Chapter: Eight
Things have been going well for Lydia, it's been two weeks since she moved to Beacon Hills and she had new friends and she had a job that she was just starting. She would hangout with Lyla and Allison almost everyday and it was probably the most fun she's had since she moved.
She also had had training with Stiles after hours at the icecream shop which started with him showing her how to do everything and would end with him sending her out with a waffle cone Cotton Candy icecream which has quickly become another favorite of hers and a free small bag of popcorn.
She thinks she's really made a great friend in Stiles. She's very happy to have met someone like him and she's absolutely psyched to work with him.
It was Friday night and she was blasting music in her room while texting the groupchat which consisted of everyone she's met.
Allison: what are we doing tonight?
Isaac: video games
Stiles: agreed
Scott: same
Allison: NO! Let's do something
Lyla: im down
Lydia: we'd have to sneak out, it's 11pm
Allison: a little teenage rebellion never killed anyone
Stiles: uh it could kill ME!! My dad is the sherrif incase anyone forgot.
Isaac: shut up stiles
Scott: shut up stiles
Allison: shut up stiles
Stiles: if my dad kills me, it's on your idiot asses
Allison: MEET AT THE HIDEOUT!!
Stiles: forget my dad killing me, DEREK IS GOING TO MURDER ALL OF US
Lyla: derek?
Lydia: who's derek?
Isaac: ... you idiots haven't told them who derek is? ಠ_ಠ
Scott: oops
Allison: oh you'll meet him ladies
Stiles: we're gonna die :/
Scott: shut up stiles!
Stiles: scott (ง'̀-'́)ง
Scott: you'd lose, dont get your ass beat
Stiles: ... I hate it here, bye.
Allison: BE THERE STILES OR ITS YOUR ASS
Stiles: OKAY DAMN
My door swung open and Lyla was standing full clothed.
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Orphic ☞︎ Stydia [1]
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