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Ready When You Are

Part One

Summary

Autumn Monroe, resident queen bee and bitch, comes back to Beacon Hills after a much needed break to find things aren't how they used to be. For instance, she no longer runs the school as her former 'best friend' and now enemy, Lydia Martin, has taken her place. Autumn will stop at nothing to destroy Lydia's life like Lydia destroyed hers.

Gia Anderson is the new girl with high hopes for her new life in Beacon Hills. She's ready to take on life away from her overbearing family and start fresh, but things prove to be a little difficult when things start to happen around town. And she's not the only that notices. Gia and Autumn may be the unlikeliest of friends, but they will learn that not every thing about Beacon Hills is what it seems.

Dear Louie,

When I moved to Beacon Hills, it was strictly to help my nana. Sure, I had preconceived notions that I would make a few friends and be someone completely different from who I used to be. But never in my wildest dreams could I have anticipated werewolves. And not the big cuddly kind Twilight brainwashed every girl in America to love. No, here in Beacon Hills they have gnarly claws and razor sharp teeth that can tear me apart. Oh and did I mention one of them happens to be the boy I can't help, but find incredibly attractive? Talk about playing with fire. But at least I don't have to go about this on my own.

Autumn Monroe may be a little rough around the edges, but once you get passed that she's the most loyal person I've ever met. The kids whisper about her in the hallways, but they don't know the real Autumn. The girl I've had the pleasure of befriending. She has my back in this whole werewolf mess just like I have hers. Hell, she even has a crush on a werewolf as well. Mr. Isaac Lahey, who is a total cutie pie, by the way; I'm totally rooting for them.

However, she and I may have to put our love lives on the shelf for the time being. It seems werewolves aren't the only creatures plaguing Beacon Hills. We have hunters, Alpha's, and a giant lizard. I have a feeling there is more out there that we don't know about and that thought alone racks my body with shivers. The deeper Autumn and I delve into the town's secrets the more at risk we'll be to get caught in the crossfire. But there is no turning back now.

Sure, it's a kick in the face every time I see Scott or Isaac, but they are still my friends. Werewolves or not, I don't plan on leaving them because of who they are. I ran away once and I'm sure as hell not going to do it again. I'm in Beacon Hills for the long haul. I just hope Autumn and I make it out of here unscathed.

Sincerely,

John Watson a.k.a. Gia Anderson

I pull on the fitted black tank top covering my torso in agitation. My heart is racing and I can feel my skin starting to clam up. I look around at all the kids talking and laughing; having a good time while I practice my Lamaze breathing in the corner.

"McCall my grandmother climbs faster than you! Move it!" Coach bellows causing my eyes to inadvertently fly to Scott who is currently climbing the rock wall.

"Oh hell," I mutter hunching at the waist trying to get my breathing under control. Seriously out of all the things Finstock can make us do, he chooses the rock wall? If his intention is to give me a heart attack before first period, he's succeeding.

"Gia, are you okay?" I squeeze my eyes shut when Scott's shoes suddenly appear in my line of vision.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lie lifting my head with a less than enthusiastic smile. "I was just seeing….what kind of wood they used for this gym floor." I nod internally grimacing at my lame excuse. "Must be cherry," I laugh nervously scuffing the wood with my shoe.

"You're scared to climb the rock wall, aren't you?" Scott smiles adorably, his brown eyes shining in amusement.

"That obvious?" I ask jumping out of my skin when coach yells for Stiles and Erica to get suited up. Scott laughs reaching out a hand to steady me.

"A little," he chuckles gripping my elbow gently. Goosebumps break out on my skin where he's touching me and I can feel my heartbeat spike in response. Scott must notice because he quickly pulls his hand away bringing it to rub the back of his neck almost bashfully. "So you're perfectly okay with werewolves, but heights are a deal breaker for you?" He teases me breaking our little moment.

"Well let's just say I haven't had the best experience with them." I frown lifting my eyes to the wall that might as well be Mount Everest. I find Stiles has already reached the top and is coming back down while his partner has just reached the half-way mark.

"What happened?" Scott asks from beside me sounding the littlest bit interested.

"Hey is she alright?" I ask concerned completely ignoring his question as I watch Erica shaking like a leaf on the wall.

