She'd been providing for herself since the age of fourteen when her parents had died tragically in a car accident. But now, two years late at the age of sixteen, she finally has a place to call home. Lydia was shy. Very, extremely, inevitably, shy. She didn't answer the door when there was a knock or barely responded when spoken to and the only personal information that Stiles knew about her was that she adored books. The Stilinski's had a few problems themselves but Lydia was no harm and kept to herself. Yeah...that's not quite what happens.

‟What the hell is a Lydia?‟ Lydia Martin was unknown to most of her school peers. Including Stiles Stilinski, her long time crush. When one day forced to speak to her crush, she slowly discovers more about Stiles and they start to grow into friends. So grab some earphones and listen to 'Start of Time' by Gabrielle Aplin also 'Where's My Love' by SYML and let's relive some classic Stydia scenes with a twist shall we?

Lydia has always had everything she ever wanted and had any boy she chooses, but what about that one boy she left behind. The one she never forgot about and lives with the guilt everyday. What will happen when both come face to face again with the daunting history of their past ? Will he let her leave for a second time?

Set after all the chaos that took place in Beacon Hills. Stiles left Beacon Hills after his tragic break up with Malia. Lydia stays to help protect her town with Scott and the rest of the pack. Will fate lead Stiles and Lydia back together? ------------------------- "This is so good book,jeff should take notes from you" - @imstydiaf - "*cries hysterically* this whole book was just so beautiful, I can't take it. I LOVE IT, THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT" - @nialldos90

Stiles Stilinski is captain of the lacrosse team at Beacon Hills High School and the most popular boy in school. Lydia Martin is the socially awkward girl who has been in love with him since the third grade. Just as Lydia believes that Stiles will never notice her, an unbelievable turn of events brings them closer together. Stydia (Stiles Stilinski and Lydia Martin) from Teen Wolf AU in reverse roles. REVIEWS "Compared to all other Stydia stories out there this is definitely my favourite. It's so different and unique and it's not like any other book. It keeps you wondering what's gonna happen. I love this book and I'll be happy to read any other books you write." -ilovecookies2 "This story is very good. Those aren't even close to what I want to say, it's fantabulous. It's got so much depth and detail and it portrays the characters perfectly. The Stydia moments are awesome and it is dramatic and intense and that's so cool. I love how there's so much mystery in this, yet it's also cute and fluffy." -AwkwardlyHemmings "I love this story. STYDIA IS REAL and my life is complete." -Zxglxr © Vintagemiseryx

As she stared at him, he could have sworn that she could see right into his soul, into the parts of him better left buried. "I know," she whispered, "I don't sleep well either." When Lydia Martin moved to Beacon Hills, she'd hoped that she could have a fresh start. Maybe if she didn't live around all the memories, she could forget. But now she's beginning to learn that the past doesn't just go away. The only comfort that she can find is in her next door neighbor, Stiles, who seems to have as many nightmares as she does. It doesn't take long for the real question to arise. Can two broken people fix each other?

Lydia Martin has had the biggest crush on lacrosse captain, caramel eyed, Stiles Stilinski ever since the third grade. His jeep was badass and all the girls loved him. But not the way Lydia did. She was the only one who knew that Stiles was super smart and pretended to play the dumb jock role. Then Lydia's new friend, Allison Argent, falls head over heels for his best friend Scott. What could go wrong? Oh wait, everything. Yes indeed this is a role reversed Stydia story! Sorry if this disappoints but there will be no werewolf action. I do not own Teen Wolf or any of the characters in this story. Some of the dialogue will be similar to that of the series.

He lifted his head and suddenly his eyes didn't have the same caramel hue, just plain brown and I didn't want to map his paint splatter moles like the infinite galaxies I read about at the library. I watched as his ski slope nose became less of an art piece and the hair I once loved to fiddle with looked coarse and dull, I guess that's the only way you can describe unloving someone.