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Seven

"It's just weird. Everybody's talking about what happened the other night, and nobody knows it was us," Allison spoke to Lydia and Carmen as they walked through the school hall looking around at their oblivious peers who didn't know of the situation the three girls had been in the previous night.

"Thank you, for the protection of minors," Lydia hummed happily in response.

"Strange, I would've thought that you'd love the attention," Carmen said and received a shove from Lydia.

"Carmen, Lydia, do you think I made the wrong decision?"Allison asked uncertainly referring to her breaking things off with Scott.

Lydia looked her up and down. "About that jacket with that dress? Absolutely."

Allison rolled her eyes at her best friends comment. "You know what I mean."

"Hello? Scott locked us in a classroom and left us for dead. He's lucky we're not pressing charges or making him pay our therapy bills," Lydia said to her with a pointed look and Allison sighed sadly.

"Carmen, I haven't had the chance to apologise for what I said that night. I'm really sorry," Allison apologised sincerely, honestly regretful for the hurtful words that she said when she lashed out at her.

Carmen chuckled at Allison's words and gave her a false grin. "Don't worry it's fine Allison!"

Allison looked at Carmen surprised not expecting that reaction and looked between her and Lydia in disbelief. "Really?"

"Of course. Especially that soon, we'll be even," She smirked cunningly before walking away into the crowd of students.

"Even?" Allison said to Lydia with raised eyebrows and bit her lip in worry. "Should I be worried?"

Lydia looked at Allison with sympathy and patted her shoulder. "I wish you luck."

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"Can you pick up on stuff like, I don't know, desire?" Stiles asked his best friend abruptly.

Scott furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean desire?"

"Like sexual desire," Stiles clarified and Scott repeated. "Sexual desire?"

Stiles nodded in confirmation. "Yeah, sexual desire. Lust, passion, arousal," He said rolling the 'r'.

"From Carmen?" Scott questioned and looked at Carmen who was talking to a lacrosse player in a more than friendly way which she seemed to return as she rubbed her hand up his arm.

Stiles' face fell as he looked at her actions and pursed his lips and continued. "What? No, in a general, broad sense, can you determine sexual desire?"

"From Carmen to you?"Scott asked.

Stiles huffed as he gave in. "Fine, yes, from Carmen to me. Look, I need to know if I have a chance with this girl, okay? I've been obsessing over her since the third freakin' grade."

"Why don't you just ask her? She says yes to literally everyone," Scott told him and nodded towards Carmen and the lacrosse player whose hands were now firmly planted on her ass.

"Well, to save myself the utterly crushing humiliation on the small yet highly likely chance that she will say no. So, please, can you just go up and ask her if she likes me? See if her heartbeat rises, pheromones come out," Stiles pleaded with his best friend who eventually gave in.

"Fine," He said but before he could start walking to Carmen the two friends saw the girl approaching them with her signature smirk plastered on her lips. Stiles gaped while looking at her approach them.

"Hello boys," She smirked before looking at Stiles. "A little birdy told me that you'll be playing first line next game."

"How did yo-"

"As I said a little birdy told me."

"A little birdy being the lacrosse player who was feeling you up a minute ago?" Scott remarked shocking both Carmen and Stiles who's eyes widened at his friend's forwardness.

Carmen clicked her tongue and softly laughed. "My, my, someone seems to be in a mood today. Although, your slut-shaming assumptions happen to be correct. It's nice to know you're keeping an eye on me."

Carmen then glanced over to Stiles who continued to look star-struck. "As for you, Stiles. I keep my promises and I hope you will live up to expectations when I come to the game."

"Wait, you are?"

She gave him a lewd smile. "Let's hope you score more than one goal at the game."

Stiles' instantly turned a bright red from the comment and became flustered as he tried to form a simple sentence. Saving his friend from the embarrassment even though it was for his own benefit, Scott intervened in the conversation. "Carmen? Can we talk for a second?"

"Sure thing," She said and gave Stiles one last smirk before following Scott into Coaches' office.

"What do you need Scott?" She asked glancing at him with her alluring doe eyes and sat on Coaches desk crossing her legs over.

"Just I needed to ask you something. Do you, uh - Do you know if Allison still likes me?"He asked a sad look on his face.

Carmen pretended to think for a moment. "Hm, not too sure, she seemed devastated at what happened. Maybe friends? After she gets over how you hurt her so badly."

"Just friends," Scott said in disappointment.

"But in my opinion, I think it's her loss anyway. You were so brave, Scott. Going out there to fight off Derek for all of us," She began slowly and while she spoke she stood up and inched closer to him, beginning to trail her fingers down his arm and smirked seeing the lust begin to form in his eyes. "How you protected us, all of us, on your own. Not even Jackson or Stiles did that. Allison's loss," She whispered leaning up to his ear in a sultry manner biting his earlobe slightly and gasped softly as she felt him place his hands where it matters.

She grinned as he began to plant kisses up and down her neck, she grasped his head and pulled it up to her lips and then they mashed their lips together into a heated kiss filled with lust. She released herself from the heated kiss and slowly sunk to her knees, placing her hands on his belt buckle a malicious smirk on her lips as she continued her plan of revenge on Allison.

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Carmen watched the lacrosse team practice from the sidelines due to Lydia's demands and took a long drag of the cigarette to rid of the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach. A feeling she didn't quite understand yet. Guilt? No. And if it was the unfamiliar feeling of guilt she definitely knew it was not for Allison.

"What's up with you being all jittery?" Lydia asked Carmen who muttered in annoyance, "Nothing. I'm not jittery." Knowing better than to press on about the issue, having learned her lesson from last time Lydia zipped her mouth shut. But it wasn't shut for too long when suddenly Danny was being knocked to the ground and a squeal escaped her lips and instantly ran to the team, Carmen walking behind her.

"Is he okay?" Lydia asked concerned for the goalie.

"Does he look okay?" Carmen asked walking up behind her and pointing out his bleeding nose. She looked up to see Jackson staring at her lips. "What?"

"Your lipstick," Jackson told her nodding at her lip.

"Getting even does that to a girl," She smirked and wiped the corner of her mouth and winking at Lydia who shook her head. "Allison is not going to be happy when she finds out."

"Yeah, if you haven't realised that's kind of the point," Carmen smirked triumphantly. What she didn't notice was the heartbroken expression on Stile's face.

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Poor Stiles! :(

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