AUTHOR'S NOTE: Is anyone still reading? I'm not pressuring anyone for reviews but there's only two for the last chapter so I don't know if the chapter sucked, no-one's reading, or you just didn't get the update =/
Without further ado, here's yet another update.
With a new day came yet another school day. Although, this particular day was a bit of a bore and everyone seemed to be on edge every now and then.
Once again, Avery rode to school with Stiles because she wanted to wait to ride her bike for when her twin got his license as well. The first few morning classes bored everyone and it wasn't until fourth period came around that Scott took Avery to the side.
He had asked if she heard from Allison and when Avery shook her head, he sighed. Apparently Allison hadn't shown up to school and wasn't answering calls or texts.
For a moment, Avery thought old feelings were resurfacing on Scott's behalf once again but when she remembered that Allison was one of three who was surrounded by darkness, she felt uneasy. She tried to reach Allison on her own but just as Scott had told her- Allison wasn't replying or answering.
They then cornered Lydia but she too hadn't heard from the Huntress. When she sensed their unease, she assured them that everything was fine because if it wasn't, they'd have known with Mr. Argent being on a war path had anything happened.
During lunch time- Aiden, Ethan, and Danny sat at the table with Avery, Isaac, Stiles, Scott, and Lydia. And surprisingly, no-one had a problem with it.
When the newcomers sensed the unease coming from Scott and Avery, Danny lightened the mood by joking how much alike Avery and Stiles truly were. When Danny pointed out the batman shirt and ring she was wearing, the group slowly started to laugh and relax.
Classes after lunch passed by a bit more sluggish since majority of them just wanted to go home or check on Allison. But before the final bell could ring, Allison sent out a group text message to her friends.
'I'm fine. Didn't feel well. Dad stayed home with me. I'll meet up with you guys later.-Allison'
When everyone gathered up outside in the student parking lot, Scott asked them if they got the same message from her.
"Yep." Avery sighed. "Seems like she wants to be left alone. I say we let her."
Scott's opinion about the matter was clear on his face as he scowled at Avery's words. "I'd listen to Avery, Scott." Lydia grinned at him. "When a girl wants space, you just gotta give her that space. If not.." She trailed off as she looked back at Avery.
"Major fight. Possibly a few things might be thrown at your head followed by a hysterical meltdown." Avery shrugged. "Leave the woman be. She'll come to us."
Isaac slowly grinned as Avery described what Allison might possibly do and a mental picture came to mind. He had just realized that the female race really were scary beings when pissed off.
"Fine." Scott finally caved. Looking around, he caught everyone's gaze. "What are you all going to do then?"
"Go home." Stiles immediately answered. "I'm tired."
Scott nodded along with Stiles as if he were thinking the same thing. "I don't know." Avery mumbled. "I'm suddenly craving a milkshake and fries."
"Mmm." Lydia hummed in agreement. "From Sally's?" Avery's eyes lit up as she quickly nodded. That place had some legendary burgers as well as milkshakes. "I'll drive if you buy."
"Deal." Avery immediately accepted.
Isaac snorted but as all eyes turned to him, he steps over to Avery's side. "I'm feeling a bit hungry myself."
"Of course you are." Stiles rolls his eyes as he heads towards his jeep. "Just text Dad where you're going!" He calls out over his shoulder to his sister. "Don't want him being paranoid."
"Mhm. Will do." Avery muttered as she reached for Isaac's hand, entwining her fingers with his as she followed Lydia towards her car.
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The ride to Sally's was a rather quick one for the girls and a rather torturous one for Isaac.
He had never once been alone with just the two females in their own element and as soon as Lydia's car was off of school grounds and their friends were well behind them, Avery cranked up the radio and the two ladies belted out the lyrics to whatever song caught their attention. In all his time that he's known Lydia, he'd never seen her so care-free and not caring what anyone else thought about her but he found he rather liked this side of the fiery red-head. She could be fun.
