Kat heard her name being called through the house, her mother calling her name so she would wake up. She yawned before yelling back.
"I'm up!" She then got out of bed, heading to the bathroom, slamming the door closed. She did her usual routine, brush hair, teeth, then makeup. After she had finish she exited the bathroom and walked over to her closest picking out some clothes for the day.
"This will do!" She smiled grabbing a pink crop top and some black leggings. She put them on before grabbing her favorite black heels and running down the stairs to meet her mom leaving for work.
"Have a good day sweetie." She smiled before heading out the door. Kat smiled back, her mom knew her troubles with making new friends even her father knew, and he was clueless when it came to girl stuff. Kat grabbed an apple before picking up her school bag and walking out the door. She sighed remembering that she had to walk to school, exercise was not Kat's 'thing.' Her house was right beside the forest, meaning she had to walk around it or through it, the second way was faster. Nature was not Kat's 'thing' either. She walked through the forest getting hit with branches and leaves from every direction.
"Ouch." Was her reaction to everything. It's was repetitive. She was getting hit from every branch as she made her way though the forest. She came to a sudden stop noticing blood on her hands. She touched her face gently to find out it was coming from her cheek. That's when she heard a branch snap.
"Hello?" She called out looking in every direction. It was quite until a familiar strawberry blonde popped out from behind a big oak tree.
"Kat?" A smile was made on the blonde's face.
"Lydia." Kat smiled. They stared at wag others mesmerizing faces in amaze. It was silent for almost five minutes.
"What are you doing out here?" Lydia asked taking her eyes off Kat. She bit her lip trying to hide her smile.
"Trying to get to class." She answered as though it was obvious. Lydia chuckled a little before reply to the girl in front of her.
"Class started a half an hour ago." She said staring down at her phone. Kat grabbed her phone from her pocket, she noticed she was late.
"Maybe I'm lost." Kat came to the conclusion. Lydia chuckled once again.
"Why aren't you in class?" Kat asked making Lydia stop laughing and she became silent. She was speechless like she had forgotten why she was here.
"Just wanted to talk a walk." She smiled awkwardly after a long silent pause. Kat gently nodded with a smile on her face. They stood their silently for a few seconds til Lydia spoke.
"Your not going to class."
"Nope." The girls stood their in silence waiting. Lydia finally had the courage to do something, she quickly walked up to her and kissed her, grabbing her neck tightly and soft. Kat lifted her off the ground and Lydia legs rapped around her waist. Kat had pinned Lydia to a tree, not breaking the kiss. She had ripped off Lydia's shirt and kissed her stomach to her chest making her way back to her face. Lydia began to take off Kat's shirt as Kat slipped off Lydia's tight skit.
"Your so beautiful." Kat whispered in her ear, Lydia's smile grew.
"Lydia?!" Someone called from a distance. Kat looked into her eyes, they were perfectly wide. She grabbed her shirt and skirt and quickly slipped them on, Kat was quickly following behind.
"Who is that?" Kat asked fixing her shirt, so it looked normal.
"Stiles, I have to go but I'll see you later." She said quickly before running off, not even giving Kat time to say goodbye. Kat's smiled widely realizing she was close to having sex with the prettiest girl in school, and maybe she'll get her chance. Kat picked up her back from where she had left it making her way towards the school...well, the direction she thought the school was in.
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Strange Love ❧ Lydia Martin
FanficIn which a clone of Allison Argent comes to Beacon Hills and tries to start fresh but soon gets dragged into the Supernatural world once again. She meets new friends but one in particular interests her. Allison Argent's old best friend, Lydia Martin...