The Lovely Lydia

Lydia Martin, 17, Senior at Beacon Hills High. There is more to me than my pretty face. 

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Allison chuckled. “Honestly, I’m not surprised. A year is along time to not need help from the best archer in Beacon Hills,” she bragged, not sure if that still applied to her. she paused, a thought forming in her head. “Is Stiles okay?” she asked. “Is the Nogitsune gone?” The latter question was what really bothered her.

“Yeah, I am not going to lie, we really could have used your archer skills from time to time.” Lydia replied with a chuckle. She liked being able to joke around with Allison again, since it seemed the brunette was the only person that truly understood her. “Yes, the nogitsune is gone, we dealt with that right after your death. Stiles is alright, I mean he feels guilty from time to time, but he is alright.”

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Text @ Jackson

Lydia: So, I am stuck in the library while the hurricane blows over. Are you alright?

Jackson: Yup, stuck at home without any power. Why were you at the library in a hurricane?

Lydia: That's probably a pretty safe place to be.Well, I thought it wasn't coming until later, and now I am stuck here.

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“Well that was smooth.”

Yeah, I have gotten really good at avoiding running into people.

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Text || Derek & Lydia

Derek: I have a missed call from you, is everything okay?

Lydia: I was just wondering if you were okay after the hurricane. Nobody had heard from you.

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Allison nodded. she understood how she felt; Allison herself had felt that way after her mother’s death. She went dark, ready to kill every werewolf that stood in her way, “I understand. I’m sorry for making you feel that way.” She paused, wrapping her arm around her best friend. “Hey, at least I’m back,” she pointed out, smiling.

“It’s alright Allison, I don’t blame you for what happened. That night was just a really bad night where a lot of little things added up to be a tragedy.” Lydia replied, not wanting Allison to spend too much time feeling back about her death. She wrapped her arms around Allison, holding her best friend as close as possible. “I am so thankful that you are back. There have been so many times that we have needed you.”

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Searching for answers //Lydia&Jordan

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Jordan sighed out, not feeling like replying. He decided to change the subject. “So is there any news on the Kanima?” he asked, slightly guilty that he couldn’t do much.

“I haven’t really heard anything about the Kanima in a while, nor has anyone else been attacked. Maybe it left, I don’t know. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” Lydia replied, hoping that by some miracle the Kanima just decided to leave. Although, she knew that the chances of this were very unlikely. Things never seemed to be that easy for the pack.

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Text --> Lydia/Parrish

Jordan: Is someone there with you?

Jordan: Knowing you there's always room to worry.

Jordan: I'm at the police station.

Lydia: Yeah, one of my classmates is here. His name is Felix.

Lydia: I've dealt with far worse than a storm, I can handle this.

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“That’s comforting,” Allison said. She was glad her cousin wasn’t bitter over her death. “How did you feel when I died, Lydia? I know it’s a tough question, but I’m curious.”

Lydia couldn’t help but feel a lump in her throat as she thought about the weeks following Allison’s death. Those weeks had been some of the hardest in her life, and she’s felt a pain greater than she had ever thought was possible. She’d lost too many people in her life, and at that point she’d been beginning to come undone. “It was hard. It was really freaking hard. I felt sad, I felt angry, I felt guilty. Honestly, I was a mess for a long time.” Lydia replied, knowing her best friend wasn’t looking for a sugar-coated answer.

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Jordan: Hey are you okay?

Jordan: Where are you?

Lydia: I'm fine, I'm at the library.

Lydia: No need to worry about me.

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Searching for answers //Lydia&Jordan

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“All of this is so…cliché,” he said, lacking a better word. “Werewolves, banshees; it’s like when I entered Beacon Hills I became part of a haunted house. A life threatening haunted house.”

Lydia couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle at Deputy Parrish’s joke. In reality, she knew what he was feeling completely. Sure Lydia had grown up in Beacon Hills, but things hadn’t always been so dangerous and scary. “We’ll all get through this. We just need to work together, and it will be fine.”