And by the time they got to Sally's and settled in a booth, Isaac was the only one to order an actual meal while the girls stuck with milkshakes and fries as they had discussed at school.
Lydia briefly brought up what Elijah and Nik were up to- Avery thinking nothing of it and telling her friend that they were probably up to no good. Avery continued to think nothing of it as Lydia kept bringing up the two brothers but being a werewolf, Isaac had the perks of picking up on people's emotion. Every time their names left Lydia's mouth, he could hear her heart skip a beat and practically hear her swoon as her eyes glazed over just the slightest. When the words 'handsome' and 'good-looking' kept slipping from her friend's mouth, Avery finally picked up on it and changed the topic.
Lydia laughed all the while, dipping her french fries one at a time in her milkshake before popping it in her mouth as Isaac busied his mouth with his own food. Every now and then, he'd glance at Avery and catch her glowering at Lydia or stuffing more than three fries into her shake before shoving them in her mouth.
After finishing his food, Isaac sits with his arm thrown behind Avery's shoulders as Avery and Lydia sip the remaining of their milkshakes and giggle about the school's latest gossip. Apparently, Avery and Isaac were well on their way of becoming the most talked about couple of Beacon Hills High and Avery found it hilarious because she and Isaac hardly showed any public displays of affection.
With the girls giggling and Isaac trying his best to pay attention to them without actually looking like he was interested in what they were saying- a guy's gotta be cool, ya know?- none of them noticed when a familiar person made his way to their table until his shadow fell upon them and he cleared his throat.
Almost immediately, conversation ceased and the entire table tensed until they looked up, spotting Chris Argent staring down at them almost sheepishly.
"Kids." He greeted.
"Hey, Mr. Argent." Avery was the first to overcome her sudden muteness. "How are you?"
"I'm fine, Avery." He attempted to grin down at her as he wrung his hands together. He quickly cast a look from side-to-side before peering over his shoulder. "Do you mind if I take a seat?" He gestured to the empty spot next to Lydia. "I have something to ask of you two ladies."
Avery's heart started to thump just a little faster now. "G-go ahead."
As Lydia scooted over and Mr. Argent took a seat, Isaac removed his arm from around Avery's shoulders and gripped her hand before placing their clasped hands in his lap. After a reassuring squeeze, Avery started to calm.
"I apologize for intruding on your down time so I'll just get right into it." Chris spoke lowly so that no-one eavesdropped on them. "I'm well aware of the act that Allison, Stiles, and Scott performed in order to find us when Jennifer took us and the consequences that came with said act." He told them and immediately, the mood turned solemn. "What I want to know is how do I deal with Allison? How do Stiles and Scott cope with this?" He asked them and when he looked up, Avery's heart immediately broke for the man's pain. "My daughter isn't the same anymore and for once, I don't know what to do."
Lydia feebly grinned as she reached up to grip Chris' shoulder. "She needs you right now." She told him. "She needs all of us. The more people she has around her to talk to and laugh with, the easier it is to deal with the darkness."
"But she's pushing me away." Chris sighed. "She wouldn't even get up out of bed for school this morning."
"So that's why she ignored us all day." Lydia mused softly.
Chris' head perked up just the slightest at Lydia's words. "Not all day." Avery quickly corrected her. "She did text us after school ended."
Lydia nodded. "True."
"Wait." Chris' gaze darted between the two females. "She talked to you today?"
"Texted us, actually." Avery shrugged. "Just told us that she was fine and that she'd get in contact with us later."
"Well that's more than what she's said to me." He muttered. The four of them lapsed into a silence seeing as they didn't know what else to say to the man. After a few moments of quiet, he suddenly looked up. "Can I ask you girls a favor?"
Avery slowly nodded when she saw Lydia nodding as well. "Sure."
"Can you stay with Allison tonight?" He blurted. "Have a girls night or something. I- I don't know what to tell her when she's like this."
"Of course." Lydia immediately accepted.
"Yeah. We can do that." Avery told him.
