ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

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"I'm gonna buy it, then I'm gonna burn it."

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"Nothing is wrong, I promise you both... I just have a lot on my mind." Allison sighs as the three girls walk into Macey's to shop for dresses.

"You could at least smile. Ever heard of the saying, 'never frown, someone could be falling in love with you smile?'" Lydia asks with a smile, making Allison turn to her.

"Smile, Allison. I'm buying you a dress." Lydia hums.

"How come you're not telling Charlotte to smile?" Allison asks.

"She's frowning because I convinced her to buy a dress." Lydia sighs.

"I'm gonna buy it, then I'm gonna burn it." Charlotte nods, making Lydia playfully roll her eyes.

"Burn your dress, and I'll burn your hair products." Lydia tells the Lynx, who looks at the redhead with wide eyes.

"You bitch." Charlotte shakes her head, making Lydia chuckle at her.

"At least you're coming to formal, I didn't think you would." Allison smiles at Charlotte.

"Her fault." Charlotte points at Lydia, who looks at her with raised eyebrows.

"Lydia's fault." Charlotte corrects, making Lydia smile in satisfaction.

"So, Lydia, who are you going to the dance with?" Allison asks.

"Someone from the LacCrosse team, why?" Lydia asks.

"You're not going with him." Allison shakes her head, making Charlotte and Lydia look at her in confusion.

"What?" Lydia asks.

"You're gonna ditch whoever you were going with, and you're going with somebody else." Allison smiles innocently.

"Who?" Charlotte asks, making Allison smirk at her.

"Him." Allison stands near the perfume stand, making the two girls quickly turn.

Charlotte purses her lips a little when she sees Stiles standing there, coughing when he accidentally sprays his face with make up.

"Ohh, that's sneaky." Charlotte nods.

"Don't be too jealous, Charlotte." Allison mutters, making the Lynx turn to her with furrowed eyebrows.

"I am not-" Charlotte starts, but Allison quickly turns to Lydia before she can finish her sentence.

"Don't frown, Lydia. Someone could be falling in love with your smile." Allison smirks, making Charlotte raise her eyebrows.

Lydia hums, sending one glance to Charlotte before she walks over to Stiles, who smiles at her in greeting.

"I swear, a month ago, you were telling Lydia how awesome Stiles is." Allison hums as herself and Charlotte look around for dresses.

"Yeah, but I've been told the he doesn't like her like that..." Charlotte trails, looking at Lydia and Stiles as they walk around the place, Stiles carrying a pile of dresses.

"You're seriously gonna look me in the eye, and tell me you're not jealous." Allison raises her eyebrows, making Charlotte turn to her.

"I'm not jealous." Charlotte tells her, making Allison smirk.

"Liar." She hums, making Charlotte scoff.

"Oh hey, this one will look nice on you." Charlotte holds up a dress and puts it near Allison's body.

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