"Erica." Coach yells while everyone crowds around him. "Dizzy? Is it vertigo?" He asks looking absolutely lost on how to handle the situation.

"Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear." I hear a girl tell the coach like it's the most obvious piece of knowledge in the world. I can't see who it is over the crowd, but she doesn't sound too pleasant. "She's just freaking out."

"Erica!" Coach yells again making me wonder why no one is going up there to get her.

"I'm fine." She calls sounding anything, but okay. I look at Erica's terrified form clinging to the wall helplessly before I grit my teeth and shake my head.

"Ah hell," I sigh taking a shaky breath as Scott turns to me in confusion. I let out a nervous chuckle while my breathing turns into shallow puffs. "You remember how I said I usually like to stay behind the scenes?" I ask watching him nod his head slowly. "Well," I take a deep breath looking back towards the wall, "this is not one of those times." With that, I push through the crowd while repeating my apologies until I reach the front of the line.

"Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she's epileptic," Allison informs him sending me a quick smile when she notices me.

"Why doesn't anyone tell me this stuff?" Finstock sputters looking up at Erica in panic. I take this as my queue to intervene.

"Excuse me, Coach." I try grabbing his attention coughing when I hear a slight tremor in my voice. He doesn't even acknowledge me as he keeps his eyes focused on Erica. "Coach?" I ask only to have him ignore me once again. "Fine then," I growl under my breath as I step forward grabbing the second harness and strapping myself in.

"Hey, just what in the hell do you think you're doing?" Coach Finstock yells finally taking notice of me. I glance at him in annoyance handing the rope to Allison.

"Please for the love of Ben and Jerry's catch me if I fall." I plead as Allison takes the rope quickly nodding her head.

"Of course." I nod turning around and grabbing the first ring with every ounce of strength I possess. Before I can talk myself out of it I lift my foot and I begin to climb. It's hard keeping my balance when my legs and arms are shaking like jello, but I keep my eyes focused on Erica. She is the only reason I'm doing this right now.

"You're going to be just fine, Erica!" I hear Finstock bellow just as I reach the blond. She's hugging the wall fearfully much like myself except I'm trying not to show how afraid I am.

"Hi," I smile encouragingly when the girl looks over at me. She looks scared shitless and I cannot blame her.

"I-I'm fine." She stutters looking at me embarrassed before closing her eyes as her muscles tense.

"I know you are," I breathe keeping my gaze on her. If I look down I'm done for. "But you see I'm not." I admit making the girls eyes pop open in surprise. "I'm actually quite terrified of anything that involves my feet leaving the ground." I clench my jaw closing my own eyes when I start to get light-headed.

"Why would you come up here?" She asks quietly watching me curiously. By the way, she's holding herself, almost cautiously; it makes me think she doesn't get many nice things done for her. It saddens me.

"Well I just thought we could help each other out and go down together. What do you say?" I ask smiling in relief when she gives me a hesitant nod. "Awesome," I sigh holding out my hand. "Let's get the hell off this rock wall." I laugh getting Erica to let out the smallest of chuckles. She nods taking my hand. "Alright on the count of three we push off. One…two…three," I say kicking off from the wall as does Erica. We make it to the ground in two seconds flat, but it's still too long for me. My legs instantly begin to wobble when I hit the mat. However, I don't have to worry about falling as an arm circles my waist. I look up to find Scott grinning down at me.

"That was really nice," he says with affection. "Not many people would have had the guts to do that."

"What can I say? I live for danger." I laugh catching Allison's eye from across the gym. She's staring at Scott's arm draped around my waist in suspicion.

"I can see that," Scott mutters quietly still staring down at me. I smile taking a step away from him watching his arm drop uselessly to his side. The bell chooses that moment to ring as I point towards the locker room.

"I better go. Thanks for catching me." I say my smile widening when his does.

"Any time," he grins goofily at me before running off to meet Stiles. I shake my head walking back to the locker rooms. I no longer have sea legs and I want nothing more than to find Autumn. She'll want to hear about this.