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Hurricane || Lydia & Felix

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Felix breath was weird with the lump in his throat rising. He checked the windows warily. “I can’t understand how such a lovely day can transform into this” he observed with a low tone. A lightning struck and front of them and he unintentionally fell back, almost hitting Lydia on the process. “Uh…sorry, I’m really not a fan of these things” he admitted, his glowing intensifying with time.

“I don’t know, but weirder things have happened I am sure. I mean, storms have a weird way of working.” Lydia replied with a shrug. In reality Lydia was pretty sure that the storm had something to do with the supernatural, although this wasn’t really something that she could tell Felix. As Lydia watched Felix move, she realized that he really was glowing. She had thought it was a trick of the light, but now it was becoming clear that something else was going on.

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Text @ ______

Lydia: So, I am stuck in the library while the hurricane blows over. Are you alright?

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Hurricane || Lydia & Felix

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Three more thunders struck by and he had goosebumps. Soon enough the faint glowing of his skin was starting to increase little by little. He turned to Lydia and smiled nervously. “For how long? I was starting to feel hungry” he says softly. He was not aware that he was actually starting to shine, and that the food was the last of his problems. The thick drops of water hit against the enormous windows and he’s just waiting for Lydia to do something because if it was for him, he would stay exactly where he is right now. After all, natural disasters were not his cup of tea nor his anxiety’s.

Lydia wasn’t sure if it was a trick of the light, or really lack there of, but she noticed that it seemed like Felix was glowing. “Well, to be hones the library is probably a pretty safe place to be in this case. There are a lot of places to hide for protection.” Lydia replied, doing a quick scan of the empty library. All Lydia could hope was that her friends were equally as safe as she was, because she really couldn’t handle the idea of anyone getting hurt right now. There was far too much going on, and she wasn’t sure she had the mental capacity to deal with another loss right now. “We should probably try to get as far from the windows as possible, in case they break.”

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Hurricane || Lydia & Felix

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Felix is not one to fear storms. But he’s not one to like them either. He’s caught here, is it was faith that he had to be prepared for AP Chemistry tomorrow. So let it be, he thinks to himself as he opens the book. It’s funny how the only thing sounding is the storm and Lydia turning pages. He wonders why he’s not next to her. Probably because she’s not the closest to him. But still, they were classmates, they could study together. His concentration flew by even if he schemed through pages like he was actually paying attention to what he read. And then he drifted and drifted enough to actually think in why is the rain so intense and just then the lights goes out and gasp escapes his mouth. He used to be afraid of darkness. Or more specific, what was there. He was there like a statue until Lydia called and the thunder struck and he basically jumped from his chair. “I-I’m here” he says, trying to not sound extremely freaked out. 

Lydia knew better than to fear a simple storm, but she also knew that Beacon Hills didn’t have storms like this. The wind around the school was blowing to violently that she had the sickening feeling that a hurricane was coming. Since California wasn’t really known for hurricanes, Lydia couldn’t help but feel that the storm was caused by a supernatural presence within the town. Hearing Felix call back to her, she walked towards him carefully. With the lights off it was really hard to navigate the room. After bumping into a chair and nearly a table, Lydia was standing beside Felix. “Well, apparently the storm knocked the power out. Looks like we are going to be stuck here for a while.”

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Hurricane || Lydia & Felix

Lydia was studying in the almost empty library while a storm started outside. The only other person who was present was Felix, who was a few tables over from her. Lydia found herself getting distracted by the wind blowing outside, and she watched as the trees blew dangerously in the wind. When the lights went out she knew that they were in serious trouble. Looking around in the library, she tried to find a way out. Logically, she knew that the normal keypad door might not work due to the power being out. “Felix?” Lydia called into the darkness.

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It would defiantly be, they are not the easiest belts to come by.

Maybe you should put a tracking chip on it. Like the kind you can get for car keys or whatever.