Rule 17 = never date or fall in love with an outsider .
They cause havoc and never meet expectations. Jackson first told me of his love towards Myra - a girl beyond the fence- after she kissed him she fled . Jackson never saw Myra again.
The bell of the office door chimed like a church bell on sunday. Through the door walked another policeman with tight grip on Stiles. Hes thrown towards me and the clanks of the door emphasise that the cell was locked. The sandwich eating police man exits with the new arrival leaving the pen tapping man on duty.
"So Mrs Bad-girl how many times have you been in this jail cell?"
"10-15 times depending on what you'd count" i smile and he chuckles . Its like a perfect laugh the mixture of a deep tone and a high-pitched giggle.
"So , Lyds-" i loved the way he called me that
"Seen as your so keen on rule breaking- when we get out would you like to join me on a date?" He ask glaring deeply at me
"That would be swell" i giggle
"Who knew that you would live on the barbie estate- i mean yes your beautiful-" i feel my cheeks heat up
"But your not snobby or annoying or extreamly up yourself like that Angelina you punched" he whispers making all my hairs stand on end
"Why do you call it the Barbie estate?" I ask him shuffling closer into his side
"Because the houses like the the barbie doll houses little girls play with. All the women look plastic - like Barbie herself and all the men look like Ken's with their perfectly ironed t-shirts and identical style hair cuts. Its all just so ... Fake" as soon as the words leave his mouth I 100% back them up. We were living like plastic dolls
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Fanfiction𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐝𝐢𝐚 [this needs to be heavily edited because it was written literally years ago and it actually makes me cringe reading it. Thank you for the constant support] Lydia , her mother and her sister Allison moved into the estate when they were y...
