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Shopping- Stydia

"What about this one?" I ask, pointing to a silver strapless dress. I don't know why I picked that one out , it's more Allison's colour that Lydia's. "Scrap that, isn't your colour." I tell her and myself, shaking my head. Lydia's eyes widen, as if she didn't realise I have a sense in fashion. Yeah, I know, from a guy who loves to run around in jeans a plaid shirts I can see where she is coming from.

I rake through the rails, finally I found the dress. The perfect dress. It was similar to the dress she wore when I took her to the formal dance, courtesy of Allison who used it as payback for Lydia kissing Scott. I still haven't forgiven Scott for kissing her, he knows how much I like Lydia. Liked Lydia. I try to get over her, but It's difficult. The dress was floor length, It was a princess sweetheart rhinestones sequined sweep train pink dress. Basically, the dress has a beaded strapless sweetheart neckline, fitted corset top with crystal detailing, and A-Line skirt.

"That one." I tell her, pointing to it with one hand before pulling my hand through my now grown hair.

"Stiles, I- I love it! Huh, I never pegged you for the fashionable type. I guess I found my shopping buddy." She tells me, going to take the dress off the rail. She grabs and pulls but somebody else does too.

"Sorry, this one is taken." Lydia says, wearing a full smile. The other girl doesn't, she looks Lydia up and down in disgust and tugs at the dress.

"Yeah, by me." The other girl says, this time I get a proper look at her. She has sleek raven black hair and mesmerizing baby blue eyes, her body was slim and she had curves, but not like Lydia's.

"No, Stiles picked this out for me, I agreed, so it's mine.£ Lydia growls dangerously. The other girl looked at me, her eyes widen and shine, she smiles at me.

"Are you, Stiles?" She asks me, I nod, my mouth hanging open just like the socially awkward person I am.

"Wow, no wonder why she is taking so much interest into the dress if you were the one to pick it out. Look at you, you're like a God." She breaths out, I didn't know if she was lying or telling the truth so but I had no idea how to take what she said, nobody had ever complimented me like that before. It was always me complimenting them.

"T-thank you." I stutter out.

"No problem, Handsome." She says, giving me a wink. Who is this girl? and why do I recognise her? "Wait, do you go to Beacon Hills high?" She asks, I nod.

"That's where I recognise you two from!"

"You attend Beacon Hills too?" I ask and she nods. "I'm sorry I've never noticed you before." I apologize even though I had no idea as to why.

"Nah, that's alright. You were always behind Scott and Lydia and all that, they getting the fame and you get nothing, I bet you are the brains in the group, the one giving the ideas and cleaning up the mess that the group make and all you get is a thank you?" She asks and I'm surprised. Pretty much yeah.

"That is not true! Tell her, Stiles!" Lydia protests but I don't argue against it.

"She kinda right, Lydia." I say, scratching the back of my head.

"What?" She asks me in disbelief, like I was the one who was wrong.

"Look, think about it. Since third grade I had a crush on you, and not once did you notice me the minute you became popular. But the minute Scott became the new captain of the Lacrosse team you were suddenly interested! but not in me, in him. I became the Robin to his Batman and do you understand how that made me feel? All you want to date is the hot, popular guys who are in the spotlight of the show, not those who work backstage." I tell her.