I trudge along beside Allison and Lydia, my boots crunching the leaves on the forest floor.
"Allison ..." Lydia struggles to keep up with the two of us, stumbling over the leaves in her heels. "When you said you needed to stop for an errand before we went shopping, a five-mile hike in the woods was not what I was expecting."
I had to agree with Lydia there. This trip was not what I had in mind.
Allison sighs. "Before I forget, I wanted to ask if you're okay with something." Allison doesn't look over her shoulder while she talks, but I can see the look on her face. It's ... dangerous. It makes me wary of what she's about to ask. "Jackson asked me to the winter formal."
I turn around to see Lydia's face drop.
"Did he?" she asks, trying to sound apathetic.
"Yeah. Just as friends, but I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it first," Allison continues.
"Sure," Lydia replies, pursing her red lips. "As long as it's just friends."
"Well, yeah, I mean ..." Allison laughs a little. "It's not like I would take him to the coach's office during lacrosse practice to make out with him or anything."
"Uh ... about that ..." Lydia stammers out.
"Emerson, what do you think about that?" Allison drags me out of my innocent bystander position.
"Yeah, Em. What do you think about that?" Lydia's voice sounds like she's challenging me, but her eyes look like they're pleading with me.
"Maybe if all you did was make out with Scott, it wouldn't be so bad," I say venemously. For so long, I have wanted to say something about what I thought about it, but I couldn't talk to Scott about it, or Stiles or Allison, so here it goes.
"What else did you do?" Allison turns around and narrows her eyes at Lydia. The strawberry blonde looks genuinely confused.
"You lied to - Actually, I'm not even sure who you lied to. You told Allison that Scott left us for dead and that you would have broken up with him, too, but then, in Coach's office, you told Scott that you couldn't believe that Allison didn't see that he was just protecting us," I spew in Lydia's direction. "I don't know who you were trying to play or what exactly you wanted to gain, but you're acting like a manipulative bitch."
"You did what?" Allison sounds completely betrayed, and the guilt starts to sink in already.
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Fanfiction"Don't be afraid of change. You might lose something good, but you'll gain something better." Emerson McCall is a pretty average high school student. She has one friend she shares with her brother, Scott, and between the two of them, she has all she...
