Nothing More Than Neighbors || Stydia [COMPLETED]

Chapter 28: Graduation

THE PICTURES UP TOP ARE OF WHAT I PICTURED THE LADIES TO LOOK LIKE- JUST IN CASE I DIDNT DO A GOOD JOB EXPLAINING :)

I sighed as I looked into the mirror, running my hands through my hair one last time to try to make it go into place. My hair was in a half up, loosely curled at the ends, with the half up puffing up in the middle, from Allison teasing the hell out of it.

It looked like sex hair.

And I absolutely loved it.

"Lydia?" Allison called, and I turned my head so I could yell back.

"In here!" I heard her heels walk into the room. I turned around and she gasped, mouth falling open.

"Stiles is letting you wear that?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest. I looked down at my skin tight black dress and black heels with straps around the ankles, my necklaces dangling as I looked down. I sit up tall, and look at her with the same expression she had on.

"Scott is letting you wear that?" I ask, pointing to her dress. It was light pink, and fit her perfectly. She already had on her gown, and her cap was in her hand, but the colors went together beautifully. Her tan heels brought out the colors, and her tan, and her hair looked loose and rough, like she came from the beach.

"I just got my boobs, I'm wearing them. Are you ready for your valedictorian speech?" She asked and I nodded.

"Is this too much cleavage?" I asked and she scoffed.

"Sweetie, there's no such thing as too much cleavage." She said as she grabbed my arm.

"Don't forget your cap and gown! Come one we'll be late!" She groaned and I rolled my eyes as I threw on my burgundy cap and gown as she yanked me out of the room.

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"Lyds!" Malia exclaimed as we spotted her in the front of the school. I squealed and hugged her tightly, crushing her softly.

"You look beautiful, Malia." I said as I looked at her beautiful makeup, hair, and dress. Her hair was pulled back into a half up, but french braids along the side of her head leading up into the ponytail. Her hair was loosely curled at the bottom, and fell armpit level on her nude dress.

I never thought this day would come, seeing Malia in a dress and black flats. I had to admit, seeing her without her shorts and combat boots was something new to me, and seeing her with her makeup perfectly done was even more of a shocker.

I turned to Allison and smiled as I was overwhelmed with the realization high school was finished.

"You killed it with the hair and makeup, Ally." I said, and she beamed before high fiving me. I turned slightly and caught a glimpse of a white button up shirt, and brown spiked hair. I smiled as I turned more, and gazed over his scattered freckles and moles.

"Stiles!" I screamed, waving my hand so he would see me.

"Jesus, Dia, that was in my ear!" Malia complained and I apologized before running over to Stiles. He kissed me softly and quickly before setting his hands on my shoulders and looked me up and down.

"If I knew this is what you would be wearing, I wouldn't have let you wear it." He said, smiling. I rolled my eyes and shoved his arm as he turned to Scott, who was wrapped up in Allison completely, hugging her tightly. Malia and Isaac were talked next to us, and I watched as Isaac ran his eyes over Malia while she looked the other direction.