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@hauntedxhale

Allison wasn’t too happy about having to see Derek, but Scott had asked her, and even though she and Scott were no longer together, she did value him.

“Derek?” She called, crossing her arms a little and waiting for the male to make an appearance as she stood at the entrance of his loft.

“Are you here?” She said a little annoyed. Scott said he was going to let Derek know she was on her way, but that didn’t mean he was actually going to wait for her.

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@notmyjeepyoucreep

Allison groaned in pain, the blade sticking out of her gut. She knew she was losing a lot of blood, but what scared her most was the looks of worry on everyones faces. She placed her hand over the wound, not taking out the blade, but slowly, the pain was getting less and less. 

“It.. it will be ok..” She breathed, her head getting heavier. “Its ok.. I promise.” She breathed.

They were too far away from the hospital, and with no way to get there, she knew there probably was no hope.

She lent against the tree and slowly lowered to sit.

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@stilesavedme liked for a starter

She was unusually quiet, staring off into space even, and it was starting to worry Allison a bit. She lent forwards a little poked Lydia’s shoulder with her pencil.

“Pst. Lydia..” She whispered quietly.

“Lydia? Are you ok?” She asked her, looking towards the teacher to make sure she wasn’t heard.

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@whiskeysoakedmarionette

Allison pulled her bow back, her eyes scanning the horizon. “Do you see anything?” She asked Isaac. They were alone in the woods, while the others were at a Parents meeting. She had managed to skip out, and well Isaac..

She shook her head a little, narrowing her eyes. “I am sure i heard something.” She whispered to him, moving a little closer to him.

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Crossing Lines

@alphabadass Cont.. from >>Here<<

Maybe this was the only way to really get his attention. She had been trying all sorts of little tricks, but right now, as she stood in the doorway in her little black lacy babydoll, she saw the look in his eyes, and was glad she finally got some sort of reaction from him.

As he came closer, she stood up straight and smiled, one corner a little higher than the other, in some sort of smirk.

A small hum rolled in the back of her throat as she felt his fingers, goosebumps rising on her porcelain skin. As he pulled her close, one arm wrapped over his shoulder, standing as close as she possibly could, looking up into his eyes. “I think I prefer you touching too.” She whispered, leaning in and pressing her lips lightly to his.

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@idorpstuffs

Allison was glad her father had respected her wishes to not tell the others she was back. She didn’t need her resurrection being an issue, especially when she had no idea how she was alive again. She had no memory of the time she had been... dead. 

She hated that word. Dead. It was meant to be final, but she wasn’t. Far from it in fact. 

But the hunter... she kept an eye on her friends. She watched them, making sure they were safe. But lately, it was someone else who seemed to grab her attention. He seemed to isolate himself from everyone else, but at the same time, seemed to keep an eye on the pack. She knew what he had been when it came to the fight between the Pack, and the Hunters. But he didn’t seem to want to hurt the pack.

A teen named Nolan. 

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@unlockinglahey

Allison looked at screen and groaned. This was taking far too long. It didn’t help that Isaac was standing so close, and was somewhat distracting. The feel of his body lightly against hers, the smell of his body. It was just too distracting, and what more, this bestiary was just so hard to actually read and concentrate.

“Having any luck?” She asked, lifting her eyes and looking up at Isaac.

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@musesiadore

It was actually just normal evening. Or normal for normal teenagers that was. She wasn’t focusing on trying to help any of her friends, or figuring out what her father was doing. No, she was at home, in her room, trying to concentrate on homework.

But it was difficult to actually concentrate right now.

Allison groaned and rubbed her eyes as she looked over the history book. Her eyes drifted to Isaac, it was so hard to focus on homework, when her boyfriend was sitting so close to her. She bit her lip and watched him, eyes scanning over his form.

“Are you getting any of this?” She asked.