Mine Ch. 2

The hardest thing to do in the morning is waking up, especially when you find out when your boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, is cheating on you with some broke skank, doing it for money. And that in fact, was what Lydia Martin was going through. It was like she was hungover, minus the actual drinks and liquor. She went through a series of mixed feelings, anger, depression, then a somewhat happiness, but that all went away when she began to feel frustrated.

She was sleep-deprived, and she couldn't concentrate at all. Her mind was in another land, looking off into the ceiling of her bedroom, until she rolled over, seeing only an endless black from her eyes being shut closed. I need to water.. But I don't feel like getting out of bed. Ugh...

"Sweetheart? Your friend is here, Stiles? Come in," Mrs. Martin stated sweetly, signaling Stiles to enter her room.

Lydia hung her head up in relief of him coming to her rescue, but instead, acted shallow, her usual cover. "*What the hell is a Stiles?*" She asked, in obvious irritation that only made Stiles feel her suffering.

"Lydia, it's me. Stiles Stilinski. Y'know, the guy you deliberately kissed on the cheek yesterday with your soft, pink lips..!" He flailed his arms, extending it to as long as it was able to reach. She turned around, peering into his brown eyes, remembering the past events that occurred the night before.

She nodded her head in agreement, "Yeah, I remember. Why would you bring that, out of everything that happened yesterday, now, right here in my room?" A smile perked up, causing her annoyance to disappear with the wind. "Maybe.. You liked it?"

"W-Well, I don't know if I would say it like that, wa-wa-wa-wait, no, NO! I mean, I think I did. Y'know, I might have liked it better if it was on the lips... Wait, no, never mind, scratch that, I didn't say anything in these past ten seconds. Okay? Okay." His breathing was heavy, heart pounding. A slight shade of pink appeared across his cheeks, as he turned to the left, avoiding eye contact with the one girl he loved.

Fortunately, for Stiles, Lydia was so banged up she didn't even get one word out of that whole sentence. It was entirely true that since she was a banshee, she could hear the screams of death. This was kind-of like death, but only for Stiles' embarrassment. Not knowing what to do, she stood up from her bed, wearing only a see-through night gown that stopped a little higher than her knees.

Stiles, someone who was still a virgin, was in absolute shock. To him, she was the sexiest woman in the planet, especially with seeing only the tiniest of coverage. He couldn't keep his eyes off her. His eyes fluttered, blinking every few seconds to acknowledge what he was shown. Bed-head, no-makeup, everything was natural. He started fantasizing, when they get married, and he witnesses this appealing charm.

"Stop it, Stiles." She threw a blanket over his face, the beautiful creation he thought of diminishing, being locked away in his train of thought. "I'm gonna get ready for school. Just wait for me. Oh, and don't take off the blanket until you hear my shower running. Okay, Stiles?" Walking off with her fierce flair, she entered her shower, while Stiles heard the alert to take off the blanket.

"Man.. I fucked up."

A few minutes later, he heard the shower stop, the sound of the shower curtain open. He wondered why she was taking so long until he heard her call out his name. "Stiles! Get me my towel from the top of my dresser!" He noticed the fabric almost immediately, then trotted over to the bathroom.

"Um.. Should I just give it to you if you crack the door a bit.. Or do you want me to come in and see your completely nake- Lydia!" He noticed blood on her arm, panic mode swiftly coming to life. "What happened?"

"I-I d-don't know. S-Stiles," She breathed heavily, panting at the blood loss she was experiencing. "I s-started to bl-bleed..!" While informing her of the mess, she wrapped the towel around her slim body; Stiles almost lost attention at her body, but he knew this wasn't the time.

"C-Come on. Let's cover that up, and we'll tell Scott, then he'll tell Derek. Since I can't stand him.." He muttered the last part under his breath, then helped Lydia bandage her wound. "Okay, since you did that, go ahead and change, and I'll wait outside." He told her, but came to a halt when he felt a cold hand pull the back of his shirt. "Lydia?" He turned around, and noticed Lydia staring at the ground, still tugging him.

"Don't leave. I don't want this happening again." She pointed at her scar to prove her point, then made Stiles turn around while she was changing. He tapped his foot several times, waiting for Lydia to get dressed. He knew, though, that he'd have to wait because she cared mostly for her looks and popularity, and sometimes, her friends.

