Disclaimer: So this story is based on the fourth season of Teen Wolf and I do NOT Own Teen Wolf or any characters I just Own Jessie.
"This doesn't seem so bad" Stiles told my strawberry blonde best friend and I as we walked down the streets of Mexico.
"It's not the town, it's the plan" Lydia told him nervously.
"What's wrong with the plan ?" He asked looking around us.
"What's wrong ?" I scoffed "Are you kidding me? we're in the middle of Mexico right now, going to talk to some maniac we never met before" I hissed, glancing around to make sure no one noticed our weird conversation.
Lydia nodded "Stiles this could be the stupidest plan we've ever came up with, Are you aware of that ?"
"I'm aware it's not our best" Stiles said
"Well it's certainly the worst" I said smiling and he glared at me.
"We are going to die" Lydia said and I nodded, I likedpissing Him off.
"Are you saying that as a Banshee or you're just being pessimistic ?" He asked as we were neared the building we've Been searching for hours.
"I'm saying it as a person who doesn't want to die" Lydia replied and I put a hand to my mouth to hide my smile.
"Okay, Okay. Would you mind restricting any talk of death to your Banshee predictions" Stiles said pissed off.
"This plan is stupid and we're going to die" I replied
"Oh, Thank you for the support jess' " He said sarcastically and I smiled .
The truth is I used to have a little crush on him but he doesn't know about it and hopefully will never know, he's always seen me as a little sister.
After what felt like an eternity of walking we Finally arrived to our destination, There was two guards at the door.
"Estamos aquí para la fiesta" Lydia spoke in Spanish
"We're here for the Party" I said , Lydia and I both know Spanish , while , Stiles here on the other hand doesn't understand a word.
The two guards shook their heads as a No. Stiles pulled out a card from his pocket with a drawing on it and showed it to the guards, They shared a look and glanced at the camera in the corner .
When Stiles noticed the camera he turned the card toward it and the door automatically opened . We started walking down the hall at the end of the long corridor there was a door . The Three of us glanced at each others then I slowly pushed the door open.
Once I did, There was a party , The music was so loud and there was like a hundred of sweaty teenager on the dance floor, multiple shirtless guys.
Stiles pulled Lydia and I closer to him and we walked until toward the bar and the barman immediately put three little cups in front of us , Lydia and I glanced at each other. Stiles put a hand in his pocket to grab money and pay for the cups but a man came from behind interrupting his action.
"No. On the house" He told us with His Spanish Accent. None of us took the little cup.
"Most American Teenagers don't cross the border to refuse a drink" He said, his voice laced with surprise.
"We didn't come here to drink" Lydia said before she slowly throw the bullet inside the small cup in front of her.
The latino guy took us to a room where there was an old woman, Araya. I remember my dad telling me some informations about her and thankfully she is the one we were looking for.
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