After a few more classes and lectures, it was finally a day over. Luckily for me, I hadn't been sat next to Stiles in any of them. As I headed back over to dorm 'B', Allison ran up behind me.

"Lydia", she panted. I turned to face her and waited patiently while she caught her breath for a few seconds, "Oh my god, sorry I ran to catch up with you", she placed her hand over to chest in the hopes that her breath would come back quicker. "I'm so unfit!"

"Its fine, what's up?" I giggled. She eventually straightened up again and took in a final deep breath in.

"We're going to a party tonight", she took my arm and we both walked towards the dorm together. My stomach instantly tightened at the word 'party'. I was not, in any way at all, a party girl. "It will be fine Lydia, I'll help you find something to wear and we'll have fun. Scott invited me" she beamed. God she's like a mind reader, I hadn't even changed my facial expression since she told me.

"Sure, sounds fun", I told her. It was a complete lie but I need to make some more friends, I couldn't just stick with her all the time because she would obviously want to hang out alone with Scott. Besides, she was right: I'll probably have fun.

"Wow, I expected you to make more of a fuss about it", Allison genuinely looked surprised. I pushed her playfully as we walked into our dorm building and towards our room.

We were in the room for only about two seconds for Allison to grab a couple of towels and then she dragged me back out and towards the bathroom. My legs were aching from all of the walking that I wasn't used to doing and I really wanted to sit down but I didn't complain. The room was empty except for one girl in a shower stall, I trusted Allison and I was tired so I just stripped off in the middle of the room.

"See I told you," Allison commented, also removing her own clothes. I rolled my eyes for what had to have been the hundredth time that day and stepped into the closest shower stall to me. I hadn't been able to pick up my shower bag in Allison's rush so I had to use the shampoo and soap that were already in the stall. They smelled so bad of chemicals but I made do.

"I'm heading back to our room Lyds", Allison shouted and I all of a sudden felt shy; I didn't want to be alone in this room. I was being stupid. "Okay", I shouted and listened to the door of the bathroom open and close again.

I washed the remainder of bubbles out of my hair and wrapped my towel around myself. The room now had a bunch of girls in it, most likely also heading to the party. I picked up my clothes from the corner of the room where I had left them and exited the room. I couldn't be bothered to put them back on only to take them off again and my room was only about five doors down. Also like I said, the room was now filled with other girls…

I tiptoed speedily, trying not to drip onto the carpet too much. A stumpy guy with a thick neck wolf whistled as I went passed and I flipped him off, rolling my eyes. By the time I'm done at University, I will have worn my eyes down to nothing. He started to laugh but then his eyes drifted behind me and he stopped. He almost looked intimidated by something. I looked over my shoulder to see what he had seen and my eyes locked with the gorgeous pair of whiskey ones that I have come to know so well.

Thick neck practically ran in the other direction. I turned to face Stiles, gripping my towel as tightly to my body as I could to make sure it didn't fall down. I would die if I did anything else to embarrass myself in front of him.

"Thanks" I swallowed hard. He frowned slightly but other than that his face was unreadable. He eyed me up and down. There was a slight smirk on his lips and then he stepped to the side and walked straight past me. What is with this guy, why does he hate me so much?

I was angry now as I stormed into my room. Allison had an outfit laid out on her bed and she was straightening her hair. I growled in frustration and slumped onto my own bed, which I still hadn't put the sheets I had brought from my home on. I made up my mind that I hated Stiles 'Stilinski'.

"What happened?" she put her straighteners onto the dressing table in front of her and turned towards me.

"What 'happened' is that Stiles is a rude jerk!" I ranted and thumped my fist again my bed in irritation. She raised her eyebrows at me to tell me to continue, "Every single time I… he just hates me!" I decided that was all I was going to say, the rest was too complicated to explain.

"He probably doesn't hate you, he doesn't talk to anybody remember?" Allison shrugged and then turned back to her hair. I didn't say anything else but what she said didn't make me feel any better; he could at least pretend to be a nice person. What harm could a simple nod do when I say thanks?

I waited silently and patiently for her to finish with her hair and then sat at the dressing table and started to dry mine while she did her make-up. I eyed up her straighteners for a few seconds before convincing myself to be brave enough to try and curl my hair. I never do anything exotic with it because I'm always too scared it won't work. As I curled the last strand, I wished that I had just left it how it was.

"Your hair looks great Lyds, do your make-up and I'll pick something out of my clothes for you", she told me excitedly and I kind of felt hurt. What was wrong with my clothes?

I applied my foundation and concealer and then put on my eyeliner and mascara, avoiding the eye shadow. I didn't want to look like I was trying too hard – I don't know why I was so desperate to make a good impression, or even who I was making an impression on.

Allison dropped a blue dress onto my bed and a brown belt to go over the top of it. They had obviously been expensive, probably from her mother's boutique buying in San Francisco.

"Ally, I can't wear that!" I gaped wide eyed at the beautifully laid out outfit.

"Oh, if you don't like it then I have some other stuff", she headed back over to the chest of draws she was using for a wardrobe and started to rummage inside.

"No, it's great but I don't trust myself not to ruin it", I laughed and this time she rolled her eyes at me.

"It doesn't even really fit me anymore, it's yours", she grinned at my open mouthed expression. I picked it up, looked at the label and practically dropped it as I saw the expensive brand name 'Oscar De La Renta' printed there.

"I can't take this!" I insisted even though my brain was screaming out for me to try it on.

"I got it half price, have it Lydia", she went over to her jewellery box and started measuring the colours with her outfit.

"Thank you so much, seriously Ally I love you!" I squealed as I jumped into the dress and pulled the belt around my waist. She laughed and stood up to examine me.

"You look amazing Lydia, are you ready to go?" she slipped her feet into some heels and I forced mine into a pair of flats. Like I said, my legs were already aching today.

"You look amazing too", I told her truthfully. She was wearing a mini black dress and some patterned tights with some back heels to match. Her lips were painted red and her eyes were flicked with eye liner.

She smiled and we both headed out of our block. Outside was freezing cold and my skin instantly turned into goose bumps but Allison didn't seem to mind it. She led the way to the party and I followed her, having no idea where I was going.

"The party is at Scott's place", she told me as we crossed over to dorm 'D' and entered the building. The heat flushed though me and it felt amazing compared to outside. She took my arm as we headed closer to the vibrations of music and we stopped outside room '11'. "Ready?" she beamed. I nodded and she opened the unlocked door, revealing dancing bodies and thumping tunes.