Chris seemed to sigh in relief at their words before letting a small grin grace his lips. "Thanks, girls." Avery and Lydia smiled at the elder man before finishing off their glasses of milkshake. When Avery reached into her backpack for her wallet- because Avery wasn't one to carry purses to school- Chris hurriedly delved into his back pocket and slipped out a twenty before tossing it on the table. "I'll see you girls later." He said as he quickly stood. "See you around, Isaac."
"Bye." All three sounded in unison when Chris started to walk away. With a wave over his shoulder, the Hunter was out the door and heading towards his vehicle.
As the three teens get ready to leave and make their own way towards the exit, Isaac finally speaks up. "Am I the only one who's wondering how Chris Argent knew where to find us?"
Avery and Lydia share a look before shrugging while Isaac's left to ponder the mystery.
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When pulling up to the Stilinski home, Isaac saw that Scott's bike was sitting outside so he decided to get off there as well. Lydia told Avery that she'd be back for her when the sun started to set so for her to be ready and ready to gossip all night while eating junk food until they puked.
Upon entering the house, Isaac and Avery found Stiles and Scott sitting in front of the TV with a bowl of chips sitting between them as Avengers played on the screen. The moment the Black Widow appeared on screen, Isaac was quick to make himself comfortable in the recliner and Avery was left to huff and scoff at the three of them.
With John still being at work, Avery set out to text him about staying the night at the Argents with Lydia. And since Chris was going to be there as well, John okay'd it.
Avery was in the middle of packing an overnight bag when Stiles, Scott, and Isaac stumbled into her room before finding any available surface to throw themselves on and get comfortable. As Scott and Stiles fought for room on the bed, Isaac slipped into her desk chair and watched as she shoved a pink and gray rugby styled thermal sleep shirt and a pair of striped sleep boxers into her bag. As she went to the bathroom for her toiletries, she heard Isaac explain to the two boys about Chris seeking them out and telling them he needed help with Allison.
When the boys found out it was a sleep over for the girls, Stiles suggested the boys have their own in his room, and Avery couldn't help but snort in amusement at Scott and Isaac's eager agreement.
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Lydia showed up to pick up Avery just as the sun had set. Avery didn't know if Allison knew they were coming because they had yet receive any type of message from their friend so they decided to not fill her in. They figured that if they showed up with their bags and food, it'd be harder for her to turn them away.
The two teen girls make quick work of stopping by the local Wal-Mart and throwing random pieces of junk food and jars of nutella and peanut butter into their cart. When their cart is half full of snacks, candy, and drinks- they decided that that's enough and pay for their items before setting out to the car. As Avery places the bags in the trunk of Lydia's car, Lydia places a call for two pizzas. She orders one Meat Lovers pie and gets the other a canadian ham with pineapple since it's Allison's favorite.
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Even though Chris was expecting the two girls to show up, he couldn't help the look of surprise on his face when he opened his door to see them with bags hanging from their shoulders, Avery holding two pizzas on one hand, two bags from her other hand, and Lydia with bags of a variety of snacks hanging from her fingers.
"Hope you're hungry." Avery grinned up at him. "I don't think us three girls could eat all this pizza."
Chris numbly nodded as Lydia snorted. "You could but you rather eat candy and pringles."
With a sheepish grin at her friend, Chris opened the door up more and let the girls walk on in with Lydia leading the way. He pointed them out to the medium-sized kitchen where Avery sat down the pizzas and cold drinks on the table while Lydia littered the counters with the other bags of goodies.
Chris watched the girls in awe as they started to unload their bags and line up the snacks along the counters. By the time every item was out of it's plastic bag, Chris raised his eyebrows at them.
"You know, when I asked for you to keep Allison company, I didn't think you'd go to this length."
Avery shrugged with a grin. "It's what friends do, Mr. A. Now come on, serve yourself some pizza and soda."
Chris huffed a laugh and didn't need to be told twice. He told Avery where the plates and glasses where as he moved forward to see which pizza was which. When Avery and Lydia saw him take two of the Meat Lovers and one of the pineapple canadian ham, they couldn't help but grin when they realized that's where Allison got her taste from.