The bell signaling the end of dreadful Mr. Harris's chemistry class pulled me out of my stupor. I picked up my purse and pulled my books off the table. My head was swirling with the events of last night replaying over and over. I hadn't really gotten much sleep, three hours at most, was all I could acquire. My mind wouldn't let go of the flashbacks and even in my dreams my mind was going crazy. I just couldn't catch a break. Every waking moment I kept thinking about the creeper on the motorcycle, the memories that plagued me every day, and the stupid gnawing hunger in the pit of my stomach. Of course this morning I ate my plate of sliced fresh fruit and small bowl of oats, but right now all I wanted to do was devour a whole bag of mini snicker bars.

I had to literally keep myself busy so I wouldn't do anything stupid. So, at freaking five this very morning I had gotten up went for a four mile run through the neighborhood; trying desperately to clear my mind from the jumbled mix of thoughts and memories going through my brain. It had helped a bit. So, when I had gotten home I was able to put on my fake smile and show for Olga and my father.

I began walking toward the door but turned back to see if Gia wanted to go to lunch together. When I did get a look at Gia I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. There she was chit chatting with Scott and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. It was so obvious the little twinkle that took residence up in her eyes as she looked at Scott. No way. Doe eyes was looking at her with a small spec of pixie dust in his eyes. I shook my head at how those two were just drawn to one another. It was cute.

"She's a hazard. I can't believe they let her back in school." I heard a girl whisper to her friend.

I acted as if I hadn't heard her, of course, but it didn't mean I didn't; and it didn't mean it didn't hurt. I hated it. Everyone knew how crazy I really was. Everyone is scared of me and I'll never be the old Autumn. The queen bee, the 'it' girl, or the girl every guy wanted to date and every girl wanted to be. I know shallow but I'm a teenage girl. That's the way I'm built. Except that normal teenage girls don't suffer from being mentally crazy.

"Hey, Autumn, you okay?" Stiles' voice echoed from beside me and I jumped a bit. I looked to the spas beside me and put on my best smile.

"Totally." I lied through my facade of cheerfulness. Stiles looked at me for a while and he looked as if he wasn't buying my answer.

"If you need to talk about last night." Stiles began but I placed my hand on his shoulder and shook my head.

"I'm okay. Really, I'll see you later." I answered and smiled so hard I felt like my cheeks were going to literally fall off. Stiles nods his head but still looked unconvinced. I give him a small wave and turn to walk out the door but Stiles surprises me and grabs my hand; stopping me from leaving.

"Sit with us at lunch." Stiles' eyes were looking at me with such sincerity. His chocolate eyes looking at me so kindly that in that moment I could see his father's eyes from yesterday. He took my quietness as uncertainty when in actuality I was admiring how kind the dorky boy was. "Gia can come too." He added as his cheeks blushed red when I let out a giggle. I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. Danny and Jackson would forgive me for not sitting with them this once.

"Okay, see you in a bit." Stiles' eyes widened at my answer and his face broke out into a gigantic smile.

"Alright, uh…umm…lunch. See. Eat. Uh. Bye." Stiles scampered nervously as he let go of my hand. Causing me to laugh and desperately try to hide the heat that took residence in my cheeks for noticing; he still was holding my hand. Get it together. It's just Stiles.

I strutted down the hall and felt a bit perked up and smiled at myself. I didn't care right now that some of my peers were eyeing me like I was a wild animal ready to attack. I kept my head held high and smiled to myself as I listened to my light pink pumps click clack across the tile. I loved that noise. It made me feel empowered. I took a step forward to suddenly be practically bulldozed over.

"Ouch. Watch where you're going." I seethed out as I bent down to pick up my one of my books off the tile floor. Two hands instantly pick up my other book handing it to me. I snatch it from the boy's hands as I look at him. He looked painfully pathetic and like an extreme loser that I kind of felt bad for barking at him.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention I was looking at my camera." He gestured to his expensive professional looking camera. I take a deep breath and nod my head.

"It's cool. Just some advice for next time." I smooth down my crème pink floral dress and looked at the boy in front of me. "Leave the stills and candid's and appreciate and care for the living." The boy's face broke out into a smile and he nods his head.

"I will." He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, again, Autumn." I arch my eyebrow. He didn't seem scared of me. Huh?

"Good, uhh?" I gestured to the boy. His face brightens up.

"Matt. My name's Matt." His voice held a lot of enthusiasm. I smiled and nodded my head indicating that this conversation is over and surprisingly he understood. That's not very common.

"Bye." Matt said as he steps to the side letting me walk by. I smile and start walking forward.

