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"Damn, things sure do change when you're gone for a while. What the hell happened to Beacon Hills?"

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"Damn, things sure do change when you're gone for a while. What the hell happened to Beacon Hills?"
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"Very generous from you, I really appreciate." Allison laughed and brushed back a strand of hair behind her ears as she looked up to the other girl. "Maybe not dorks, but definitely a bunch of… weird people."
The werewolf shook her head, "To be honest, most families are like that. You know, they say one in every four people are crazy. Which means in a group of four, if at least one of them is the crazy one, at least you know you're mostly sane." She said with a shrug.
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"Creeper?" Marie laughed, pulling at the end of her jacket sleeve absentmindedly. "No-no, I’m just observant, overly so, if you believe what people say." She pulled her knees to her chin, sitting on the hood of her car. "You’re Madison, aren’t you? Everyone here talks about you." Especially the werewolves, but she decided to not share that just yet.
Madison blinked, honestly taken aback at the other girls comment. "Everyone? Everyone as in who?" She asked insistently. Was there some kind of rumor going around about her now that she had returned to Beacon Hills? She crossed her arms and gave a low sigh- great, just what she needed.
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Marie frowned a little, watching the other, mostly out of boredom. “Well, you’re a real ray of sunshine, aren’t you?” She folded her arms across her chest. “I heard a car door slam and was wondering what you were so pissy about, is that a crime?”
Madison took a deep breath, tilting her head to one side with obvious annoyance- who was this girl, anyway? "Believe me, I am. It's none of your business anyway, what are you, some kind of creeper?" The girl smelled funny too, but Madison was having a hard time placing it. Was she sick or something?
"Maybe it’s not even me making it awkward, but you. Did you consider that?" She knew Madison didn’t mean it that way and it was more like a playful mocking. And Allison was fine with that. She actually liked the girl, regardless that she and Lydia broke up. There was no rule that said they couldn’t be friends. "Guess you have to blame my genes for that."
Madison laughed "While I won't admit to it, I also wont deny it, just this once." She said with a smile "And do you just happen to have a lot of dorks in your family?"
"Believe me, it’s not my intention."
"Well regardless of your intention, you're making it awkward." Madison deadpanned, but found a smile tugging at her lips "You're such a dork, Allison." She added, but in a more playful manner. She actually really liked Allison, there was something about her that practically made it impossible not to like her.
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Madison slammed her car door shut, agitated, and dropped her keys into her purse. Plan 'come back to Beacon Hills' was not going as smoothly as she had hoped it would. She turned, intent on stalking away, and noticed someone blatantly watching her. She stopped, narrowing her eyes defensively "Do you need something?" She quipped.
"Okay, I suppose this is awkward…"
"Only if you make it awkward, Argent."
{ Scott rolled his eyes semi-playfully, closing the book and tossing it onto a pile, his feet hitting the floor with an echoing thud, mumbling just loud enough so she could hear. }
"Fun-sucker."
{ He plopped down next to her, glancing at the textbook in her lap and giving a small shake of his head. It was weird to see Madison sitting on his bed. He was surprised she even agreed to come to his house at all. }
"I can’t believe we got assigned to be partners."
Madison chose to ignore his comment, honestly not caring all that much. "Well let's hope you can believe that if you don't do your share of the work, you're going to regret it." She said with a sugary sweet smile, moving the text book from her lap to his, and taking out a notebook instead. "I really don't want to do this in the first place, so if we could just get through this, that would be great."
Madison usually just let other people do the work for her, but someone had mentioned this particular project to her parents, and suddenly the keys to her porsche were in danger.
“Give me a sec. Wanna finish this page.”
{ He wasn’t showing off. Okay, maybe he was just a bit. }
She just gave him a look "Mmkay, sure. Just let me know when you're done trying to impress me so we can get back to this, alright?" She said with a condescending smile, patting the text book that was open on her lap.
"I see you’re feeling better"
"I told you, it really isn’t that big of a deal- I heal now, remember? I don’t even really need all these bandages. Now can I PLEASE get up from the couch?" She lifted her one arm which was shackled securely to her seat, presumably to keep her from trying to get up before she healed. Normally she wouldn’t hesitate to break it, but to be honest she wasn’t exactly feeling her strongest at the moment.
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Madison: Do you have a copy of the notebook that I could borrow?
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"Awesome, you're home. I locked my keys in my car and need a lift to the station. Oh, and I'm back from London, hey."
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