Would guys want a playlist? Also no silent readers pls.
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BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL:
"ATTENTION students, this is your principal. I know you're all wondering about the incident that occurred last night on one of our buses. While the police work to determine what happened, classes will proceed as usual."
Aaliyah groaned and tossed her head back against her locker, "I better not die."
Lydia looked at her in amusement, "Why would you die?" she just finished fixing her lipgloss as she looked into the mirror that was hung up in her locker.
"'Cause we're basically in a horror movie Lyds and I'm black so that means I'll die first." the demigod informed her best friend, who laughed in response.
Lydia suddenly gasped, "I'm not a virgin so I'll die as well." she fake sulked, "but wait, what about using your powers?" she asked in a hushed tone, quickly spinning around hoping no one heard.
But only some students stared at the two with lust-filled eyes as they walked passed.
Aaliyah paused for a moment, before she realised, "Oh shit, yeah." she sometimes forgets that she had huge waves of electricity surging through her veins, enough to power a third world country.
Lydia smirked wickedly and flicked her ear, "Idiot."
The Jones girl hissed at the contact, swatting her best friend's hands away, "Bitch."
"Love you too." They giggled as they made their way to their chemistry class.
Aaliyah prayed that Mr Harris was in a good mood because she didn't have the patience to deal with his snide remarks, but at least she had her new beats headphones so she didn't have to hear him drawl on about meaningless things.
Once they entered the classroom, a wave of silence hit the students as the two best friends walked through, no one seemed to speak up until they found their seats.
Lydia usually sat in the middle of the room, wanting to attract more attention.
Whilst Aaliyah sat in the back corner, wanting to be left the fuck alone.
She shot Stiles with a small smile as she walked passed and sat in her designated seat.
The Stilinski boy's eyes widened, don't freak out, don't freak out, he grinned to himself.
Scott laughed lowly at the small interaction, it slightly lightened his mood since he still hadn't seen Allison today and he worried that something bad happened to her.
