Alivia Mccall

Chaos Rising

Allison: Lydia, look.

Lydia: I don't know. It doesn't look like much to me.

Allison: It's a pattern. It means something.

Lydia: You really think Scott and Alivia is gonna know this is?

Allison: No, but they might know someone who does.

Lydia: How are you so sure that it means anything at all?

Allison: Because that girl wasn't just looking for them. It's like she needed to find them. Like she had to. And that means something.

Outside
Stiles Alivia and Scott are walking on the sidewalk in a neighborhood talking.

Stiles: What?

Scott: What, what do you mean, "what"?

Stiles: I mean "what," and you know what.

Scott: "What" what?

Stiles: That look you were giving.

Scott: I didn't give a look.

Stiles: Oh, there was a distinct look, Scott.

Alivia: Stiles is right you have this weird look.

Scott: What look?

Stiles: The look that says that the last thing you feel like doing right now is going to a party.

Alivia: That's the look. She smiles to her self checking her nails.

Scott: It's not that. It just seems weird going to a different high school's party.

Stiles: What? Would you... [Groans] God, one drink, all right? You'll be fine. I went to nursery school with this girl, okay? She promised to introduce us to all of her friends. So tonight, no Allison, no Lydia and no Jackson. Tonight, we're moving on.

Alivia: Excuse you I have moved on like... Okay your right it's time to move on.

Scott: alright

Stiles: That's right I'm right.

Scott: Moving on.

Stiles: Onward and upward.

Scott: Let's do this.

Stiles: That's what I'm talking about. Now look at me.

Scott: Okay.

Scott: How's my breath smell?

Stiles: I'm not smelling your breath.

Scott: Do you have any gum?

Stiles: No. No gum. You're fine.

Scott: Can you at least tell me what kind of party this is?

I'm about to walk in until Stiles stops me meaning Scott has stopped as well.

Alivia: What now.

STILES: Your outfit it's not appropriate. He outs one hand on his hip and shakes his head while Scott just laughs. And your not that badass.

I walk closer to him and say: Wanna bet while I turn my hazel eyes into gold. Because I will forever be badass stiles and don't you ever forget it.

We finally go inside this okay party.

Heather: Stiles! Hi.

Stiles: Hey. There's the birthday gir...

Heather: so glad that you made it.

Stiles: Me too.

Heather: Come downstairs with me and help me pick out a bottle of wine.