I lay in my bed, exhausted from crying. I didn't understand how Stiles knew it. I thought I was better at hiding my faults than I actually was. I get a call from Kira and I answer it.
"HEY BOO."
"hi kira"
"WHAT YO DOIN. WHY YO SAD."
"shut up"
"Why? What's wrong? I thought we agreed on watching The Notebook today."
"I can't. i don't feel good."
"I'm coming over. Love you."
"No! Wait! Wa-" She hung up and I sighed.
She arrived at my house and opened the door. She had the spare key and I didn't know why. I heard her footsteps getting closer and she walked into the door. Kira gasped a little. "Lydia? What's wrong? You're not wearing makeup." I covered my face with my sheets on my bed.
"It's alright, tell me what's wrong."
"I love Stiles."
She looked at me like I was going insane. "What? Why?"
"Ugh!" I throw the the sheets back over my head.
"Babe, you're just hormonal. Let's go out. C'mon." She tries to pull my arm but I yank it away.
"No."
She rips the covers off of me. "I've got an extra ticket to the Masquerade party tonight." She winks.
I raise an eyebrow. "Masquerade party? Hell to the no."
"Pretty pleeeeeeeeease." She grabs my shoulders and shakes me.
"Ugh! Fine!"
"Woohoo! It's in 4 hours, so get ready quick." She does a sprite skip out of the room.
I sit up. "Wait!" She runs back in. "Help me get ready. I don't have a mask or anything, Kira."
A light sparkles in her eyes. "I have an extra."
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Just me, Lydia.
FanfictionLydia's the girl with red lipstick and a glossy finish over it. She's the girl with the "superpowers". She's the girl with floral dresses. She's the girl who every boy stares at during school. She's the girl who grooms her every feature until perfec...
