"Always stay one step ahead of your enemy."
"Look who's finally catching on."
"I actually learned that from Katherine Pierce."
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"Ruled by the power exchange of sex from the hands of the proletarian to the bourgeoisie." | Halsey | ****
Lydia's party was far from exclusive, but the hostess didn't let just anyone waltz in. Scott and Stiles were people she'd normally slam the door on but knowing that Scott was Allison's plus one and Stiles being Olivia's; she had no choice but to welcome them with a fake smile.
Stiles was wearing the same jeans and t-shirt he was wearing only this time he had a blazer over it. Olivia, on the other hand, had a complete change of outfit. Earlier in the day, she had convinced Stiles, after many arguments ("What if that Jace guy is there?" "I'll deal with him."), to drive her to her house.
Olivia sneaked through her window and picked out her outfit carefully, Lydia would never let her live it down if she came with one of Stiles's flannels. Olivia put it gently in a bag and fought the urge to call her aunt and tell her that she's okay. Olivia shook her head and cautiously jumped out the window. She ran towards Stiles's jeep and jumped into the front seat with ease.
"Did you get everything?" Stiles asked.
"Yeah, let's go." Olivia looked up at her house. She would apologize to her aunt later, right now Olivia needed to get to Scott before something terrible happens.
Stiles wraps his hand around the stick shift and pushes his foot on the accelerator making his way to Lydia's house.
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The house door was open. Strangers and friends filled the rooms with their meaningless chatter. Olivia and Stiles look around for Scott only to find a very inappropriate scene unfolding in front of them. Jackson had his hand up Lydia's skin-tight dress and his neck buried in her neck leaving what he was doing to Olivia's and Stiles's imagination.
Olivia could feel Stiles seething at the sight. She never understood why Stiles was always so set on Lydia; Lydia was cruel and never once acknowledged Stiles's existence. She hated seeing him this way, no one had the right to hurt Stiles this way; or Scott for that matter. Lydia may be one of her good friends but if Olivia has to kick Lydia down her high horse, she will. Olivia shakes her head this isn't the time for silly thoughts, the more important thing right now is finding Scott.
Olivia glanced at Stiles and grabbed his hands with determination. Stiles stared at her with a strange expression as Olivia placed both his hands on her waist.
Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck. "
We need to find Scott, Stiles."
Stiles nodded, "I know."
They both started looking around the crowd hoping they'd find Scott in the process. In what felt like hours Olivia finally found Scott. Under the driving pulse of techno, Olivia saw Scott take Allison's hand, and pull her toward the sea of dancing teenagers. Olivia quickly glanced at Stiles and returned her gaze at Scott; afraid she was going to lose him.
