Sometimes I forget I'm surrounded by wolves or were-coyotes. Who would've thought there were were-coyotes anyway? I mean come on, who came up with that. I'm insane this is all just a dream; I swear it has to be. I'm not even real; I'm still in a coma from the Peter attack. Oh god I can't breathe..breathe Lydia breathe..
"Lydia? Are you okay..?" I can't tell if she's genuinely worried or just saying it to seem civil but I answer with a simple nod. Maybe this is my way out of hanging out with her; sometimes I'm thankful for my panicky self.
"I just don't feel very good; if it's okay with you I might just go home. If you need a ride you can call me but I'm going to go home and rest in the meantime." I say it all too quick and mumbling some of it.
"That's fine, Lydia. I hope you get to feelin' better, get some rest," She gets out of the car and sticks her head in the window, "thanks for the ride by the way, you're the best." This is what any member of the pack says when I do something for them. They probably don't really mean it but I guess it's the thought that counts.
"It's no problem Malia. Thank you for being so understanding. Bye!" I say with a reassuring smile and she gives one back and waves before walking up to the apartment doors. Whew now that that's over what shall I do.
I decide to go to the mall because I need to pick up some shampoo and conditioner. Might as well do some clothes shopping as well. I just have to avoid Starbucks at all costs because that's where Stiles works. I put in my headphones and turned on my favorite song, Semi-Automatic by Twenty One Pilots. Aside from the new All Time Low album because that whole album is my favorite.
Humming along to the song ringing in my ears, I walk into the Beacon Hills mall. Bath and Body Works is where I head first. They have the best hygiene products in my opinion. After checking out I head over to Hot Topic and pick up a new beanie and a leather jacket. That's when I hear a small familiar voice behind me talking to another familiar voice.
"I don't know Scott, maybe I should get the My Chemical Romance shirt. Today's their anniversary by the way," I hear a fake little crying noise, "Never forget." Oh Kira. She's great really; I just wish she didn't always look at me like I'm in pain. Allison would've loved Kira, sure she was around her sometimes but she didn't really know her like I do.
I try sneaking out by putting on my new beanie and putting all my hair in it. I don't feel like turning down another offer of hanging out again. I'm on the brink of escaping when I hear a squeal.
"LydIA?!" I slowly turn around and clench my jaw. Damn, I was so close. Kira runs over to me and hugs me immediately, greeting her with a sweet smile. Oh sweet little Kira she always cheers me up. I just wish she would hang out with me without having Malia around, if only.
"Hey Lyds," Scott walks over and hugs me quickly, "Stiles said you were driving Kira to Peter's house. How'd that go?" He knows I don't like Malia and that I have feelings for Stiles. Just like Allison would know, they are so similar. Kira knows too she knew right away, so they don't get hurt when I turn down their offers. I'm thankful for that, I honestly love them and I miss them so much.
"Eh, fine, I almost had a panic attack because Malia kept calling me Lyds. You know how I only let you two and Stiles call me that. She could tell I was getting stressed but she didn't know why, so I bolted the first chance I got." I give them a sad smile and they both have sympathetic looks on their faces.
"Aww, Lyds it's gonna be okay. Stiles misses you maybe Malia will be cut out." He whispers the last part because he thinks Kira won't like it. But she nods in agreement, surprisingly.
"You're literally the queen, Lyds, you got this you can take a coyote I mean really." Kira says quietly like Stiles or Malia will walk in at any time. God, they're great. What would I do without them?
"Thanks guys," I laugh a little bit, "I don't know what I'd do without you guys."
"Crash and burn." They both say in unison. I laugh even harder because of the remark I just used on Stiles merely two hours ago.
"Probably to be honest." It's just the truth; I don't know how I'd handle this life if I didn't have them.
We all walk down to a table at a store nearby and sit down. I'd love to just catch up with them for even five minutes. I miss these conversations, I miss conversations in general. Ones that don't have to do with how much people feel sorry for me and my loss of my best friend, but here in front of me I have two best friends and I realize then, everything will be okay.
"So Scott and I are having a movie night tonight and we were going to invite you and Stiles." Kira says excitedly she radiates happiness so I automatically smile without thinking about it.
"But what about Malia?" I say exactly what's on my mind. Nice thing about trusting people, you can speak your mind without getting judged or having second thoughts.
"We weren't going to invite her, just you and Stiles." Scott says quickly as if he couldn't get it out of his mouth fast enough. Movie night with my three favorite people sounds pretty great.
"Yeah that'd be great then," I say kind of feeling rude but eh it's whatever, "I can't wait." Kira and I squeal at the same time, both ecstatic for this double "date". One day we will actually have one.
Kira and I run around to different stores picking out cute outfits for tonight. Meanwhile Scott talks to Stiles about it and how it'd be better if Malia wasn't there. Hopefully everything goes well. I get this cute little outfit, a plaid skirt with a blouse that says 'May the Force Be with You.' In honor to the movie night and my love for Star Wars. Finally we meet up with Scott at the table where it all started.
"It went great, he smiled as soon as I said Lydia and no Malia. So, that must mean something, right?" Oh wow, I really didn't expect that. Maybe I do have a chance.
"So Stiles will pick you up at 7:40 plan to stay the night because it's gonna go really late, okay?" Kira chirped in like it was the best news ever, which it was.
"Okay, see you guys then!" And with that I smile and turn around to go home and get ready. I look at my phone, 4:59, I have about 2 hours till the best time I've had in a while. This is going to be great.
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Summertime Sadness
FanfictionLydia plans on doing nothing the last summer of highschool. Avoid Stiles at all costs, but things never turn out the way she wants, huh? *All the characters and main story lines belong to Jeff Davis*