As Chris was serving himself a glass of cold soda, Allison walked into view. And when Avery and Lydia caught sight of their friend, their grins faltered.
"What are you guys doing here?" Allison asked, her hands tucked away in the pockets of a baggy sweater jacket she was wearing. Her hair was pulled back into a small sloppy bun and leggings covered her legs.
She looked beat and tired.
"We, uh, we came for a girl's night." Lydia told her.
Allison's gaze darted from Lydia to Avery to her Dad where they could all see anger flicker behind her eyes. "You shouldn't have." She deadpanned. "I told you I wasn't feeling well. I don't feel up for a girl's night."
"Allison-" Chris called out but she quickly cut him off with a glare.
"Go home." She says to Avery and Lydia though her gaze never wavers from her Dad's. "I'll call or text you tomorrow."
Chris sighs in defeat and as Allison turns to march out of the kitchen, Avery hardens her features and takes a step forward. "Allison Argent! You get your ass back in here."
Lydia and Chris' eyes go wide as Allison freezes mid-step. When she turns to face her friend, the scowl if very evident on her face. "What?"
"You heard me." Avery steels herself. "I'm going to tell you what I told my brother." She says. "Don't push us away." Allison scoffs with a roll of her eyes but her shoulders visibly slump. "I won't say I know how it feels because I don't but you have to let us be there for you. You need to let your Dad be there for you." She pleads. "You were warned of the consequence, Allison, but you can't let it consume you because then you won't come back from it. Your Dad, us, the Pack- it's what's going to keep you grounded. As cheesy as it sounds, we're the light at the end of that damn dark tunnel. Don't turn away from us."
Allison's eyes have glazed over with tears and the second her lips twitch, Lydia loses it. "We're the light at the end of the tunnel? Seriously?!"
Chris' deep chuckles sound next before Allison snorts and quickly covers her mouth with her sleeve-covered hand. "You guys are horrible." Avery pouts. "I was being serious."
"Yes, we're all sure you were." Lydia's lips twitch in amusement as she tries to stop her laughter. "It's just.. you really have a way with words."
"Yes, well, at least I got a reaction other than anger and annoyance out of our friend. What did you do?"
Lydia narrows her eyes in mock anger and Allison finally chuckles out loud. "Okay, okay. You can stay." She caves.
"Excellent." Lydia immediately chirps. "Because we weren't going anywhere anyway so do you want to do this here or in your room?"
Chris watches as the spark in his daughter's eyes slowly comes back the longer she's exposed to her friends and their antics. As Allison chews on her bottom lip in contemplation, Chris clears his throat as he gathers up his plate and glass. "If you go to your room, remember not to shove any trash beneath your bed." He says before disappearing into an opened doorway.
As Allison gazes at both her friends, she slowly grins before moving to gather up some of the snacks on the counter. "Let's take this to my room."
They're quick to gather up as much stuff as their hands and arms could carry before following after Allison into her room. Allison throws a towel atop her bed, instructing Avery to lay the pizza boxes on top so any grease doesn't stain her sheets. As Allison and Lydia toss the rest of their junk food around the bed and on the bedside tables, Avery quickly pours them something to drink before they all settle down on the bed.
With Allison and Lydia sitting up against the headboard, Avery lays out on her stomach towards the end of the bed.
"So," Avery drawls as she opens up the pizza boxes and pulls out a meat lovers slice. "-I've actually never been to one of these so I'm not sure what we're supposed to do."
Allison and Lydia pause for a split second as they're retrieving their own slice of pizza goodness in shock that Avery had never done this before. As they share a brief look, Allison's the first to speak up.
"We eat. We gossip. We give makeovers and we stay up as late as we can." She shrugs. "It's not a big deal."
Avery tentatively bites into her food as she slowly chews and thinks about what they could talk about. Luckily for her, as soon as Lydia gets settled with her piece of pizza, she speaks first.
