The visions start

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I lay on my front on Scott's bed, reading my notes as Scott lay next to me, resting on his elbow as he read the textbook. I looked at him.

"Scott." I spoke, making him look at me.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"Who's your best friend?" I asked. His eyebrows furrowed.

"You, of course. You're like a sister to me." He chuckled. I smiled.

"Thanks, but I've only been here for two and a half years. Who was your best friend before that?" I asked. Scott shrugged and looked at me.

"Lydia." He stated.

"Yeah but...you guys only became friends in freshman year. Surely you had a best friend before that." I spoke. Scott looked at me and nodded.

"Yeah. I must have done. But I can't remember who." He admitted. My eyebrows furrowed.

"Shouldn't you remember someone so important to you?" I scoffed.

"Yeah, I should. So why don't I?" he asked. I sighed and looked down at my notes. My eyebrows furrowed as a small note was written on the top corner of the page:


I love you – S x


"Scott, did you write this?" I asked, showing him the book.

"No. I don't think Kira would be too happy if I did." He chuckled.

"Okay, but who else would write this? Who else has a name beginning with "S"?" I asked. Scott thought for a moment.

"Stilinski?" he asked.

"But why would he write this in my book?" I scoffed.

"I don't know. Looks like you've got a secret admirer." Scott smirked, giving me a wink. I laughed and jokingly slapped his arm before looking back at it. I sighed.

"Yeah. Or maybe one I don't remember." I spoke.


"My jeep! We need to get to my jeep!" the boy yelled as we sprinted through the parking lot. I panted heavily as we climbed into his jeep and he locked the doors before turning to me.

"Look at me." He gulped. I returned it as I looked at him.

"You're going to forget me." He nodded.

"No, no, I won't." I choked, shaking my head.

"Yes, you will. And that's okay." He responded. I shook my head as a tear left my eye.


I gasped slightly as I came out of my vision. My eyes widened as I realised that I was sat in the middle of the library.

"Y/N." I looked up and gulped as Scott sat opposite me.

"You okay?" he chuckled slightly.

"I don't know, Scott." I shook my head. His eyebrows furrowed and he pushed his chair in more so that he was closer to me.

"What's up?" Scott asked, looking at me worriedly. I gulped and looked at him.

"I keep having visions about this boy...I feel like I know him, but I don't know how." I shook my head.

"What does he look like?" he asked. I tried to picture him in my mind.

"He's got styled brown hair, and these stunning whiskey eyes...beautiful, thin lips...and in every vision, we're sat in a blue jeep, facing each other. All he says is "remember I love you" and then he disappears." I recalled, getting lost in my thoughts.

"Is the jeep a blue 1980 CJ5?" he asked. My eyes widened as I looked at him.

"How did you know that?" I gulped.

"Because that's the jeep that's been sitting in the parking lot for a month now." Scott nodded. My eyes widened.

"I need to see it." I stated as I stood up and grabbed my stuff. Scott looked at me.

"What-why?" he scoffed as he stood up too, following me as I walked out of the library.

"I touch people and get visions. Maybe if I touch this jeep, we'll have an idea of who it belongs to, or what link it has to all this." I nodded.

"That's a long shot, Y/N." Scott sighed. I stopped and looked at him.

"An army of ghost men riding horses have somehow robbed all memories about this person from everyone, but you think that me touching the jeep and therefore bringing on a vision is a long shot?" I scoffed. He opened his mouth to speak but then stopped himself.

"Good point." He chuckled. I nodded and continued walking.

"Where is it?" I mumbled as we walked into the parking lot.

"Just there." Scott nodded, pointing to it. I looked at it and my eyebrows furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Scott asked as I wandered to it and ran my fingertips over the blue hood. I shook my head.

"I don't know, I just...I suddenly feel relaxed. Like whatever link I have with this jeep is a good one. I feel love." I admitted.

"Maybe you had some kind of relationship with whoever owns it." Scott shrugged. I nodded slightly as I looked inside the jeep. My eyes widened.

"Oh my god." I mumbled.

"What?" Scott asked. I stared into the jeep, at the tube of red lip gloss that was sat on the front seat.

"This is mine. I've been looking for it for a month." I gulped.

"Funny. That's how long the jeep has been here for." Scott mumbled. I nodded as I reached into the jeep to grab the lip gloss. My eyes widened and I gasped as I felt a vision coming on as soon as my fingers brushed the tube.


I sat in the jeep, looking in the mirror as I touched up my lip gloss.

"Okay, so it wasn't a wild wolf, it was just Isaac thinking he smelt something that he didn't." the boy sighed as he climbed back into the jeep.

"Uh huh." I mumbled, paying attention to the task at hand. I paused and looked at the boy to see him smirking and biting his lip at me.

"What?" I asked.

"It's like the tenth time today that you've re-applied our lip gloss." He chuckled.

"That's because you keep kissing me and wiping it off." I teased, making him laugh as he leant in.

"Then I'm about to really annoy you, because I'm about to do it again." He spoke, leaning in closer and making me lean back.

"Are you now?" I chuckled.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Don't do it." I laughed.

"I'm gonna do it." He nodded.

"Sti-." I laughed against his lips as he kissed me. I held his face, deepening the kiss as he moved his hands to my waist. He broke the kiss and smiled at me.

"Looks like you'll have to re-apply for the eleventh time today." He smirked as he moved back into the drivers' seat.

"Ass." I chuckled, making him laugh as he turned the keys in the ignition and turned the engine on.


I gasped as I came out of the vision.

"Woah, woah, you okay?" Scott asked, holding me up. I looked at him.

"Yeah. I just...I had a vision. I've been in this jeep several times. But I still don't know who he is." I sighed. Scott returned it.

"I'm sure you'll figure it out." He reassured. I gulped and nodded as I took the tube of lip gloss, the contact not causing anything this time.

"Let's hope so." I mumbled to myself.

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