Always: A Stydia Fanfiction
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  • Reads 2,231
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2014
Once Stiles had been freed of the nogitsune, Lydia did her best to regain her normal schedule; get ready in the morning, look fabulous, and get straight A’s in her AP classes AKA, all of them.  But, something felt off…  Originally it did for everybody, just the fact that Stiles wasn’t his usual happy self was strange, it took him quite a few months to even crack a joke, but after some coaxing from herself and Scott, Stiles finally got back on track and was using his usual level of sarcasm daily.  That was when something strange happened though, Stiles and Malia got close… As in dating close!  The strawberry blonde couldn’t help but miss the boy’s affections towards her, but then again, she couldn’t expect him to jus stay single after she rejected him a thousand times.  She rolled her eyes, what was she thinking? It was fine, her and Stiles had been friends for a while now, she was happy for him, or she would be as time went on.
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