When I got home I was surprised to find Jackson sitting on the leather couch in the living room.
"Is everything okay? I saw you run out of the party.." Jackson stated while adjusting his sleeves on his shirt.
"Since when did you care what I was up to?" I said a tiny bit shocked that Jackson even cared about anyone. I leaned up against the door setting my bag on the floor.
"Never mind.." Jackson shrugged looking down.
"What were you doing with that loser Stiles anyways?" He said his attitude going back to the jerk he usually is.
Unbelievable, he can only really be nice for about a minute. I shook my head walking straight past him and up the stairs to the guest bedroom. I fell onto my bed looking up at the ceiling.
My head hurting from all the confusing stuff that happened, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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"Explain to me again why I'm driving you and Lydia to the hospital?" I said glaring at Jackson. Who was looking quite irritated sitting in my red convertible.
"Look who cares, but I can't drive with my shoulder separated." he exclaimed making his veins pop out slightly on his neck.
I sighed putting the car into reverse backing out of our long freshly washed driveway. I stopped at the edge of Lydia's driveway. I noticed she had a pool and white gates tracing around her house. Shortly after Jackson texted Lydia notifying her that we were at her house and waiting for her. She stepped out of her door quickly kissing her little dog goodbye and making her way towards my car.
As usual Lydia's outfit was perfect picked, she was wearing a cute black shirt and skirt with black tights and heels. Her hair was perfectly curled.
When she saw me she smiled. "Hey Jenny, you're coming to the lacrosse game tonight right?" Lydia asked.
"I don't know.." I said turning the car back on.
"Can you make sure Scott is going tonight? I heard a rumor that he isn't playing." Lydia said clearly not happy about it.
"Sure." I said pulling out of her driveway.
Stiles had told me during English about Derek threatening Scott not to play at the lacrosse game. If Scott played tonight Derek might not be very happy, and an unhappy werewolf could go terribly wrong... And now who knows what crazy plan Stiles and Scott have planned. I don't even wanna know. I thought.
When we arrived at the beacon hills hospital, Jackson checked in at the front desk and then quickly followed a nurse into a room. Jackson had left me and Lydia alone. I'm still not sure how I feel about Lydia..
Sitting awkwardly next to Lydia, I stood up and walked around the corner to the vending machine. I put in a few dollars and pushed the button for a Reece's. With my luck the Reece's got stuck in the vending machine. I frowned and walked back to Lydia.
I spotted stiles walking up to Lydia.
Then he turning around, glancing at her, rubbing his face and then deciding what to say to her. He's so nervous. It was kinda funny to watch. I laughed, keeping my eyes on Stiles.
Then stiles opened his mouth to speak and things went downhill fast.. "Hey Lydia, you probably don't remember me, I sit behind you in biology. Uhh anyway I always thought that we had some kind of connection.. unspoken of course.." Stiles rubbed the side of his face awkwardly.
" Maybe it'd be kinda cool to uh get to know each other a little better." Stiles said while waving his arms a little.
"Hold on give me a second.." Lydia took out her blue tooth. I started laughing more. This is great I thought.
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Forgotten
WerewolfJenny Whittemore had been shipped off to boarding school making everyone forget that she even existed. When she finally returns to beacon hills things are a lot different then when she left. Especially the fact that her adopted older brother Jackson...