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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
STILES, STOP SPAZZING OUT

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Violet awoke the next morning feeling different. She rewound the tape in her mind and looked back at the events of the previous night. The Kanima escaped, Scott almost died, and Violet had kissed Stiles.

Turning her phone back on, Violet planned on avoiding Stiles for as long as possible. It was spring break so that would factor in, but supernatural problems don't take a spring break, so seeing Stiles would most likely be inevitable.

Scott barged into Violet's room seconds later, startling the Latina, "Oh, good. You're up. We gotta go, come on. Stiles is waiting outside."

"I'm not dressed." Violet stammered, reaching for an excuse to her brother's sudden entrance. Looking down at her phone; Violet saw a text from Allison that read: meet up at my house. girl's day. "I have plans with Allison. Could you guys maybe drop me off there?"

Scott let out an exhausted sigh, "fine. Be quick." he said, closing the door.

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"Maybe more curve-hugging." Lydia said in response to Violet's fifth dress. The McCall girl restrained herself from rolling her eyes as she stripped the dress off her body and pulled out the next one from the bag. It was a deep purple dress lined with sparkles. As soon as Violet put it on, Lydia's face brightened and Violet sighed in relief that it would be the last dress she would try on that day.

"Perfect. Allison, you're next." Lydia perked up, making Allison and Violet change spots as Allison pulled a random dress out of the Macy's bag Lydia had brought with her when there was a knock that made the three girls turn to the origin of the sound. "Mrs. Argent. What do you think of this one?" Lydia asked when they realized it was merely Allison's mother at the door. Violet noticed the beads of sweat rolling down the woman's face.

"Uh, it's lovely." Allison's mother politely dismissed. "Allison, can I grab you for a moment, to talk? Just the two of us." Her mother asked.

Violet furrowed her eyebrows slightly as Allison looked awkwardly at her; embarrassed to say the least. "Um, can we do it later?" Allison asked.

"Actually, sooner would be better." Mrs. Argent replied, rubbing at something on her shoulder.

Violet shot Mrs. Argent a bizarre look. Scott did mention something of a kerfuffle with Allison's mom when they'd gotten home the previous night, but Violet brushed it off as being something of Allison's crazy family's ticks. Violet told Scott not to worry about it since the Argent's had been trying to kill Scott since they found out he was a werewolf and it was nothing new. Mrs. Argent was gone when Violet looked up again and pretended to brush it off just as Allison and Lydia had done.