Unspoken-Stydia.

28

" You guys look like a bunch of up all night club girls and I'm just some sort of menial. "

Her long strawberry blonde hair fell over her shoulders as she started to brush it slowly with a fuchsia comb. She wore a pair of skin toned shorts that were up to a little bit above the half of her thighs. As a top, she wore a white loosely designed T-shirt with some sort of dark pattern lined on bicep level. She wore a pair of white Nike rubber shoes. A clip to keep her bangs from falling on one side. She was lucky she hadn't curled her hair that day. It was much better straight with that look on her. She applied some light matching make up on herself as well. Gently, she ran her fingers through the sides of her hair and rewarded herself a swift smile.

" It was your choice to pick on one of my clothes. " Allison said as she stood up on her heels that matched her dark colored dress.

" And now, you're complaining about your regretting choice. Aww. " Hayden pouted playfully teasing Lydia and finishing Allison's sentence.

Lydia, Allison and Hayden were all settled and getting ready in Allison's room. Hayden wore a tube fitting pale turtleneck shirt and tight jeans with dark heels. She wore the most make up despite she was the youngest but her dress was the cutest and most eye catching. Her hair was tied in a top head ponytail. Stubborn curls falling over her neck. Even her scrunchie was eye catching for it was glittery. Allison wore the dark dress and heels with her hair designed with braids at the top half. Lydia was the only one not wearing heels and with little style.

The three girls were getting ready for the party they were, or the whole school, were invited to. Yes. They all accepted the invitation. They had it all planned that they needed to investigate what was up with the whole getup. Back at the science lab, that was where they had it all planned. Although, none of them exactly agreed to the situation.

They all agreed that they'd all get ready and meet in one place so all the girls would meet at Allison's place because she had the best clothes for parties and the boys were to meet at Scott's place before they'd all go together in the party at one time.

" Hayden, you know you shouldn't wear much make up. You're the youngest, friendly reminder. " Lydia stated as she applied light lip bum on her lips.

" You know, Lyds, if the youngest act the most mature among her older friends, I'd consider that person as the bad ass. " Hayden said as she sat up from Allison's bed and looked up from her phone.

Allison giggled listening to the conversation of the two girls. Her hands on her hips as she exchanged looks on them. " So, you consider yourself a bad ass, then? " she snickered.

Hayden took a bite from her Snickers bar and squinted her eyes at the older brunette. " No. I know I am the bad ass in the pack. I'm faster than any of you. " then she dumped the wrapper by throwing it skillfully in the trashcan.

Allison scoffed. " Say that to the glowing blue eyes. "

" Malia? You think she's faster than me? " Hayden fake laughed. " Puh-lease! "

" She's born and you're bitten. Plus, her parents are both members of the supernatural online community in Beacon Hills. " Allison started.

" Beacon Hills has a supernatural online community? " Lydia asked furrowing her brows and eyes darting up to the ceiling.

" No. Shut up. Her dad's a born werewolf and her mom's the desert wolf, a werecoyote. Also, she's been trained all her eighteen years in life and she has some sort of crazy temper problem and one more thing, she's older than you for eighteen months. Yeah, I really don't think you can beat her ass. " Allison stated.