{ glaresandscruff }

        “You’re the one acting strange here, Lydia. And I’m not helping you until you tell me what it is.”

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ i told you already. we have a monkey business undone. but if you getting to know more means you’ll help me, fine. peter gave me some weird, old claws. they were really nasty, by the way. he said they belong to someone who’s important for him. — and i.. heard something. when he hit a wall with them. ‘

{ martyrxd }

ofmountainash

[ glancing towards her rather
          — morbid looking friend
  she decided it was time for
                   drastic measures. ]

      ” —That’s it Lydia.
              We’re driving to the outlets. “

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ i know i am a great person to ask to go to the outlets with them, but — be honest — do i really look like someone who’s in mood for it right now? ‘

      the answer is rather an easy mystery. surprisingly enough, she’s more up to movie marathon than shopping this day, although deep down inside she knows if she doesn’t decide to go out of her free will, she’ll be forced. where have compromises gone nowadays?

{ xvulpeculum }

ofmountainash, feelingthxaster, peterxstilinski

        “It wasn’t me, I swear—
          wait, jeez, I thought you
          were one of the teachers
          or something. Don’t scare
          me like that.”

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ i don’t think i look that awful to consider me as a teacher. — wait, what were you doing? ‘

{ argentxm }

— —— ;; [ ✮ ] Allison looked closely at the new teacher they had before turning back to her redhaired best friend.

          “     Aren’t you happy of the new teacher?” Allison asked the girl, raising an eyebrow. “I saw you checking him out before.”

                 Allison didn’t really blame Lydia for this, the new guy was perfect, one might say he seemed too perfect. Allison thought about it for a second. She couldn’t recall when they had hired the new teacher — coach was always the only one to teach econ. But it’s not like she had paid attention in economics anyway.

            “Scott and Stiles are probably being their usual selves,” Allison said while rolling her eyes. She couldn’t blame the guys though. She also wanted to get out of here. “You would think at least Stiles takes studying more seriously, considering how good his grades are.”

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      murderous look falls upon allison & one could be sure — if lydia’s supernatural power was looking daggers at someone, this kind of a glance would be the one to kill. she’s not confused though, more like nervous for she hoped allison would either ignore that or pass it off. however, that one notice didn't absconded from the best friend’s mind.

      ’ i wasn’t checking out. i was.. thoughtful. ‘

      & now she’s the one that shrugs it off with a confident smile. clearly, she’s been checking out, but who could blame her? teenage girls have to have their way to satisfy some parts of their minds in the end. her vision pulls out from the brunette & goes right at the notebook where she draws when lydia speaks.

      ’ so what you’re saying is the two of you talk again & everything is as in land of milk & honey? ‘

{ soulnobodycouldsave }

                 _{❝——— so big, right?❞}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ big self-esteem is nothing to be proud of.  ‘

(Source: ofmountainash)

{ nooglxr }

          ❝   O-Oh, um… I’m      …not Stiles.   ❞

                             [ because it actually doesn’t happen often that Stu
                             is  mistaken  for Stiles ; after  all, they  were  totally
                             different. ]

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ oh, well, that would explain why you’re more interested in chemistry than my new knick-knack… — ‘

      her brows lifted, lips curled up, only for a short moment — until it hits her what he actually just said. suddenly, the eyebrows are puckered, eyes somehow keep open wide & lips parted. is he really not stiles? she needs an answer for that. sight directed towards stil… uh, the guy. the tension she starts to feel seems to grow bigger with each seconds. — ignore it, lydia.

      ’ wait. you are not stiles. and.. if you are not stiles.. — who the hell are you? ‘

{ glaresandscruff }

       ”I don’t know — or care for that matter where he spends his free time. But if you need help I can try.”

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ’ had you gone to some kind of a werewolf hell & came back? you want to help me. surprise. i’d love that, the problem being is i’m not sure if i trust you. not that i trust peter either, but.. — whatever. let’s just go & look for him.. — or do anything to find him. ‘

exams are over. aYEEEE.