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Freaky Friday at Beacon Hills High ch3Derek pulled the door closed behind him with a slam and let out an exasperated sigh. Subconsciously he strained to hear Stiles’ footfalls moving down the street but could hear nothing beyond some shuffling feet past the end of the hallway. He dragged a hand across his face lamenting the dull human senses he had to work with. He sniffed the air. Dinner was cooking but weather it was ready, what it was and where Stiles’ father was in the house eluded him. The familiar itching frustration that had been plaguing his mind sparked in him and it took all his strength not to punch the wall (he had learned earlier that day that all it brought was bruised knuckles). Derek had never been a human before and the sensation was almost suffocating. He felt smothered; unable to hear a heartbeat, even his own, unable to smell intentions, unable to feel the movement of those around him.
“Stiles?” came a call and Derek followed the noise as best he could. He walked down the front h
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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