"So, Jackson emailed the other day. Told me all about how he's part of some pack in London now." She shrugs as if it were no big deal. "He wanted to know how things were down here so I told him everything."
"Everything?" Avery mused with a quirk of her eyebrow.
"Everything." Lydia snorted. "He can't believes Stiles has a hot sister."
At this, Allison and Avery both choke on their food with Allison recovering first and giggling. "You sent him a picture?"
"Duh." Lydia chimes before biting into her slice, chewing, and swallowing. "He didn't believe me so I took a picture of her and Stiles one day at lunch. And then I told him about how she can kick ass and everything and well, he's impressed."
"Uh, she's sitting right here." Avery scowled at them for talking as if she weren't there. "And I'm not sure how I feel about you sending a picture of me to your ex-boyfriend. Is it weird that he thinks I'm hot?"
"Pft. No." Allison shakes her head. "If Lydia can kiss Scott and we be okay then Jackson thinking you're hot is perfectly fine."
"Whoa. Wait. What?!" Avery laughed as her gaze darted back and forth between the two grinning girls in front of her. "Why haven't I heard this story before?"
"'Cause the boys don't like to talk about it." Allison answered. "But it happened. It was when Scott and I were really showing interest in one another and then Lydia threw herself at Scott because she wanted to be dating the Lacrosse star."
"Well I wouldn't have done that if Scott hadn't been bit by Peter and then showed off, and made Jackson look not as good."
The three girls took a break from talking as they laughed, ate some more pizza, and took a sip of their drinks.
"So what happened afterward?" Avery asked as she worked on her second slice of pizza. "I imagine Lydia kissing Scott didn't sit well with you at first?"
Allison smiled at the memory. "Not at all."
"No shit." Lydia huffed which caused Allison to laugh and Avery to grin. "She took me out to the middle of the Preserve and intimidated me with her bow and exploding arrows."
"Atta girl, Alli." Avery winked at her with a grin. "That's one way to make sure no-one messes with your man." Allison beams proudly and Lydia playfully rolls her eyes as she continues to eat. When Avery chances one good look at her friend, she can't believe how true her words rang when she said that all she, Stiles, and Scott needed were their family and friends. She and Lydia had only spent a good ten minutes in their friend's company and already, they could see the difference in her. "So, since we're on the subject of Scott." Avery grins coyly as does Lydia. "Is there any chance of a second chance for you and him?"
Allison slowly chews the remaining food in her mouth as she thinks about it. "Honestly?" And at both their eager nods, she sighs with a small grin. "I hope there is." She mumbles. "The feelings are still there as is the chemistry. It's just a matter of us acting on it and taking that step again."
"Pft. That's simple." Avery shrugs as she bites into her pizza. "Just hide with him in a closet again. I'm sure things will go from there."
As Avery continues with her food, she doesn't see as Allison's face immediately goes red. Lydia has to do a double-take when she sees Allison's face and when Allison refuses to speak after that, Lydia grins. "I'm missing something, aren't I? What's this about a closet?"
Allison turns even redder as Avery snorts, chokes on her pizza, and gulps half her glass of Pepsi before she can speak. "Oh my god, you don't know?!"
"No." Lydia frowns. "What happened?"
"Nothing." Allison immediately blurts which only causes Lydia to be more intrigued. When she sees Lydia perk up, she groans. "Can we drop this? Please. Next subject."
"Oh no you don't!" Lydia jumps in. "We're here to gossip and laugh and have a good time. Now tell me what happened in this closet?"
Avery laughed madly while Allison groaned and shoved a pillow over her face. When Lydia saw that reaction, she immediately turned to Avery for her to spill. "Scott and Alli had to hide in a closet when Mr. Argent came home early." Avery gladly spilled. "Apparently the closet was small because they were pressed up against each other- and without any grinding having to take place- little Scooby woke up and stood at attention."
Allison groaned even louder at Avery's explanation and Lydia cackled madly. "Oh. My. God." She wheezed very unladylike which only caused Allison and Avery to laugh along with her because they'd never seen Lydia let go like this. "Why am I only finding this out now?"
