Chapter 32

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"Good morning love." Lydia greets her best friend by her car as Alannah had just arrived to Beacon Hills High School.

 "Morning." Alannah smiles, placing a light kiss on Lydia's cheek.

 "So I take it you are back with Stiles." Lydia questions taking in her friend's appearance.

 "Um no. I told you yesterday that that wasn't gonna happen." Alannah reminds her.

 "Then why are you wearing his flannel?" Lydia questions. 

Looking down at her outfit Alannah realizes she is in fact wearing Stiles' old flannel she had stolen from him back when they were dating.

Alannah and her outfit:

Alannah and her outfit:

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 "Oh my god." She gasps, rushing to unbutton it.

 "Woah, woah. It's 8 am, save the strip tease for tonight." Lydia jokes. 

"I can't be seen in this." Alannah panics taking it off. 

"Tell me you have a spare jacket or sweater in your car." Alannah speaks.

 "Your lucky. I do." Lydia smirks walking back to her own car with Alannah following. 

The blonde shivers in just her tank top, it's pretty chilly out this morning. 

Lydia pulls out one of her jackets from her trunk. 

"Thank you." Alannah smiles appreciatively. 

"Anything for my best friend." Lydia states sarcastically causing the girls to giggle as they walk up the stairs of Beacon Hills. 

Word had gotten around over summer that the blonde is now single, so several boys give her a lustful once over as she walks the halls with Lydia. 

The blonde is completely oblivious to it all laughing at a text she got from Taylor telling her to have a good first day being back in boring high school. 

"Who's got you laughing?" Lydia questions. 

"Oh, just Taylor." Alannah smiles.

 "Tell your hot brother I said hi!" Lydia waves as they part way for their first class. 

"Hey!" Alannah exclaims grossed out by the fact that her best friend finds her brother hot.


In history class Stiles sits watching the back of Alannah's head. 

He can't believe she showed up last night. 

He hates the fact that Scott and Malia just had to have been there.

 "Hey, Alannah!" he whispers. 

"What?!" she whispers harshly wanting to actually pay attention to the lecture.

 "About last night.." he starts. 

"Stiles, that was a mistake. Sorry." Alannah states before turning back in her seat listening to Mr. Yukimura. 

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