Re: Teen Wolf: Lydia/Allison
[Of course it didn't last. The pretending. She missed the days when pretending was about silly things. Jackson, her friends, whether or not she liked someone's new haircut or someone's new car. Whether or not she knew the answers to the math problem on page three of the exam. Now, pretending was bigger. It was whispers that only she could hear, and dead people that only she could find. She sat down heavily on her cute bed in her cute purple room, and she looked at Allison.]
Stiles doesn't know how he got to the school. I don't know how I got to the school. I think he texted Scott. [A long pause.] The electricity should have killed Stiles. He shouldn't be alive. There's weird stuff going on.
[The last sentence was quieter than the rest, because she didn't want to say it.] And the buzzing hardly ever stops.