"Because." Allison started to chuckle. "It's embarrassing."
"It's hilarious." Avery amends for her. "Everyone should know."
"No!" Allison immediately glares at her friend. "This doesn't leave the room."
At the intense glare of Allison, Avery and Lydia hold up their hands in surrender. When no-one made a peep, Allison's glare softened and all three girls broke down into a fit of laughter. When they can't stop laughing and eventually push their pizza aside in favor of the candy, Avery closes up the boxes and stacks them before telling the girls she's going to go set them in the kitchen so they can have more room on the bed.
Allison merely nods at her and as soon as Avery steps foot in the kitchen, Chris walks in.
"She sounds better."
Avery smiles at him. "She is. It's like I said. She needs us. All of us, Mr. Argent. The moment she tries to push you away, you latch on and don't let go."
"Yeah." He nods. "I'll have to remember that." Avery catches him eyeing the boxes of pizza and she chuckles.
"Go ahead. We're done with the pizza portion of our night so it's all yours." Chris smiles gratefully before pulling out two more slices and disappearing into the room he'd gone in earlier.
When Avery gets back to the room, Allison and Lydia fall silent and smirk at her. "What?"
"Isaac." Allison's smirk widens. "It's only fair we now get the scoop on you two since you've heard about Scott and Jackson now."
"Yeah." Lydia decides to pipe up. "How far have you and our resident puppy of a werewolf gone? We want the dirty and kinky details."
Allison and Lydia are on the verge of giggling when they see Avery's amused smile falter. The moment they catch it, their smirks falter as well and then they suddenly feel bad.
"Isaac and I-" Avery gulps with a feeble grin. "-the most we've done is, uh, kiss." She shrugs as nonchalantly as she could. "Given my past-"
"Shit, Avery. We're sorry!" Allison's eyes bulge. "We forgot about-"
"It's fine." Avery is quick to cut her off. "I can't let that dictate my relationships for the rest of my life." She assures them though she averts her gaze to the floor. "But I won't lie. It does have a huge impact on my decisions and I made sure Isaac knew that before we became official." She sadly grins. "He's following my lead as of right now until I'm truly comfortable with going any further."
The silence that follows her answer has Avery fidgeting nervously from foot to foot and when she finally chances a glance at her two friends, she finds them smiling fondly at her.
"He really likes you, you know?" Allison tells her. "You picked a good one."
"Yeah you did." Lydia throws in. "Any guy who's willing to wait and not push his girlfriend into anything is always a good one."
Avery tries her best to suppress her giggle but it slips out. "He's different." She mumbles as a blush stains her cheeks. "When I'm with him, it's different than before when I tried to enter a relationship." Allison and Lydia smile encouragingly at her so she moves forward to sit at the edge of the bed. "His touch doesn't make me flinch anymore nor do his hugs and I sometimes find myself wanting to initiate things with him but I'm too chicken to do so."
"Oh, honey." Lydia cooed softly. Avery thought she was about to say to take all the time she needed but the next words out of Lydia's mouth made Avery snort and Allison laugh. "Just jump his bones already. I'm pretty sure he won't push you away."
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As the night slowly progressed, the girls quickly changed into the sleep wear for the night. Instead of trying to fall asleep- Allison, Avery, and Lydia are wide awake and snacking on junk food as Allison and Lydia tell her all about Scott, Jackson, and Stiles' shenanigans before she got to Beacon Hills.
She figured her brother had always been a pain in the ass so that didn't really come as a shock to her and neither did finding out that Scott has always been an adorable human puppy. Jackson, however, well she got the inkling that he was a bit of a douchebag. Seeing as she hadn't met him face to face, she didn't voice her opinion about him and kept her mouth shut seeing as Lydia still got this look in her eye whenever Jackson was mentioned.
It was obvious to Allison and Avery that Lydia still held feelings for her ex which then prompted them to ask her about Aiden and where things stood with the alpha.
