No Matter What • Stilinski [01]

17//No Matter What

--DISCLAIMER--
I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF

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CHAPTER 17

NO MATTER WHAT

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Entering out in to the cold, bitter weather; Crystal wrapped her leather jacket tighter around her waist and rubbed her arms with cold hands. She couldn't believe what she had just saw. Scott and Lydia? Scott and Lydia? Coming out of coaches office with swollen lips and messy hair?

Why would Lydia do that to Allison?

No, it's too early to make assumptions and accusations at this point, Crystal had no proof. But she swore that she could put one hundred bucks on that Lydia Martin just sucked faces with Scott McCall in Coach Finstock's office.

Why would Scott do that to his best friend? Why would he make out with the girl that his best friend has been in love with since the third grade?
It had to be the full moon taking affect, but that doesn't make it any easier or give Scott a ticket out of the shit-load he was about to get off of Crystal.

As the small brunette took a seat by the bleachers, she couldn't help but notice Stiles' beaming smile from where he was sitting on the bench. The feeling of guilt and nausea swept through the girls stomach as she thought about what she had just witnessed. She couldn't help but feel bad for the boy who was getting his hopes up on something that was never going to happen.

Just as she was about to get off of her seat and walk towards Stiles, Crystal watched as Scott made his way to his seat on the bench beside Stiles, followed by a certain strawberry blonde who made her way up to sit beside Crystal.

"What the hell did you just do?"

Lydia glanced at her best friend in confusion but her eyes kept flickering back to the field.

"What?"

Crystal just rolled her eyes and glared at the side of Lydia's face. "I hope you realise that what you just did is gonna have some serious precautions."

Lydia scoffed but remained unfazed.
"I have no idea what your talking about,"

"Really? By the looks of it you know exactly what I'm talking about. Seriously? Scott? In coaches office?" Crystal kept her eyed focused on how Lydia's eyes darted around and pursed her lips.

"It was harmless, besides; Allison broke up with him." The redhead tried to back up her answer as her face began to pale in realization.

"I can't believe you!" Crystal laughed humorlessly. "Obviously it's not harmless. I hope you know that by lip-locking with your best friends ex is just gonna make her hate you,"

Lydia just turned to face her best friend, "Criss, please don't tell her. I'm so sorry! I-I didn't know what I was doing... Please don't tell her or Jackson..." Tears where now starting to form in the redheads green eyes as Crystal just rolled her chocolate brown ones.

"I'm not gonna tell her, don't get your G-string in a twist. But you, however; are gonna tell her yourself, Lydia."

Lydia just nodded in appreciation, a tear slipping from her eye as she wiped at it quickly, "Thank you."

Crystal snorted. "Don't thank me for anything, Lydia. If anything I'm pissed off at you."

The conversation ended as Crystal's eyes searched for the pale boy once again, who was talking to Scott. She couldn't help but wonder what Scott would say when Stiles asked what Lydia had said, considering he probably didn't even ask the redhead if she liked Stiles at all.