"Stiles. You do realize you could turn around." She told him, almost as if she was bored with life. Her mood seems to be changing. Like a lot. Stiles thought, while turning around, only to find Lydia sitting down by her mirror, applying mascara to her lashes. "Come here, Stiles, I'm gonna teach you a thing or two about makeup."

"But," Stiles began to reply reluctantly. "Aren't we going to be late? I'm usually not late, like I think my perfect attendance is perfect. Wait, I just said that. Plus, it's the last day of our Sophomore year. Do you really wanna miss that?" He shook his head in confirmation, as Lydia used her hands to shoo him away.

"Leave then. I'll drive to school by myself. Poor Stiles, he's going to be at fault if I get hurt." She talked to herself through the mirror, smirking when she knew she had Stiles under control. I can manipulate him all the time, she thought to herself, and then continued to put makeup on. Signaling Stiles to come near her, she stopped and peered into his face. "You need to know a thing or two about makeup before getting a girlfriend. As your friend, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to help."

She stressed the word 'friend'. Disappointed, he felt, but nodded in response. Although his love for her was unrequited, he couldn't lock away his feelings for her. "Alright, teach me, Ms. Martin." He teased, receiving a playful punch from Lydia.

"Okay! So this," She held up a long cylinder-shaped tube, then opened it only to find a brush with some black liquid that actually looked pretty disgusting, in Stiles' opinion, of course. "is mascara. Apply it to your eyelashes to make them look longer, more dignified. Which is also much sexier in my opinion." She used it on both eyes, top and bottom lashes. According to Lydia, they did, in fact, look longer, causing her eyes to pop more than usual.

He continued to watch her add makeup, and then she took out another tube. It looked similar to mascara, but the brush was almost like a paintbrush's tip, and the liquid stuck together more. "This is pretty obvious makeup tool to most ladies, such as myself. It's liquid eyeliner, which actually smears more; however, on the contrary, it's easier to put on, for me though, I'm not sure for other girls." She drew a line at the bottom of her lids, adding a little curve at the end to act like a cat's lash.

"Cute, huh?" She asked Stiles, fluttering her eyes so he could see the diversity between a natural face, and a pampered face. "Those are two everyday fashion tools for me!" She smiled, this time a real one, completely changed from the fake grins the night before. "Oh, and blush. Every girl needs to put on some blush." She grabbed another tube, but this was much minimal compared to the other tools.

"It's liquid?" Stiles asked, "I'm pretty sure blush is powder.. Right, O Master of Makeup?" He teased once again, and Lydia gave off a heart-felt grin.

"Yes, my pupil, it is. However, it could be both liquid and powder. You apply to the apples of your cheek, and done!" She dotted her cheeks with five to six drops of the maroon-colored substance, and blended it in onto the apples of her cheeks. "Next, lipstick, and you probably know which one I wear the most, right?" She peered into Stiles' face, getting his attention back.

"Yup, yes I do actually. Red lipstick."

"And that is answer is, drumroll please," As she spoke, Stiles began to drum in mid-air, making sound effects with his mouth. "correct. Good job, Stiles." She nodded, satisfied with his answer. "Thank you, Stiles." She thanked, as he passed Lydia her red lipstick. Popping the cap off with a 'plop!' sound, the red tip was revealed, and she turned it so it would rise.

Applying the lipstick caused wonders in Stiles' brain. It was in slow-motion, her lip being pushed by the gloss she was putting on. She puckered her lips, both top and bottom clashing against each other, adding the substance all over her newly-colored red lips. She popped her lips a few times before deciding she was done, turning to Stiles, who was in La La Land once again. Imagining a scene where the two were in a car, his jeep, in fact. She leaned in, about to kiss him, until he heard a voice.

"Stiles. Stiles! Snap out of it." She slapped him softly on his right cheek, trying to make him come back to life.

"Of course, Lydia, I'll- Wait, what?" He remembered his surroundings, then quickly defended himself. "I… I didn't do anything. Right?" She nodded her head in response, as Stiles let out a sigh. "Okay, ready to go to school, now?" Nodding once again, he opened the door for her, trying to be polite once again.

If only I were her boyfriend, right? He thought, his mind sinking into his thoughts.

