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0.13

"here i go again on my own. goin' down the only road i've ever known.
like a drifter i was born to walk alone.
an' i've made up my mind, i ain't wasting no more time. here i go again."

-here i go again, whitesnake

T H I R D P E R S O N

The group of suspicious looking people cautiously speed walk through the hallways, double-checking their every move and looking out for the enemies.

But a certain strawberry blonde was not cautious, she was agitated.

"If we're doing a study group, why didn't we just stay in the library?" Lydia questions with a single brow raised.

"Because we're meeting up with somebody else." Stiles quickly dismisses, eyes in front as he concentrates on trying to spot any sign of Derek or his pack.

Lydia just rolls her eyes. "Hmm, well, why don't they just meet us in the library?" With a smug smirk she glances at Stiles, hoping to stump him.

But Stiles wasn't stumped. "Oh, that would've been a great idea." He spoke with fake enthusiasm. "Too late." The boy shrugs.

"Okay, hold on-" she stops in the hallway.

Harshly tugging on Lydia's arm, Shawn pushes the girl to keep walking. Annoyed, the boy growls over to Lydia. "Just shut up and walk."

With a scoff, Lydia obeys and continues to walk with the group. A pout permanently staining the girls face.

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Once the team regroups at the McCall residence, Allison, Stiles and Stuart immediately start to barricade the entrances.

But Lydia was still determined to uncover the truth.

"If we're studying at Scott's house, then where's Scott?" She asks.

"Meeting us here, I think." Stiles nods while looking back to the strawberry blonde. "I hope." Stiles sighs.

Jackson grabs onto her elbow and leads her away.

Allison smiles at the boy as she whispers, "Thanks."

The blonde just shrugs with a little smirk. "I needed to talk to her anyway."

Lydia pays no mind to the two's conversation, but she focuses more on Stuart and Stiles blocking the doorway with chairs.

"Uh, there's been a few break - ins around the neighborhood." Stiles nods.

Stuart then goes for the lock and turns it just to double check. But when he turns back around, Lydia held and unbelieving look on her face. "And a murder." He improvises. "Yeah, it was bad."

Lydia rolls her eyes and turns herself around. But that's when her eyes spot the other Stilinski, just lazily pushed against the wall. "I drew you too." She whispers.

"What?" Stiles asks her, looking at Shawn with furrowed eyebrows.

"I-I drew a picture of Shawn, and Stuart before I even met them."

All three clones eyes widen. "Wait. " Stuart questions. "When did you start drawing pictures of Shawn?"

Lydia looks at the boy with wide eyes. "I-I-I don't know. About a week before I saw him at the game."