My eyes darted around the halls of school, as my hands remained tightly gripped to the papers Malia had given me this morning. She said it was a copy of a book called The Dread Doctors and that all of us had to read it. Apparently it had something to do with the chimeras that were rapidly popping up around Beacon Hills. 

The events from last night were still etched in my brain, but I had to play on that I was okay. I had promised Stiles I wouldn't tell Scott, so I couldn't let anyone else know what had happened either.

A locker slamming beside me caused me to jump. "Hey, are you alright?"

I turned to look at Liam who had a worried expression on his face.

I nodded, giving him a forced smile, "Yeah." I whispered,  "I just...didn't sleep very well." I lied.

He didn't look convinced, but didn't push any further. "Okay, I'll see you in class I guess."

I nodded as he walked towards the classroom. Taking a deep breath, I opened my locker and grabbed the books I would need. My heart pounded in my chest as I looked around the school, the memory of Stiles and I running for our lives making an appearance.

"Snap out of it." I whispered to myself as I closed my eyes, trying to erase everything from my mind.

I felt my heart rate accelerate as the warning bell rang out through the halls. With one final calming breath I made my way into first period.

I felt Liam's eyes on me as I sat down in the seat in front of him. I ignored his stares and pull out my books, opening my notebook, allowing my pencil to hover over the page. My hands were shaking, and it was obvious. I dropped my pencil, bringing my hands to my sides. 

"Okay class, today we are going to be discussing World War II and The Normandy Invasion." I immediately felt myself zone out as Mr. Yukimura began speaking.

"I know she's in here Stiles. The girl who was with you at the station, Sydney."

"After I kill you, I'm going to kill her, and then your father"

Donovan's voice filled my head, every threat he had made sending chills down my spine.

"Sydney!"

I was pulled out of my thoughts as Liam's voice filled my ears. I spun around to face him, my eyes filled with shock. "What?" I snapped, more harshly than I had intended.

He didn't respond, but instead pointed to the front where Mr. Yukimura stood, an expectant look on his face. "Can you answer my question?" he asked, giving me a slightly worried, slightly annoyed look.

My face turned red, as he repeated the question. "When did D-Day take place?"

"June 6th, 1944." I answered, slumping down into my seat, embarrassment consuming me.

"Correct, now does anybody know..." I tuned him out once again, my thoughts travelling elsewhere.

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I tapped my foot anxiously as I read further into the Dread Doctors books. Each and every word captivating and terrifying me all at the same time.

"Where did you get that?" I  looked up at Scott who stood in front of me, a slightly angered look on his face.

"Malia," I answered, "She said we all had to read it."

Scott's eyes darkened as he pulled the book from my hand, "All of us doesn't include you." He snapped.

"Why not?" I demanded, standing up.

"Because, it's dangerous and I don't want you getting hurt." Scott shot back, stomping into the kitchen to, no doubt, hide the book from me. 

I felt my blood begin to boil. "Stop treating me like a child Scott! I'm 16!" I snapped.

"Sydney, I'm not arguing with you right now," my brother sighed, making for the front door,  "I have to go."

"How long is it going to take you to realize I'm capable of taking care of myself." I questioned, crossing my arms over my chest in anger. 

"When you stop acting like you're invincible." Scott snipped, "Do you think I like having to worry about you every time you leave the house?"

"You're not dad, Scott!" I yelled,  "So stop acting like it!"

My brother shook his head, "I'm not trying to be dad! I'm trying to stop you from getting killed!"

I scoffed as I sat back down on the couch, anger filling every part of my body.

"I'm going to Eichen House," Scott announced, his voice quieter but still full of anger,  "I'll be back later." 

"Yeah that's a great idea!" I spat as he slammed the front door.

I ran my hands through my hair, letting out a sigh of frustration. Scott and I hardly fought, but when we did it wasn't a small fight.

The doorbell ringing caused me to move from my spot on the couch. I didn't even bother looking out the window to see who it was, before I pulled it open. A shocked look covered my face as I came face to with Liam. "What are you doing here?" I demanded. 

"Scott asked me to come and keep an eye on you." he answered, pushing past me so he was in the house.

"Of course he did." I muttered, slamming the door as I followed Liam into the living room. He took a seat on the couch and I sat down in the chair across from him, watching with angry eyes. "I don't need you looking after me." I grumbled.

He nodded slowly, "I'll leave if you tell me what has you so freaked out." he bargained. 

I stared him down, waiting for him to relinquish his question. When he didn't, I shrugged, "I'm fine." I lied. 

Liam rolled his eyes, "Sydney, I know something happened. I know you better than you think I do."

I leaned back in the chair, crossing my arms over my chest, "What makes you think I would tell you anyway?" I questioned, watching as hurt flashed across Liam's features. Guilt immediately consumed me, "I'm sorry." I muttered, "I just-"

Liam cut me off, "I get it." he mumbled, "We broke up, you don't have to talk to me, you're right."

I looked to him with sad eyes, and it took everything in me not to spill all my emotions to him right then and there. Instead of doing that, I stood up and approached the television, "Wanna watch a movie?" I asked, trying to diffuse the situation.

A small laugh came from Liam's lips as he nodded, "Sure."