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"You really don't remember anything?" Allison asked Lydia as the three walked into the school.
"They called it a fugue state. Which is basically a way of saying 'we have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days.' But, personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds." She grinned.
Allison gave her a soft laugh before asking, "Are you ready for this?"
"Please, it's not like my aunts a serial killer." She sassed.
"There's the Lydia we know and love." Sydney laughed.
As the three stepped in, they were all stared at. Maybe Sydney a little less than the other two, but she was stared at. "Maybe it's the nine pounds." Sydney whispered.
She watched as Lydia painted on her strong face, walking with her head high through the students.
As Allison and Sydney started walking, Allison turned. "Have you told her, about you and Brady?"
Sydney shook her head. "It's just feels, unimportant. You know? Like, she was stranded in the woods I don't think my silly breakup matters to her right now."
"You have to tell her, she'll be so pissed if she finds out she was the last to know."
"Yeah, I know." Sydney replied. "I'll tell her eventually."
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Sydney was getting dressed to go out to a party when her phone rang. Allison. "Hey. What's up?"
"Hey Syd." She said. "Are you busy?"
"I was gonna check out Gary's party. Why?" She asked.
"Because I'm on my way to go make sure Isaac Lahey doesn't die in the sheriff's station." She explained.
She put down her lipstick. "What do you mean Isaac is going to die?"
"Well Isaac got arrested, and you already knew that, but I just got off the phone with Stiles and I was telling him about how they kept asking me all these questions and then they sent someone in a deputy's uniform out holding a box with a flower. So, I sent Stiles a picture of the flower and he said it's wolfsbane. Stiles thinks they're going to kill Isaac."
"So you have some master plan to stop them?" Sydney asked.
"Exactly, and if you don't want to I don't need you, but I thought it would be nice to at least ask." She suggested.
"You know I always love a master plan." Sydney smiled. "I'll see you soon."