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— —— ;; [ ✮ ] 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.”

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      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? ‘