that was when Andromeda saw it. A flock of crows flying directly to the school, not making any moves to swerve from the glasses. Each second getting closer.

Lydia looked at the windows apprehensive, while Andie couldn't take her eyes off the crows. It was like the accident the night before. She saw it coming, she knew what was going to happen, but she couldn't move, she couldn't blink. Her body shut down and all she could do was watch as crow after crow hit the glass until, finally, they broke through it. Havoc was instated in the classroom. Students ducked and tried to protect themselves, shielding their faces, as the crows swirled around.

Andromeda was still glued to her desk, watching everything happen as if she was out of her body. That couldn't be happening. There was a lot of weird stuff going on in Beacon Hills, but birds flying into classrooms were something out of the ordinary. She felt someone grabbing her wrist and pulling her down, under the desk, with their body shielding hers.

Everything was so hectic that it was hard to understand what was going on or who was with her. And suddenly, just like how it started, it ended. The room fell silent as everyone got up, looking around and seeing the birds all around, dead.

Andie finally got up and took a deep breath, but it didn't take long for her to feel someone's arms around her.

"Hey. Are you ok?" Stiles asked, concern pooling in his eyes.

Andie just nodded, still in somewhat of a shock state.

"You stood there. What were you trying to do, Andie?" he asked her one more time, running his hands over her arms. "Scare the hell out of me?"

As if the indication that he cared about her brought her back, Andromeda looked at the boy and gave him a little smile, a mumbled sorry plea escaping her lips.

"Well, I didn't mean to." she managed to say.

Andie was done.

All she wanted to do was go home and hide under her covers in an attempt to forget that first day back at school. But, of course, she couldn't. Not at the moment.

With all the crazy birds and scratches on the students, the Sheriff Department was involved, along with the EMTs, and even when she tried to say she was fine, Sheriff Stilinski held her back, not allowing her out of his vision. Something along the lines of her parents killing him for not being sure she was safe. That's what you get when the sheriff and your dad went to school together and ended up being friends for life.

All around the classroom, students were being taken care of and whispered amongst themselves, trying to understand how something like that could have happened. Andromeda even heard something about the birds having no sense of self-preservation and like they were sacrificing themselves. With a shrug, she let that sink in. Of course bird suicide was going to happen at any point in this town.

From the corner of her eyes, she could see the sheriff talking to Mr. Argent, a confused expression on both men faces.

"I'm sorry," the sheriff said to the hunter. "I could've sworn I overheard my son talking about how you were an experienced hunter." He finished pointing at Stiles, who looked down, not believing his dad had just said that. With a small shake of head, Andromeda looked at the boy and mentally cursed him, for not being careful enough with what he said around his father.

"Ah, right," she heard Mr. Argent saying after a moment. "Well, not anymore."

With the deputies and EMTs walking around, Andie couldn't keep track of what was going on and what everyone was saying. All she could gather was how shaken everyone was and how no one was seriously injured and, for a moment, she thought everything was going to be just fine.

"We got a serious problem at school." She heard Stiles saying over the phone, probably talking to Scott. "Ms. Blake's class... - Well, no, pretty sure this qualifies for immediate discussion." He said getting frustrated. "Derek's house? What the hell are you doing at – He hung up on me." He finished looking at the brunette.

"Looks like we've got a lot more to care about." Andie said shaking her head. "So... You head to Derek's and give me a ride?"

Stiles just nodded and helped her off the table and lead her out of the building, the problems at hand pressing even more on their heads.