Hi! Okay, so please bear with me here, since this is my first Teen Wolf fanfic, let alone my first Stydia fanfic, and this story might start off seeming a bit weird, but, for future reference, this will probably be only eight chapters at most, and also, it's supposed to be a balance between romance, friendship and humour, so I just wanted to get all of that straight. Anyway, please enjoy the prologue and let me know what you think! If you guys like it, I might just update in the next day! Might being the keyword here.
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Orange and blue. Orange and blue. Those two colours have been swimming in her head all night. She has been unable to think of anything else –well, anything other than him- all night. It's like he put a curse on her or something, and knowing this town, it wouldn't be out of the ordinary except for the fact that she knows he would never do anything like that to her, which is one of the reasons why she's been stuck in this is thought process all night.
Lydia reached over to her bedside to turn her phone on to check the time. Six o'clock. Just enough time to do whatever she had to do to get the colours out of her head and somewhere else, and then actually gain the courage for whatever she was about to do.
Lydia was normally confident, or at least, she usually pretended that she was, but when it came to Stiles Stilinski, she had no control over her feelings or her emotions, and she hated it.
Ten minutes had passed and Lydia was still lying in bed, trying to gain the motivation to get up. However, when she thought about the fact it had been a month since she had been released out of Eichen House and Stiles still hadn't mentioned anything about that night, she pulled her covers off and walked straight to her wardrobe.
Now, what was the most flattering orange and blue outfit she could wear?
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