A/N: It's the One Year Anniversary of this series! Yay! In celebration, I'm posting two chapter today! (Neither of them are very long though, so...sorry about that.) The next chapter will be posted later on today. Also, if you follow IJAMOT, you'll get an update to that one later on tonight as well!

Flashback 1.6

Lydia heard her alarm clock go off, but she didn't want to get up. If she had to face Aaron today, she didn't know what she would say. Probably nothing, then just die from embarrassment. She contemplated how easy it would be to avoid him, then just debated faking sick and not going to school altogether.

And that's exactly what she did. She turned her alarm off and went back to sleep. At 8:30, she woke up to her phone ringing. She sleepily reached over and picked it up to see who it was. Stiles.

"Hello?" She answered, her voice scratchy.

"Oh my God! You're alive!" He exclaimed.

"Yes...for now."

"Why aren't you at school?"

"Well, gee...I don't know." She said sarcastically, as she rolled over. "Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I threw myself at a guy, then ran away from him."

She heard Stiles laugh. "Lydia, I told you...he's okay with it. Just come to school."

"I can't. I'm sick." She faked a cough. "Bye. Stiles."

"Wai-" He tried, but she was already hanging up. She huffed as she dropped her phone onto the bed, then covered her head with the blanket.

She went to school on Wednesday, and Aaron immediately found her. So much for the 'avoiding him' plan. She thought.

"Lydia!" He said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the side, "You ignored all of my calls and texts yesterday, last night, and Monday night. Look, I never wanted you to feel pressured to do anything. I wasn't expecting anything from you."

"I know." She said softly. "I just...I wanted to be with you-I do want to be with you."She quickly corrected herself. "I just...I don't know what happened the other night. I guess I got flustered and then I got embarrassed and I-"

"Hey," he said soothingly as he tilted her chin. "It's fine. We'll wait. I have no problem with waiting." She nodded, and he sweetly kissed her lips. "See you after school." He told her, and then walked away.

"What'd I tell you?" She heard from behind her. She turned to see Stiles standing there, a goofy grin on his face.

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes.

"I told you! He really likes you, Lydia! The only one who cared was you."

"Yeah..."

"What?" He asked her.

She looked up confused. "What do you mean, what?"

"I don't know...you just... you looked like you were thinking about something..."

"Nope." She shook her head, as she tried to hide the fact that she'd been caught. Because yes...she was thinking about something. She was thinking about how Stiles was acting like he's always acted. Like having sex didn't change anything between them. Which is what she had wanted, right? Maybe she'd fallen into that cliché that girls can't just have sex without emotions. As it stood, she was the only person who knew what it was like to have sex with Stiles Stilinski. And he was the only one who knew what it was like to have sex with her. No one else could say that. Maybe that meant more to Lydia than it did to him. She would always remember her first time. She would look back years from now and remember how she lost her virginity to her best friend. And she hoped he would do the same. He would never have another first time (or second or third-because yeah..they were by themselves for hours). So why didn't that mean anything to him? Why was she still just his best friend?

"Hey," He said a concerned look on his face. "Why are you crying?" He asked as he lifted his hand to wipe a tear away from her cheek.

She pulled away from him slightly. "I'm fine." She told him and walked away.

It was Thursday when Lydia saw Allison and Stiles coming out of the supply closet a little disheveled. Allison later giddily confirmed that she and Stiles had taken their relationship to the next level the night before.

Lydia smiled and acted like she was happy for them as her heart broke. She wasn't sure what was worse-that it had happened, or that Stiles didn't tell her first. If they were still best friends then she should be the first person he told. So maybe things had changed after all...and not necessarily for the better. As soon as school was over she'd gone directly to her car and broke down as soon as she was inside.

She heard a knock at her window and turned to see Aaron standing there. She wiped her eyes and rolled down her window.

"Are you okay?" He asked her.

"I'm fine. I'm just...It's been a long day."

"Do you want some company?" He asked her.

She smiled. "Thanks, but not right now."

He nodded. "Fair enough. See you tomorrow."

On Friday, Lydia woke up feeling refreshed. Maybe all that had to happen was for Stiles to move on for her to move on. When she finally saw Aaron at school (several hours into her day), she'd pulled him into a long kiss.

"What was that for?" He asked her as he pulled away.

"For being there through the crazy this week." They smiled at each other. "Do you want to do something tonight?"

"Only, if you want to." He said slowly.

"Absolutely." She told him.

"Hey, Lydia." Stiles bounced up to her with excitement. "I'm gonna go throw lacrosse balls at Scott. Wanna come?"

Lydia crinkled her forehead. "Uhh...no thanks?" He shrugged and walked away.

"What was that about?" Aaron asked.

"No idea." She said as she shook her head.

"Alright," Stiles started as he got out of the jeep. "What are we doing here?" He asked his brother. He stopped as he noticed the older wolf standing there. "And by we I mean all of us."

"I could ask the same thing." Derek said as he glared at Allison who had just climbed out of the jeep as well.

Stiles glared at him for a moment before noticing the person in the backseat of Derek's car. "Holy shit! Is that your boss?"

"He's not the alpha." Scott quickly clarified.

"I wouldn't be so sure." Derek piped.

"In answer to your question." Scott began again, ignoring his comment. "We're going to draw the alpha out."

Twenty minutes later Scott, Allison, and Stiles were running back into the school.

"We're going to draw the alpha out." Stiles mimicked his brother as the three of them held the door closed. "Yeah...great plan, Scotty."