The Party
Lydia
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I've never been much for parties. Not since I put wolfsbane in my guests drinks. Not since my birthday party when Peter hijacked me and made me bring him back to life.
I haven't really gone to party's since then. It's been pointless anyway I mean, when I'm not shopping or busy with Aiden, I'm doing something else anyways. There hasn't been a need for parties.
But I can't miss this party, not one of the biggest parties of the year (besides my own of corse). Harvey Peters' birthday. He's 18.
He always invites the whole school over to his house on his birthday, and everyone comes. And I mean everyone. Even the freshmen. Poor, poor freshman. They think they're coming for a party, when in reality, Harvey likes to play jokes on the freshmen.
I look around, keeping to myself mostly. I didn't want to come with Aiden because we aren't a couple anyways, so he's with his brother and Danny somewhere. I look over at the pool and watch as a group of drunk girls jump in the pool, soaking some guys near by.
I roll my eyes and walk straight ahead, avoiding anywhere near the pool. I make my way through the crowd of drunk, or should I say wasted, partygoers and make my way inside his house where more people seem to be gathering.
The lingering smell off alcohol and sweat seems ever so present throughout the whole house. I sigh. Thankfully I know by now not to get any of the drinks or even food that they put out. I have water in my purse.
(I know. I know. I sound like a downer. But if you were here I think you'd be one too, especially after what I've been through.)
I walk through the groups of people huddled in the main room, and accidentally stumble on another room.
A girl is standing on the piano with not much clothes on...
I widen my eyes before quickly walking in the other direction. I look around and spot Allison and Isaac. They look like they have there head on straight, Isaac sitting in a chair and Allison sitting on his lap, her head on his shoulder. They're talking about something.
I sigh and turn around, not wanting to bother them. I walk a little more to what looks like the main room. Music is blasting and people are dancing. Colored lights scatter over the walls almost as if they're moving to the music.
I scan through all the dancers and notice Scott and Kira dancing together. I roll my eyes smiling slightly. "Finally. It's about time they got together." I mumble under my breath.
I sigh and walk the other way once again. 'Maybe I should just leave. I mean everyone is with someone else, I look like a loner by myself.' I thought.
I reach into my clutch and rummage through it, trying to find my keys, when I find myself at the door of another room.
Boys are scattered in the room, all wasted. I can tell just by there faces.
I look at the corner of the room and see Harvey holding someone by the collar up against the wall. I sigh once I realized who it is, and put the strap of the clutch around my wrist before I walk towards him.
"You're such a loser Stilinki. You're a drunk. Just like your dad..." Harvey says, holding Stiles against the wall.
I suddenly get extremely angry as I step towards him. "Harvey!" I scream crossing my arms. He turns around to look at me and smirks. "Well look who it is. Little Lydia Martin. Give me a second babe I just have to take care of this punk." He says before turning around and raising his fist again.
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