The Strawberry Blonde~~Lydia Martin

2.6.1

I lean over, out of breath outside of the McCall house where everyone was now outside and looking at me confused. "What...did I...miss?" I huff out, looking between all of them. Derek just shakes his head, running off while Boyd takes care of Isaac and Erica, Erica who had her eyes wide open, like she was paralyzed and Isaac who was passed out. I look between the others, Allison, Scott and Stiles looking between each other in shock and also glancing at me while Lydia stared at me with an unreadable expression, yet I could see she had been crying.

"We'll explain everything on the ride. Come on, we have to go find the Kanima" Scott says. He turns to look at Allison. "Take Lydia home" "Wait, wait" I quickly say, and they all turn to look at me. "I think I'm gonna go with Allison and I'll catch up with you guys, okay?" They give each other skeptical looks before agreeing and Scott and Stiles rush over to Stiles' Jeep while Allison continues to look me over curiously, though I ignore her, walking towards Lydia.

"Come on, let's get you home" I hold my hand out towards her but she ignores it, avoiding my gaze and storms towards the car, climbing into the passengers seat. I turn to look at Allison who shrugs, climbing into the backseat, meaning she wanted me to drive. I shrug, getting into the drivers seat, sending Allison a worried look before backing out of the driveway and driving towards Lydia's house. I had only been there once, of course, when she had that party that first weekend Allison and I moved. It's funny how so much has changed since then.

Lydia was too busy staring out the side window, not even once glancing over at me which was kind of frustrating. It's exactly what I was talking about earlier. She doesn't even take my feelings into account. She does things for her own benefit. And Allison just kept staring out the side window as well which meant it was gonna be a quiet ride, which I also didn't want. So, I turn on the radio, flipping through the stations until I stop on a Rock station which was playing "Campus" by Vampire Weekend.

I nod my head along to the song, occasionally whistling along with it, obviously ignoring the tension in the car. Seriously though, what did I miss when I was stuck with Harris, the ass who decided to keep me five million hours later. It's not my fault I know how to deal with his snide remarks. I just have amazing comebacks. I can't help that. Eventually, we make it to Lydia's and I park in her driveway to see she had actually turned her head to look at us. Well, Allison. Close enough though, I guess.

Allison had moved to the middle seat and was now leaning forward. She takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts as I just sit awkwardly, waiting for my turn to talk to Lydia. Trust me, I've had a lot of time to think over my conversation with Lydia. Well, how I was hoping it would go. I had to give myself some pep talks and all, one time even saying it out loud on accident which received a raised eyebrow from Harris but I could care less about what he thought honestly. As for the other kid, who I nicknamed "Mini Miguel", he was actually a really good listener, so, totally opposite of the actual Miguel, but he was really helping me out with the whole thing as well.

I had him pretend to be Lydia for a little bit, and then we switched, just so I could see how he thought I should talk to her. Not gonna lie, I did have a pretty good Lydia impression, though I wasn't gonna tell her that. Allison gives Lydia a serious look as Lydia looks at her expectantly, having turned her body so she was more comfortable to look at Allison. "I need you to promise that you won't say anything about what just happened." Allison starts off. "I'll promise not to say anything about what just happened if you can tell me what the hell just happened" Lydia exclaims.

"I'd personally like to know too" I chime in, receiving glares from both of them. "Uh, or not. I'll just be here" I wave it off, tapping my fingers against the steering wheel. "It's-It's kind of complicated" Allison stutters out which receives a scoff from Lydia. "Well, how 'bout you start with, why was Derek there? Or where Jackson went, or what is wrong with Erica?" Lydia starts questioning. I glance back at Allison who was struggling to think of something to say and frown sympathetically. I couldn't answer since I wasn't even there which meant the pressure was on her.