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SHE KNEW " SHE DIDN'T CARE!"
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y/n walked deeper into the locker room, searching for kira so they could discuss their history project they were working on together. "kira? you in here?" she called out as her heels clicked against the cement floor.
"hey, kira, is that yo- what the hell?" y/n said as her eyes landed on her best friend and current crush intensely making out.
"oh shit, y/n wait!" malia exclaimed as she struggled to throw her shirt back over her head. meanwhile, stiles looked down at the with guilt in his eyes. "save it," y/n spat out as she swiftly turned to walk out the locker room.
"y/n? what's wrong?" lydia asked as y/n came crashing into her in a frenzy. "nothing, lyds i'm fine." she said as she placed a fake smile on her lips making lydia scoff, "what happened?"
"i told malia how much i liked him but she didn't care and hooked up with him anyways! she's supposed to my friend not a backstabber!" y/n exclaimed. "you'll be okay, trust me." lydia said as she pulled the girl into her arms to comfort her.
"y/n wait! just listen to me!" malia screamed from the end of the hall with stiles hot on her trail. "malia, if you step any closer i will scream so loud that scott will come running over here and do you think he's gonna be happy about what you guys did?" lydia threatened but malia didn't listen which made lydia walk to the middle of the hall and cover her ears as she let out a high pitched shriek that made everyone fall to the floor and cover their eyes.
seconds later scott and kira appeared with worry in their eyes, "is everyone okay? what happened?" scott quickly asked. lydia let an angry gaze settle on stiles and malia before she spoke, "why don't you ask them?" she asked as she glared at the two.
"what happened?" scott asked the two. stiles hesitated before he spoke, "i didn't mean to hurt her scott, you gotta believe me." he whispered out.
malia sighed before she spoke, "i made out with stiles because i was mad at y/n." she admitted as she looked down, ashamed.
"you assholes," scott spat out as he marched towards them before y/n stopped him by gripping his arm, "they're not worth it, let's go." she said. scott sighed before he followed his sister out the school, vowing for revenge.
