Lyra Gray wanted a fresh new start in a normal town where she could forget the tragic accident that had caused her months of grief. However, Beacon Hills was far from normal.
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*·༘ ➳〔 ʜᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜɴᴄʜᴇꜱ 〕 ࿐ ࿔*:
Her mind was scrambled like egg.
Derek's second near-death experience brought back unwanted memories of her parents which caused her to miss her most of her sleep. She spent her days like a zombie fresh out of the grave. The only thing she was looking forward to was her lunch with Allison.
"Hey, you have some chocolate there." Lyra said pointing at the corners of Allisons mouth. Just as she was about to speak again Jackson sat down next to the raven-haired girl.
She had never talked to him before but she knew who he was. The entire school knew who he was. Blue eyes, chiselled cheeks, sharp jawline, broad shoulder and acts like an extremely self-centred buffoon.
"Here let me." He said while wiping the chocolate off and gave a stupid grin. Lyra rolled her eyes meanwhile Allison just laughed.
"Thanks. You want the bite?" Allison said moving a little closer to him. Jacksons face fell as she asked him. "What?"
"Do you want a bite?" Allison repeated waving the cookie in his face. He noticed what she meant and chuckled. "Oh, no thanks." He refused, shaking his head.
"Well if you don't want it I'll-" Lyra took a piece of the cookie and shoved it in her mouth, "have it." she said locking eyes with Allison. She just smiled at Lyra and shrugged her shoulders indicating that she had no idea why Jackson interrupted their lunch.
"Are you doing okay? I mean since the other night?" Allison turning her attention back to boy beside her. Jackson shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he heard her question. At the question, Lyra moved closer to them, oblivious as to what happened the other night.
"Better than I thought I would be."
"Wait, what happened the other night?" Lyra asked, inserting herself into the conversation.
"Well me, Jackson, Lydia, Stiles-" she paused and exhaled a breath, "and Scott were trapped in school while Derek literally tried to kill us." Her heart jumped at the mention of Derek. She wondered if the night she helped Derek as the same night they were attacked.