"Autumn." Matt called out my name. I turned around and he has his camera to his face. "Smile."

I smile as Matt takes my picture. He looked down at his camera and smiled brightly.

"Now, I can appreciate and care for both the living and the candids." A shiver suddenly went down my spine as the sentence left his mouth. I waved and turned around to get as far away as possible.

"Sherlock. Wait up." Gia's voice sounded off behind me. I turned around and smiled at my brunette friend. She was small but still taller than my five foot two frame. It made me chuckle at how her cheeks were a bit pink showing a faint blush and the way she had a little hop to her step. I'm pretty sure it has to do with some doe eyed werewolf.

"Sup, John. What's with the new hop in your step my friend?" I asked her teasingly.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," she smiled clearly knowing exactly what I meant. "I just wanted to tell you about this morning! I almost peed myself climbing the rock wall to help Erica down, which by the way, Finstock is kind of useless in crisis situations." She laughed shaking her head before a faint blush rose to her cheeks.

"Changing the subject are we now." I arched my eyebrow with a smirk on my face. Gia's face brightened and she instantly let out a small embarrassed laugh. I was about to tease Gia a bit more when I saw Jackson grab Lydia's arm and usher her away to a corner. Instantly I grabbed Gia and pulled her next to the lockers beside them. Gia's face looked confused but I placed a finger over my lips telling her to stay quiet. I leaned closer to them while still strategically making myself as discrete as possible.

"It's like…it's like you're immune." Jackson tone of voice sounded disgusted and I would be lying if I said that it didn't make me smile.

"I don't have a clue to what you're talking about." Lydia countered angrily. I heard a slam of what sounded like a body being pushed up against the wall, causing Gia and I to jump a bit.

"It's…it's you. Whatever it is…blood, saliva…whatever soul-killing substance is running through your veins, you did this to me." Jackson yelled at Lydia and I could faintly hear her crying. "You ruined it for me!" I looked to Gia who was staring wide eyed and I could see pity behind her eyes. I was probably looking the same minus the pity. I was worried about Jackson.

"You ruined everything!" Gia and I jumped again as Jackson yelled quite loud and menacing.

I could really hear Lydia crying now. She sounded really hurt and I smirked because it was happening, he was ruining her. Yet, as I looked at Jackson walk away I couldn't help but feel a weird sensation in my chest. I thought I'd be happier at her downfall. Jackson turned to look back at Lydia and I saw regret behind his eyes. He then looked at me and I silently looked at him worry etched across my face.

"I'm fine." He mouthed as he waved and continued down the hall. Gia turned toward me after watching Jackson and I's interaction.

"Okay, before I say anything, what in the hell just happened? Who was Jackson yelling at?" Gia asked confused while she glared at Jackson's retreating form. I shook my head at how impulsive and selfish Jackson could be. I guess maybe that's why we were best friends.

"Lydia." I said as I looked back at Jackson. His words were cryptic yet I knew it had to do with the werewolf crap that was going around Beacon Hills. I turned to see Gia still drilling holes into Jackson's back.

"Don't judge either of them before you know them." I said as Gia looked back at me with questioning eyes. "Right now, you think Jackson's a dick and he is…in a sense, but this isn't the real him. I grew up with him and something is up. As, for Lydia she isn't a damsel she's always the villain. Trust me. I should know." I looked as Lydia all but ran toward the ladies room.

"You're right," Gia sighed with a nod. "I was jumping to conclusions, something, I've been trying to outrun." She muttered making me look at her in confusion. She waved me off with a frown. "It's nothing. I didn't know you grew up with Jackson." I wondered a bit at what she meant but hey, I'm not one to pry. She'll say something when she's ready.

"Yeah, he and I have known each other since we were babies. He has been very supportive and I don't know what I would have done without him. Jackson doesn't really show people the real him. If you knew him you'd understand why." I answered as I kept my eyes trained on the ladies room.

"Well I hope one day I'm able to see that side of him," Gia smiled with understanding in her eyes. I smiled back down at her because I really did hope she could and would one day. I turned back toward the restroom and decided Lydia and I needed to talk.

"Look I'm going to go in there to talk to her. If you don't want to come I understand." I straightened my posture and ready'd myself for the showdown that would more than likely take place. I turned to look at Gia. "Things between Lydia and I don't usually go all that great."

