Allison walked uncomfortably into her new high school. She was beginning senior year. She roughly tugged onto the lock of her locker. When it opened, she looked around, almost as a precaution.
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- Scott watched Allison as she looked uncomfortable. He wished he could just hold her in his arms, tell her everything would be okay. But it wasn't, he was dead. - Allison almost jumped at the sound of the bell. She had been especially jumpy after watching her ex-boyfriend, Scott be killed by her father. The fact that her father couldn't tell it was Scott made her even more upset. She as still in love with him, she just hadn't made the effort to tell anyone, except Lydia. Allison walked quickly to her first class. History with Mr. Saltzman. She opened the door, when a deep voice spoke. "Class, we have a new student joining us. Her name is Allison Argent, be sure to make her feel welcome." Allison's gaze landed on a familiar face. "Stiles." She whispered. The boys head whipped up quickly. His eyes widened. He glanced to the seat next to him. She walked over slowly, her sneakers tapping quietly on the floor. "What are you doing here?" Allison asked while sitting next to her old friend. "Your dad told me you were coming here, so I wanted to come." The boy exclaimed cheekily. "What about Lyd?" Allison asked him, knowing Stiles wouldn't leave Lydia. "She's off visiting her cousin, Matt or something." Allison nodded. - Scott kept his eyes locked on his ex-girlfriend, she was still beautiful, her hair was long and brown, she had fair skin, he was wished he was with her, and his best friend. - The bell rang. Stiles and Allison walked out of the class room. "Do you think play lacrosse here?" Stiles asked Allison. Allison shrugged. "I don't know, ask someone." Allison told him while opening her locker, when it opened, a photo of her, Scott, Stiles, and Lydia fell out. Stiles picked it up. "I miss him." He spoke slowly. Allison nodded. "Me too." - Stiles began to approach Tyler Lockwood, unaware that he's a hybrid. Allison walked beside him. "Hey. Do you guys play lacrosse here?" Stiles asked them awkwardly. "Um, no. We have football and basketball, that's it." Tyler spoke. The boy grunted nodding, he stomped away. "Thanks!" Allison said running after her friend. "Stiles, playing lacrosse would've just made you miss Scott more." Allison's voice spoke. Stiles turned around to face her. "Yeah, I know, but it's the only sport in good at." Stiles whined. Allison laughed, loudly. "Stiles, I love you, you're one of my best friends, but you cannot play lacrosse to save a life." She said through laughs. Stiles turned around muttering a 'whatever' before running straight into someone. Stiles literally fell to the ground before Allison. "Hey, watch were you're going!" Allison exclaimed to guy. "Sorry." The guy muttered, pushing past them. Stiles stood up, facing Allison. "Let's skip school." He declared. Allison agreed, walking out of the building. - Allison and Stiles sat in the Mystic Grill, eating lunch. Allison ate a small sandwich, while stiles ate two double cheeseburgers, with fries. Allison laughed as her friend shoved french fries into his mouth without chewing. Than, his fries fell from his mouth, Allison turned around to see a familiar strawberry blonde. "Lydia?" Lydia turned around at the sound of her name. Her jaw dropped as she ran over to her friends. "Allison!" Lydia laughed embracing her best friend into a hug. She even hugged Stiles, who smelt her hair in a very creepy way. "What are you doing here?" Allison asked her friend. She smiled. "I'm visiting my cousin, Matt." Lydia said. "I am- we are so glad you're here!" Stiles corrected himself. Lydia's smile widened. They were almost all together again. Almost. - Lydia, Stiles and Allison, were watching Titanic and crying. Even Stiles. "Why does she say she won't let go? She just let go!" He yelled while sobbing. - Scott watched as Allison cried, even though it was only a movie, he wanted to be there to tell her that. But he was dead. She was alive. There was no way they could be together again. - Okay, so this is my first third person pov so sorry if it sucks. Did you like it? >> bye loves!
