Lydia Martin saw people in the hallways of Beacon Hills High School, nameless, faceless people. The only face she really saw was Malia Hale, the beautiful werecoyote.
Malia was laughing to her boyfriend's Stiles's sarcastic jokes. She noticed that Lydia was staring at her and automatically stopped laughing. Lydia turned around and disappeared into a classroom. She had a good time just watching Malia smiling, being happy. She didn't mean to ruin that.
"What's wrong?" Stiles asked Malia. "Oh... Nothing babe... I just... What were you saying?" Malia answered. Stiles continued telling his jokes but this time Malia wasn't listening. She was thinking about Lydia, the flawless banshee.
Malia sat in the math class. Since she wasn't too much into mathematics, she was concentrating on imagining what she really wants. She liked Stiles a lot, but he wasn't the one she wanted. She wanted something more, not just a high school boyfriend who makes her laugh. She wanted true love. Something Stiles could never give her. And right then, she heard the teacher calling Lydia's name.
Lydia stood up and went to the board. She was proud of herself for getting the answer of the calculation right even though she wasn't totally focused on it - she was distracted by the beauty sitting behind her.
After school Malia wanted to talk to Lydia. She wasn't sure what she'd say but she just wanted to talk to her. Malia knocked at Lydia's door and the redhead opened it. "I came to talk to you, Lydia", Malia started. "About what?" Lydia questioned curiously. "Umm... Can I come in?" Malia asked. "You respondent to a question with a question... But sure, come on in", She said and let the girl in.
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Find out what happens at Lydia's house in the next chapter!
What did you guys think? This chapter is short I know. Personally, I think it's getting way more interesting in the upcoming chapters so just don't quit on this yet!
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FanfictionThe ones who have lost everything. The most beautiful ones, the strongest ones. The ones that we love, fall in love with each other. This is the story of a werecoyote and a banshee. ---------- Hey! This is my first story ever so please do not judge...