"why her?"
In which a girl who was obsessed with Teen Wolf dies and gets Reborn as 𝙷𝙴𝚁.
Si-Allison x multi
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She is a mess but she is a masterpiece ~Atticus
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Allison's POV I woke up to an alarm blaring in my ear. I turned to the side to turn it off but then I realized that this is not my room. I look around me until I saw my reflection in the mirror— "AHHHHH"
No. No No No No No. I can't be her.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't hate Allison or anything, I just preferred Lydia over her.
My door is forced open and I flinched out of habit, JR Bourne-well Chris Argent, walks in, "What happened? I heard a scream" He looked around the room as if scanning the area for danger.
"Sorry Chr-dad, I just woke up to a spider on my pillow" I made up quickly.
He sighs, "Alright sweetie, just tell me when you ready to leave"
"Leave for what?" I asked confused.
"School, I have to come with you to fill out the transfer forms" He said.
So that means I am at the very beginning of the series. "Okay" I sighed. I mean at least my name is still Allison.
He left as I got up and looked around. There were a lot of boxes, nothing was unpacked other than the bed, dresser, and desk.
I decided to take a quick shower since I used to take one before school every morning. That and I just feel weird being in her body. When I was looking in the mirror, brushing my teeth, I noticed that I had a dark brown eye and the other was my eye color from my old body, pure hazel. I am now shorter too, Crystal Reed was around 5'8 and now I stand at about 5'4 - 5'5.
I wonder what else is going to be different.
I went back to my bedroom I realized that I had to find clothes until I saw an outfit perfectly folded on her dresser. It consisted of this really cute green leather jacket, a blue scarf, black jeans, a white fitted t-shirt, and instead of the heels she had out, combat boots were the way to go, they were comfortable and I was able to run in them and lets not forget comfortable. Wearing heels for seven hours? Yeah, I'll pass.
I changed and went downstairs and tried to find the kitchen, which if remembered correctly from the show, was connected to the dining room and the dining room is right next to the stairs. I found Chris in there.
