They waited for Lydia once the performances were over. Stiles was the only who noticed her from afar. He watched as people complimented her and as children gave her flowers. At that moment he knew that there was something that made Lydia different from other girls he had encountered but he didn't know what. Lydia waved at them as she started to walk towards them.
Allison hugged her, "You were amazing and beautiful out there!"
"Yeah, you're very talented Lydia, I'm impressed," Scott said smiling.
"Aw thank you guys," Lydia turned to face Stiles, "Well what do you think?"
Stiles looked at her. No words could describe how fascinating that performance was so all he said was, "You were great out there."
Lydia gave him a soft, gentle smile, "Thank you."
"Aw come on Stiles! Her performance was more than 'great,'" Allison playfully punched his arm.
"Anyways, let's go out to eat because I made it through the next round!" Lydia announced to all of them.
Allison and Scott cheered as they all walked out of the place.
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Ever since yesterday, Lydia stood out in the hallways of the school, well not only because of hair, and honestly it amazes Stiles. It was like he noticed her for the very first time even though he would pass by her when they go to their classes before yesterday. But, then again, Stiles thought all of the girls are the same, maybe he thought Lydia was like other girls.
Boy, was he wrong.
Stiles opened his locker and noticed a folded paper inside. He opened it and read it:
Hey Stiles! Meet me on the rooftop during lunch time. It's very very very very important so please don't be late and show up.
-Lydia
Stiles smiled a bit then grabbed his book for the next class.
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Curiosity was eating Stiles whole as he climbed up the stairs to the rooftop. He opened the door and saw Lydia standing there watching the sky. She turned when she heard the door open.
"Hello," Lydia gave him a smile and a small wave.
"Uh hey Lydia," Stiles said, closing the door, "What's up?"
"The clouds, the sky, space, maybe even aliens," Lydia answered.
"Ha ha real funny," Stiles replied sarcastically.
Lydia laughs lightly as Stiles went and stood beside her, "So why did you want me to meet you here?"
Lydia looks at him and took a deep breath, "Stiles Stilinski, I want you to be my accompanist."
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Fanfiction"Why are you doing this for me?" Stiles asked looking at Lydia, "I don't get it." Lydia turned and looked at him, "Because I believe in you Stiles Stilinski, I really do." Stiles Stilinski, a pianist and prodigy, has stopped playing the piano...
