‟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...
It was the evening of prom and I still haven't been to school since Ally die, I haven't made any plans to go as well. Little was I to know the rest of my group had. It was around 2 in the afternoon when my mother came running into my room with a bag,
"Oh God, what did you buy now?"
She didn't answer me as she pulled out a beautiful silver/pearl colour dress with a black strap around the waist.
"Mother that dress is past your time, it's pretty though." as I dragged my eyes back to my book, attempted to escape reality.
"Lydia, honey it's not for me."
"Huh?" I answered without looking up.
Putting in more effort, she threw the dress at me, her attempt at giving me tough love. It was odd since I have been treated like such a puppy in the past few weeks, with everyone tip toeing around me.
"Your friends are picking you up at 6, have a good night" she said leaving the room, leaving me eyeing the dress in shock.
I lifted the dress and carried it towards my mirror, holding it against me.
'Alright, lets do this thing' I said to myself. And I carried on with getting myself ready.
It was right before 6 and I just just finishing my makeup, when my playlist on my laptop finished and my room filled with silence. Making my mood drop from excited to nervous. I haven't been to school in weeks, I also have always been the quiet girl with her best friend. I have made new friends this year, but she has still always been with me. It just seems weird going out to prom without my best friend. I turned to my pin-board where I found a picture of Ally and I, that I had pinned up for years.
"You should of been here with me."
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"She still is." his voice echoed into my room, as I turned to see Stiles standing against my door with his tux on.
He offered his arm, as we linked arms walking out of the house to find the whole group waiting. I was holding back tears as I watched all my new friends run and hug me. When I hug Scott, I watch as he tried to pull himself together, knowing that he will be going alone.
"She would of looked beautiful"
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