They didn't get much from Lydia- the only piece of information they got on Aiden being that things were okay with the two of them and they were just fooling around until he and Ethan moved on.
The mood threatened to turn somber but before Lydia or Allison could slump in on themselves, Avery jumped up and peered at her reflection in a small oval mirror that clung to Allison's wall.
"So this makeover portion of our night." She mused softly. "Exactly what does it entail?" Just as expected, Lydia immediately perked up. "And stay away from my eyebrows." And again, just as expected, Lydia pouted before looking Avery up and down to see what they could do."
Allison chuckled softly before leaning forward. "What did you have mind? Something just for fun or something on the permanent side."
"I'm thinking something permanent." Avery surprised both Allison and Lydia. "After all we've been through, I'm looking for a bit of change."
Lydia hummed in thought and this time, it was Allison who perked up. "When I wanted change after last years drama, I chopped off my hair. Why not do a haircut?"
Avery suddenly clutched at her hair with false fear. "Are you kidding me?! I've never cut my hair once. I think if I were going to go that drastic, I shouldn't be sober."
Without so much as a peep, Lydia jumped to her feet and nearly sprinted to where she had laid her bag. As she picked it up, she quickly made her way to the bedroom door and locked it. And before either of the other girls could ask what the hell was going on, Lydia's hand disappeared into her bag before coming back out with a bottle of Jose.
Simultaneously, Allison and Avery's eyes bulge. "Oh don't give me that look." Lydia admonished them. "It's a girl's night. Of course there needed to be some form of alcohol." She tosses the bottle onto the bed where Avery quickly snatches it up to keep it from rolling off.
Lydia's hand disappears back into her bag before they hear clinking and she soon produces three shot glasses from within her bag. While Allison and Avery look on with uncertainty, Lydia makes work of setting out the three shot glasses on the nearest beside table before snatching up the bottle of liquor and filling each glass.
As soon as the cap is back on the bottle, Lydia picks up her glass and holds it out as if waiting to toast to something. When she merely quirks an eyebrow at both Allison and Avery- Avery picks up the remaining two shot glasses before handing one over to Allison.
The moment Allison and Avery hold their shot glass near Lydia's, Lydia smirks. "To change."
"To change." Avery and Allison repeat before bumping glass with Lydia and downing their drink.
Lydia takes it like a champ, Allison grimaces at the warmness of the drink, and Avery outright coughs.
"Buck up, ladies." Lydia smirks at them. "This is only the first round of many tonight."
The next morning, Avery was the first to wake with a groan. Her mouth was terribly dry, her head was pounding, and something was slithering around in her stomach that she was on the verge of upchucking.
As she slowly lifted her head from the pillow, she realized herself and Lydia had trapped Allison between both their sleeping forms. The girls look peacefully asleep and while Avery's head pounded, she couldn't help but wish that they woke up in a similar state she was currently in.
The sudden urge to pee has Avery climbing out from beneath the blanket and sitting at the edge of the bed to steady herself while the room stopped spinning. Allison has a small bathroom connected to her room which she's grateful for because she really didn't want to sneak around the hallways hungover. She didn't think Mr. Argent would be too lenient about them consuming alcohol.
When she finally gets her bearings, Avery stands to walk to the bathroom only to freeze mid-step when a knock sounds on the bedroom door. Avery doesn't make a move to answer it but the second and third knocks start to rouse the other two teenage girls. The second the door knob jingles, Allison and Lydia shoot up in bed.
"Girls? I don't know why this door is locked and I'm pretty sure I don't want to know but I just thought I'd tell you breakfast is on the counter. I need to go run some errands so I'll be back later."
Lydia groans before falling back on the pillows and Allison stammers out an, "O-okay, Dad! See you later."
Heavy footsteps sound, signaling that Chris has walked away. Avery heaves a sigh of relief which catches Allison's attention. When Avery glances at her friend, she sees Allison staring wide-eyed at her and looking more alert than a few seconds ago.
