Chapter 14

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Lydia and Alannah are walking out the doors of Beacon High School when Allison and Stiles come up behind them grabbing onto them. 

"What the hell are you doing?" Lydia questions.

 "Study group." Stiles states.

"Not with you!" Alannah scuffs before detaching herself from Stiles. 

"Alannah, I know you're still upset with me but you're gonna have to get over it" Stiles snaps at her as they were in a hurry.

 Alannah's eyes widen in shock at his outburst before she is reluctantly allowing Stiles to guide her out of the parking lot again. 

"Fine, dad." she mocks. 

Stiles gives her a warning look. 

Her scolding was hot to him.

 "If we're doing a study group, why don't we just stay in the library." Lydia questions. 

"Because we're meeting with somebody else." Stiles informs the girls. 

"Why can't they just meet us in the library?" Alannah then questions.

 "Oh, that would've been a great idea. Too late." Stiles shrugs as he and Allison continue to push the girls forward. 

"Okay, hold on." Lydia starts but Jackson appears in front of the girls. 

He grabbed Lydia's arm harshly telling her to "Shut up and walk."

 "Asshole" Alannah whispers to herself, causing Stiles to chuckle. 

Everyone was ushered into Stiles' jeep.


When they make it to Scott's house Alannah turns to Allison asking, "If we're studying at Scott's house, then where's Scott?"

 Once they make their way into Scott's house, Stiles quickly closes and locks the door behind them.

 "Totally not weird." Alannah mumbles. 

"Uh, there's been a few break-ins around the neighborhood." Stiles explains himself. 

Spotting a chair near the door he moves it so that it is blocking the door handle as well. 

"And a murder. Yeah, it was bad." he states.

 Jackson asks if Alannah and Lydia can follow him up the stairs. 

The girls exchange a look with each other before shrugging their shoulders and following him up the stairs.

 "You never gave me back my key." Jackson starts out as they stand in Scott's bedroom. 

Lydia gasps, "What? Wh-y-your key? That's what you wanted to talk about?" 

"Why didn't you give it back?" he continues to press. 

"Are you kidding me? I was attacked by some lunatic who bite me and Alannah. A lunatic who, by the way, still hasn't been caught. I spent two days freaked out of my mind walking around the woods naked, all of my friends are acting like total but-cases, sorry Alannah, and you expect me to be worried about some stupid key?" Lydia rips into him. 

Jackson ignores her rant and raises his eyebrow, "So do you have the key or not?" Lydia glares at him, "No." 

"Jackson stop being such a jerk." Alannah chimes in, having enough of Jackson's behavior.

 "You're lying to me." Jackson ignores Alannah, focusing solely on Lydia. 

"Where's my key? It was you, wasn't it? You edited the tape." 

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