"I have your back, girl." Gia smiled nodding towards the bathroom in encouragement. "I'm ready when you are." I nodded my head and strutted toward the bathroom. I pushed open the door to find Lydia desperately cleaning her face. She quickly turned to look at Gia and myself. Lydia's eyes drilled holes into me and I crossed my arms over my chest looking at the girl with just as much disdain.

"Are you okay?" Gia asked breaking the silence. Lydia turned to look at Gia and arched her eyebrows,

"Who might you be?" Lydia's voice took hold of the 'I'm more popular than you voice'. I rolled my eyes.

"Her names Gia and unlike myself she feels sorry for you." I took a step toward Lydia. She stood up a bit and arched her eyebrow.

"She part of the bulimia or the crazy club?" Lydia said as a smirk played on her lips. My posture grew stiff but I didn't dare look at Gia. I didn't want to know what her reaction would be.

"Neither." I took another step closer to Lydia leaving only a foot between us. "There are two things we both know. One, sure Lyds, I might be bulimic and crazy. But this one thing that's really driving you up the wall is that you are crazy just like me. Second, is that unlike you I have friends. Jackson, who might I add pretty much hates you because of what you are and loves me even though I'm bat shit crazy; and Danny who adores me even with all my craziness. There's Allison, who I supported when she really needed me and you nowhere to be found, literally, and then I have Gia. Who's standing right beside me. She has my back all the time and doesn't judge me for my crazy and bulimic tendencies. See these friends accept me even through all my flaws." Lydia's face is red with anger and her eyes were filled with unshed tears.

"You see Lydia even though you destroyed my life I still have friends who care about me, but can you say the same?" I looked to her left and then her right all the while her eyes looked at me with anger. "I don't see anyone beside you. I guess there's your answer." I watched a tear fall down her face as I took the last remaining step between us. Lydia flinched as she was now backed up against the sink.

"You betrayed me and destroyed me. Now it's payback." I leaned forward and kissed Lydia's cheek. Once my lips left her cheek I whispered into her ear. "You are going to be just as crazy as me when I'm done with you." I then stepped away and looked to Gia. She was looking between Lydia and I with a thousand emotions playing across her face. But one was present above all. Acceptance.

"Are you ready to go, Sherlock?" She asked tugging her backpack strap higher on her shoulder. I gave Gia a huge smile and nodded my head.

"Sure am, John. Let's get out of here." I replied as I hiked my pink purse up my shoulder. Gia and I walked out of the ladies room smiling at one another. As, soon as the door closed I let out a sigh. I turned to look at Gia who was looking at me worriedly.

"I'm fine. Just a bit worked up." I tried to reassure my new friend. I was scared that she wouldn't want to be friends after finding out I am bulimic.

"When you're ready to talk about it just let me know. I'm not going to ask questions or demand that you give me answers. I understand you have a past and I can accept that. It's not easy for you to talk about it; I see that also, so day or night I'm here for you." Gia smiled and grabbed my hand in hers. My eyes watered at her sentiment. "You're still the same Autumn to me." At her last sentence a tear trickled down my cheek. I instantly swiped it away to make sure no one was looking.

"I'm a mess, I'm crazy, and unpredictable, but thank you. Thank you for being a genuinely good person to me but most of all thank you for just being a friend." I said as I surprised both of us and pulled Gia into a bone crushing hug. She laughed throwing her arms around me in the same way.

"Of course," she said sincerely only pulling away when her phone starts to ring. I watched as she looked at the caller ID with a grimace. "I'm sorry Autumn, but I have to take this." She sighed glancing at me wearily. "I'll come find you when I'm done. Oh and tell Stiles I say hi," she laughs winking at me as she slowly backs up down the hall.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" I asked a little unsure as what she meant. Stiles?

"Figure it out, young padawn." She giggled granting me one last mischievous smirk before turning around and disappearing out the front doors. Stiles?

I quickly stopped by my locker and pulled out my small lunch box. As I walked toward the cafeteria all I could think about is what in the hell Gia meant.

I walked into the lunchroom and immediately felt all eyes on me. When was everyone going to get over me being back? I scanned the cafeteria for Stiles but, instead, saw Scott sitting alone. I walked toward the table Scott was sitting at and found myself finding Stiles in the process. He was seated at another table talking to some really masculine dark skinned cutie. Man, I'm gone a year and suddenly most of the boys become really attractive. What was the school feeding them?

