Still ▸ Teen Wolf [Book Two]

forty three ; still beating

you guys are going to be nice and not comment that its liam in the gif. okay. thank you. also, this is a very intense chapter about halfway through, so if you're one of those people that needs music when reading, i suggest putting on beyonce's new version of crazy in love.

yes, the 50 shades of grey one.

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FORTY THREE;

STILL BEATING

"Face or body?"

Sage raised her eyebrows at the girl's question, a neon blue paint brush held in her hands as she gave a vibrant grin that shined in the UV light. The blonde paused for a moment, mouth opening before she took a small glance back to see if any of her friends were behind her. The moment that they got to the loft a few minutes ago the blonde quickly directed herself near the alcohol and downed a cup before walking over to the painter. What she saw when she turned around gave her the answer she needed, swallowing hard as she watched a girl come up to her ex-boyfriend and kiss him on the cheek. Stiles didn't seem very against the idea either, sending Scott and Kira a surprised look before moving to chase after the person that kissed him.

The blonde looked back at the woman and began unbuttoning her flannel. "Body."

The painter gave another grin, this one much wider than the first when Sage announced she wanted the paint on her body. The whole black light party was incredible, something that she was going to have to give Danny props to. Even though it's a bit old school, the way that he, and the twins, flawlessly executed it had her questioning if this place was actually her loft or just another rave. As she took one last glance around, she realized that Derek could never know about this.

"I'm going to go with all of the colors!" the woman shouted over the blasting music, gesturing towards Sage's clothes before tightening her grip on the paintbrush. "Your clothes are white, so it'll help make you glow a bit more!"

Sage didn't know what else to do but nod, grabbing a hold of the cup of alcohol that she brought over considering she knew this whole thing would take a few minutes. Her entire outfit consisted of white clothing, something that only happened due to the fact that she wasn't one for much bright coloring like pink or orange, unlike her two best friends, Allison and Lydia. A tight bralette exposed enough of her chest and all of stomach for the painter to draw exquisitely intricate designs forming from her shoulders and all the way down to the edging of her high-waisted white shorts. Already, she could the neon blue and pink blending together on her body while the woman tied a bright yellow into the mix as she laced coloring all down her arms.

"Hey," she called over the music, trying to catch Sage's attention. "Can you put your hair up for me so that I can put some designs and lipstick on your face?"

Sage gave another nod, quickly grabbing all of her hair and bundling it up into a frizzed, messy bun so that all of it was out of the way. The woman ended up reaching for a white paint, telling Sage to close her eyes so that she could splatter it in the messiest way possible, and then the woman grabbed a hold of the florescent pink lipstick so she could put it on the blonde.

"Alright, sweetheart," the woman announced once she was finished, Sage opening her eyes and glancing down at her body to see that there was color all up and down her, some of it getting on her white clothes and only making her skin brighter. "You're all done! Now, go find someone to dance with."

Sage smiled back at the woman with her vibrant lips. "Thanks."

The woman waved it off, returning back to her paint and leaving Sage alone in a crowd of glowing teenagers and cheep alcohol. She let out a small huff to prepare herself before moving her white converse, knowing that she was going to regret wearing them when she was forced to get all of the paint off tomorrow morning. However, right now, she just wanted to get drunk.