【Book One ----- Season One】COMPLETED
In which a young girl falls in love with a boy, who loves someone else while trying to figure out the dangerous town of Beacon Hills.
❝So... Lydia? You really love her?❞
❝Yeah. She's the most beautiful girl I've...
I saw Asher for the second time today in Harris' classroom. At first, I didn't think my day could worsen because of what had happened on Friday night. Then Harris was a total douche, who I have grown to hate. But Asher made it slightly better. He was friendly and tried talking to me whenever he wasn't talking to his lab partner - Isaac Lahey.
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Upon exiting the school, I spotted Scott there. He was standing, frozen, in his lacrosse gear. Shock was written all over his face. I made my way over to him, quite concerned about him. He didn't seem to notice when I stood beside him.
"Scott? You alright?" Nothing came from him. I waved a hand in front of his face, "Scotty? You there? Earth to Scott!"
Only then did he notice me, "Oh my god." He breathed still in disbelief.
"What? What happened?" I questioned. Instead of answering, he walked past me. I stared at his back in disbelief. Don't you just dislike friends who ignore you?
I debated if I should go home or if I should follow him.
After a few seconds, I groaned and followed, calling out his name. Scott then entered the boy's locker room. I paused in front of the door. "Please don't flash me." I prayed and walked inside. The stench of sweat hit my nose, making me grimace. Nevertheless, I walked, finding Scott at his locker. He took the gear off of himself, "Scott." I tried again, but he was in his own little world.
Stiles walked by, but then he paused and retraced his steps "Thaís? What are you doing here?" He questioned. I motioned to Scott, who had his back pressed against the lockers. He looked like he was about to have a mental breakdown. The pale boy looked over at Scott, his eyebrows scrunched. He leaned against the side of the lockers. "Did you apologize to Allison?"
"Yeah..."
"Well, is she giving you a second chance?" I inquired. Stiles and I shared an awkward look.
"Yeah..."
Stiles looked at me and nodded, "Yeah!" He exclaimed, smiling, throwing his arms open "Alright, everything's good."
"That's great news!" I stated. Stiles and I grinned at each other, happy for the boy. It was then we nonverbally decided to split up. I really didn't want to be here.
"No."
Immediately, we stopped taking back our steps, "No?" We both questioned, looking at each other.
"Remember the hunters?" I nodded softly, afraid of what he was going to say. Scott had said that he and Derek were almost caught by werewolf hunters last night. Also, apparently, Derek is our 'brother' now, "Her dad's one of them."
My eyes widened. What did he just say? I stared at him, astounded, "Her dad, what?"