"Allison, it's not a date. It's an orgy. Trust me, you need to get over Scott, and look for someone else! It's been several months, Allison, just look for someone else. Is it that epic for you not to like another?" Lydia asked, in absolute aggravation that her best friend wasn't seeking for her own happiness. She had been alone for quite a while, and she needed someone. However, in all honesty, Lydia was being hypocritical.

She covered her tracks.

Stiles never came up in their everyday conversations, he was never a topic, and Lydia didn't mind that. She needed a distraction, and Stiles wasn't the perfect boy toy for that, to her standards. Still, every time she met a new guy, Stiles would wander over her thoughts; she would end up sleeping with him thinking that he was Stiles. Now, Lydia wasn't one to open her feelings; she easily hid her feelings for Stiles.

She managed to keep them under control.

It was driving her crazy. Even now, although she was driving while discussing relationships with the one girl she'd truly trust, her mind was in a different area. Luckily for her, she wasn't going to see Stiles for quite a while, only until school began again. Coincidentally, his trademark blue jeep pulled up next to her, right when Allison was talking about Scott, and Lydia herself was dreaming about Stiles.

"Shit." She heard Allison say under her breath.

Exactly.

"Lydia."

"What?"

"What the hell are you doing? Hurry up, I don't want Scott to see me, especially after what happened!" She hid her face under her arms, her attempt immediately failing from the sight of Stiles noticing her. "Shit, shit, shit.." Her use of profanity hurried on, as her feet began to tap almost swiftly after she had seen the look.

Almost at the exact moment that the light turned green, the strawberry-blonde headed girl pressed on the pedal a bit too quick and hard, that even the innocent bow shooter noticed it at the corner of her hazel eyes.

Every time her car moved, the light blue jeep moved, until it finally stopped. Then Lydia stopped also. "Should we talk to them?"

"M-Maybe...? I don't know.. I still kinda like Scott... It's too soon! I can't, nope."

And what happens next leads to the destruction of Lydia's car.

"Lydia, I can't drive you today, I'm sorry. I know your car got destroyed, but I really can't come to school today, well I still am, but I'm busy. You know, you could call Stiles. He would do anything you need. Just call him. You haven't called him in a long time- Stop it, hehe, don't do tha- Wait, I'm on the phone! Alright, so shh. Anyways, Lyds, I'm busy. Like really. Um, okay, bye! Sorry, Lydia, but, wait stop it, not yet!"

"Who's there?" Lydia asked, already knowing who she was with, but didn't care to ask. It was obvious that she was with Scott, since they met up the previous night after her car got inflicted. She filed her nails while pressing her phone to her ear, using her shoulder to her advantage.

"Um, no one! But Sco- No, I mean I called Stiles already. If he's not in front of your house, then he's probably coming. 'kay, I really gotta go now, Lyds, sorry!" The end phone line was drumming Lydia's ear as she placed the phone on her desk. In the end, she never got to go to that double date, and ended up home. Alone. Now, she had to be with Stiles, someone that she has been dying to see, but at the same time, the opposite.

Sighing, she walked down the steps, and waited by her front window. Stiles wasn't there, but she could tell he was already coming. Stiles Stilinski was not going to be late, especially on his first day of their Junior Year! Great. Absolutely great.

Her foot began to tap on the ground, the pace quickened, but abruptedly stopped due to Lydia stumbling to the ground because of the ring escaping her phone. "Shit." She cursed to herself, her luck already wearing out from the day she was only beginning to have. "Just my luck."

Okayy, so I hope you like the sorta little moment between Stiles & Lydia! Stiles, don't worry, hun, you'll get the girl soon - hopefully that is. So I kinda switched up the events a little bit. I kinda put the library scene before what happened with the crows ONLY because Ethan and Danny need to trigger that event to finally meet. I also took out the part with the orgy, and I took out the part where Lydia was with that guy. I'm not going to take out the part with Heather or the crows, they're just going to come a little later. Issac doesn't get attacked either, the plan of the Alpha Pack is going to be unknown at the moment (it's not going to be the same plan as Season 3A). The Heather and the crows part is coming somewhere along the lines of chapter 4, spoiler alert! But those are the only parts I'm going to push back (hopefully).

btw, it's Keahu's(Danny, if you didn't know) birthday today! I really should've added Danny in this chapter, but dethan lovers, he's coming soon.

I'm really trying to add my own spice into the story, not just change the whole 3A. I really hope you guys are enjoying this, and a new chapter will be coming soon!