STILES
Scott and I are up here, we'll text if we see Peter anywhere
Just keep an eye on Allison
And text me IMMEDIATELY if you see him, don't go near him
Also, why does women's perfume smell so good?JOSIE
Stiles, why do you send 9000 text messages in a row?
We're coming upstairs in a minute, any update on finding out where the Argents took Derek?STILES
No, and Scott is still losing his mind over it
Especially since he doesn't have his phone currently
You also didn't answer my question about the perfume????At this point, Josephine Cohen was unsurprised by the texts messages that she got from Stiles, barely finishing one of his sentences before starting a new one. She's grown quite fond of it, honestly.
She wasn't fond of these particular messages, though, knowing that Peter Hale was essentially stalking them throughout Beacon Hills. Why the girls had waited until the day before the formal to get dresses, Josie couldn't explain, but she was thankful that they were at least in a crowded mall which gave Peter less chances to attempt something on Allison or even herself. Knowing that Stiles and Scott were lurking around to try and keep the psycho alpha away from them was good to know too.
"What's going on in that head of yours?" Josie gently asked Allison as they waited by the escalators, Lydia checking out something on a rack a little down the ways from them before they headed up to the dress section. Her friend had been uncharacteristically quiet, and seemingly on edge, for the last few days.
"Just a lot on my mind," Allison stated, staring down at the floor. "Not going to the formal with the guy I want to go with, he can't even go at all, and plus my aunt...you ever had someone show you something, or something happen that just absolutely shakes up your entire life?"
Josie pursed her lips, just staring at her friend. There was of course the supernatural portion of her life that was fairly newer, that had certainly thrown a wrench in her entire life plans. There was also, of course, the accident.
"Yeah, I think I might be the expert on that topic,"
Allison looked up, suddenly wide eyed as it dawned on her what she had just said, Josie desperately trying not to break out into laughter.
"Oh my god, I did not mean it like that!" the brunette was thankful for Josie laughter though, calming her as she realized that she hadn't seriously upset her friend with her comment. "It's mainly my aunt. She...showed me something. Something I don't really want to believe..."
The Cohen girl tilted her head, the comment catching and piquing her interest. Before she could say anything though Lydia had bounded back over to their sides, sliding her arms through both of the girls elbows and dragging them onto the escalator to finally look at dresses.
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𝖧𝖠𝖱𝖡𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖤𝖱 ◻ STILES STILINSKI ◻
FanfictionLosing her entire family was hard enough on Josephine Cohen, but to lose them, upend her life in Boston to live in Beacon Hills, and move in with her infamous cousin Lydia Martin all within a month's time didn't make it any easier. To make matters w...