"What?" Avery mumbles self-consciously.
Allison remains quiet as she points at Avery's head. "Y-your hair." She mutters. "I didn't think you'd actually go through with it."
Avery's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "My hair?"
When Allison's gaze never leaves her head, Avery gets an unsettling feeling in stomach. She slowly reaches up, fingers delving into her hair and when she feels her hair there, she lets out a breath of relief. But as she combs her fingers through it, she realizes that her fingers come out of it way too soon. She usually has to bring her hair forward so her fingers can keep combing all the way through it but now, her fingers come out of her hair a little passed her shoulders.
Eyes widening in realization, Avery books it to the bathroom and throws open the door. Quickly flicking on the bathroom light, Avery lets her eyes adjust before staring at her reflection in the mirror. She has a serious case of bed head but the thing that sticks out the most is the fact her hair no longer hangs down to the middle of her back. Instead, her hair is hanging limply an inch passed her shoulders.
"What did you do?!" She shrieks.
From inside the bathroom, she can hear someone groan and someone chuckling. As she stomps back into the room, she finds Lydia sitting up now with a grin plastered across her face and Allison rummaging through her bedside table.
"Relax." Lydia waves her off and Avery is oddly jealous that she doesn't seem hungover like she feels or Allison looks. "I only did what you wanted. You wanted change, I gave you change."
"Yeah but," Avery pouted as she whined. "-I wasn't actually being serious! I liked my long hair."
"Yes, well, now you have short hair." Her red-headed friend shrugged as Allison started to pass out Tylenol. "And be glad that you can pull it off. You and Allison look cute with short hair."
"Lydia." Avery whined as she stomped her foot. She graciously took the pills Allison handed her and picked up a discarded half empty gatorade bottle. After quickly downing the pills, she went back to pouting at her friend.
"Knock it off. I'll buy you a snack after we eat Mr. Argent's breakfast."
Avery pursed her lips in contemplation before walking over to her over-night bag. "Fine." She says as she pulls out some clothes. "But I got first shower."
With a snort from her friends, Avery disappears into the bathroom with black slim-fit jeans, a black crop-top with a cheetah print lightning bolt, and a red plaid throw-over shirt. She's quick to do a scrub down on her body and face, and realizes that with shorter hair- it's a hell of a lot easier and quicker to wash out.
While Avery showered in Allison's bathroom, Lydia showered in Chris' and both girls were done around the same time. When they ventured into the kitchen, they found Allison plating chocolate chip pancakes with bacon and eggs along with bowls of fruit. The girls quickly ate, the three of them shoveling food down their throats with very minimal manners before Allison departed to go shower herself.
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The girls spent another few hours with Allison after they've eaten and cleaned up her room, only leaving once Chris came back from running errands. Avery and Lydia were nearing the elevator to be taken down to ground level when Chris had caught then and expressed his gratitude for getting Allison out of her funk.
Both girls had waved him off with smiles, each one earning a hug from the elder Argent before they departed.
The entire drive to Avery's house has Lydia giggling and Avery worrying about how her new haircut is going to be received. Lydia makes no move to soothe her friend and once they're parked outside the Stilinski home, Lydia nearly kicks Avery out of her car before pulling away and laughing inside her car.
Facing her home now, Avery suddenly realizes that her Dad is currently at work and only Stiles is home. Well, Scott too and most likely Isaac.
Shoving her fear down, Avery walks forward and hesitates right outside the front door. She takes a moment to gather her wits before entering her home and following the sounds into the living room. When she steps foot in there, all three boys are already looking at her with smirks.
Fidgeting in spot and ready to ask why they were staring at her, Scott holds up his phone. "Allison said Lydia got scissor happy last night. Since she already had short hair, we figured you were Lydia's victim."
"Yes, well, never trust Lydia after you've consumed alcohol." She bristled under their stares.
Stiles and Scott snorted in amusement while Isaac looked on with his expression dreamy. "Dude, we're so crashing girl's night next time."
Avery's outfits are up on Polyvore.