LUCKY BRA KIND OF NIGHT

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MOTEL CALIFORNIA

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Carson gets up, walking off the bus to be met with a very sketchy motel. Like 80s slasher type sketchy.

"This is like that movie we saw," she looks at Isaac.

"Oh, yeah, definitely," he chuckles.

"What movie?" Allison asks.

"The one where the murderer kills everybody," she frowns.

"Specifically teenagers," Isaac adds.

"Nice, guys, very comforting," Stiles looks over.

Coach speaks up, announcing, "Listen up! The meet's been pushed 'til tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and the least amount of good judgement when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves! You'll be pairing up-- choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants! Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

"Coach, can I get a room to myself? Please?"

"Sure."

Carson goes to grab the key for herself, before seeing Lydia's face.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't like this place," she responds.

"I don't think the people that own this place like this place. It's just for a night," Allison chuckles.

"A lot can happen in one night."

"Well I haven't had a bad feeling, so I think we're okay."

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"So what's up with you and Stiles? He kept looking at you, more than normal," Allison asks.

"Uh, he went on this rant last night. Kinda told me he was in love with me again," she mumbles, changing into her pajamas.

"Oh is that why you're wearing your lucky bra? Scandalous," Lydia smirks.

"It was the first bra I could find this morning. That's all," she laughs.

"You were going to a track meet in a thin lacy bra? I hate to break it to you but your boobs aren't small enough for that lie to work."

"Yeah okay, tell us more," Allison puts her head in her hands.

"Well, it was the other night, when Derek... you know. I went to talk to him and he sort of told me."

"Did you say it back?" Allison asks.

"Did you want to?" Lydia follows.

"I didn't get to say anything, and I'm not sure," she responds. "I kissed him though."

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