I passed Stiles and he looked up at me with smile. I felt a twinge at how adorably cute he could be. I gave him a small wink as I walked by. I sat in the seat in front of Scott and he looked up at me with a shocked expression but, then replaces it with a smile.

"Don't mind if I join you, do you?" I asked as I pulled out my container of tuna and celery. Scott let out a small nervous laugh.

"Of course not." He replied as he looked at me unpack my crackers and water.

"Great. Now, I know that you know that I know you turn into a puppy every full moon." I said as I bit a celery stick. Scott's mouth hung open and he closed it only to open it again. I let out a laugh. "Relax. Your secret is safe with me." Scott visibly relaxed.

"Plus, who am I to judge. I'm the town crazy." I took a sip from my water looking as Scott's eyes become clouded with sadness.

"You only went crazy one time." He lightly voiced and I couldn't help the smile that crept across my face.

"Yeah, but everyone in this town won't forget it. You know Greenberg still won't look at me without trembling." I cringed as the flashes of knocking him out cold cross through my memory.

"Got 'em. Pick you up right after work tonight and we'll meet at the rink, cool?" Stiles said as he sat beside me with his hands shaking visibly anxious. Scott arched his eyebrow and looked at me. I turned to Stiles and smiled at him.

"Hey, you're here." Stiles voice became high at the end. Did he want me here?

"You invited me." I arched my eyebrow. He totally didn't mean it. I'm an idiot. Stiles nodded his head with a smile.

"Yeah, I know. I…just thought…uh.." He looked to Scott who was looking at him confused.

"Where's Gia?" Stiles asked out causing me to join Scott at looking at him confused.

"She should be coming soon." I answered looking down at my food. This was a bad idea. He had only invited me out of pity. He didn't even expect me to come. I grabbed the top to my container and began to close them.

"Autumn don't go." Scott said causing me to look up at him. He had a smile on his face. Doe eyes probably wanted Gia to sit with him. I couldn't leave. She would be pretty excited, even if she wouldn't admit it, to be sitting here with Scott.

"I guess I can just wait for Gia." I said still packing my lunch back into the containers.

"You didn't even eat." Stiles pointed out and I looked up at him confused.

"I'll eat later." I countered.

"No, you have to eat now." Stiles pulled the containers away and opened them. He placed a granny smith apple in front of me as well. I arched my eyebrow at him. "Eat." He commanded.

I stared at the boy in front of me wondering if he knew my secret. He couldn't know. Could he? I grabbed my fork and began eating.

"So, um…Gia's gonna sit with us?" Scott asked trying to be discrete but I knew that he was desperately trying to conceal the crush that was forming on my friend.

"Yeah, she should be. Why, you interested McCall?" I asked as I bit into my apple that Stiles weirdly but kindly gave to me. His eyes grew wide and he looked at me and shook his head.

"It's not like that…uh…we are chemistry partners…friends. She knows my secret too. So, yeah…we are friends." He babbled on confirming my suspicions and apparently Stiles' as well.

"Really, just chemistry partners." Stiles said beside me giving Scott a look. I watched as Scott's cheeks bursted into a bright red and he squirmed under our gazes. I suddenly felt bad for the wolf and decided it would be the perfect time to change the subject.

"So, what are those keys for?" I asked Stiles as I pointed to the jumble of keys in his palm. He looked down at them and back at Scott.

"For a date tonight." Stiles quietly replied. My eyes widened at the notion that Stiles had a date tonight. I looked to Scott who was eying me.

"You two have a date together?" I asked trying to stop the looks that Scott was giving me. Stiles immediately snorts and I turned to look at him. His face is contorted in disbelief.

"No. I have a date with Lydia." He said as he looked down at the keys. Lydia going on a date with Stiles doesn't sound remotely possible. I looked to Scott who was shaking his head with a goofy smile on his face.

"Actually, it's just Allison, Lydia, Stiles and myself. We are all just hanging out at the ice rink." Scott looked amused at the looks on mine and Stiles faces. "You know, Autumn, you and Gia should meet us there."

"What?" Stiles and I said in unison. Scott was looking at us with a goofy grin on his face.

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