I wake up at 5:00a.m. and roll out of bed -literally- and make my way over to the closet, feeling around in the dark. I get there and flip on the lights. I put on a pair of dark blue jeans with a holes in the knees shorts along with my pocket chain and a fitted red t-shirt with black lace on the edges. I go to the back and pick out a pair of black patten leather timberlands. I walk out of the room and into my bathroom. I put on foundation and all that good stuff along with some light eye-shadow and black liquid eyeliner. I leave my natural wavy hair to do it's thing but tame it a little bit with some moose and hairspray. I walk into Lydia's room and see her sitting at her vanity
"Good. You're ready." She says and stands up then grabs her purse. We walk down stairs and head into the kitchen. I smell something amazing.
"What is that glorious aroma?" I ask
Lydia smiles then says,
"My mom made breakfast." we continue to walk. We make our way to kitchen and I see pancakes and syrup and jelly and butter and Orange juice
"Wow" I whisper to myself. Lydia and I walk over and take a seat. We both grab plates and devour the stack of pancakes. By the time we get ready and eat, it's 6:45 and we leave. I grab my book bag along with Lydia's, and we head out. I walk to her car and toss our stuff in the back. She puts on some music as we drive.
"Do you need me to come to the office with you and get your schedule?" She asks
"Uh, No. I think I got it." I say.
"Feel free to text me if you need anything." she says
"Okay but don't get offended if I text Liam before I text you for help. He is in my grade." I say.
"So how are things with you two?" she asks
"What do you mean?"
"Haven't you noticed?"
"What?"
"He's totally In to you!" she says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"What? No he's not." I say in disbelief.
"Yes he is! I caught him checking you out FOUR times! This is only your third day here. And he hasn't even seen you yet today." she answers
"Well I don't know why. I'm nothing special to look at." I say slightly annoyed.
"Oh shut up. You're beautiful. And I bet you're gonna get hit on at least 10 times today."
"Why?" I ask as we pull into a parking spot. Lydia grabs our bags and hands mine to me, then says,
"You're fresh meat." slinging her bag over her shoulder and we get out of the car. I walk up the concrete steps I squat down and fix my sock. Then I here a cat call. I turn around, relieved to see Stiles.
"Thank God it was only you. I thought it was some idiot that I have punch before I even get in the school." I say taking my back pack of my shoulder and resting it against my arm and torso looking for Olivia's shorts.
"By the way, Here." I say tossing them to the girl standing in between Scott and Stiles. Then walk away pulling Lydia along with me. I hear her yell,
"Why did you have my shorts?" then, in a quieter tone, probably talking to Stiles or Scott she asks,
"Why did she have my shorts?"
YOU ARE READING
Bitten- teen wolf
RandomLydia has a little cousin, this little cousin likes causing trouble Not on purpose of course, it's just kind of part of her personality Okay so this is the second fan fiction I had ever written and that was about four years ago, and the writing is...