"Wait," Allison said. She suddenly realized that she had given Lydia the entirely wrong impression.
"Sorry. What Lydia meant to say was, thanks for bringing dinner over. Lydia, Alex and I are throwing a party because we work together. Remember, my job that we talked about? Alex works with me. Her and Stefan both do but he's not here because.... I don't know why exactly."
She really didn't know why. Maybe Allison wasn't the friendliest girl around but she got along fine with Alex. Stefan wasn't really taking to her very well either. He had come right out and said that he was a vampire and that was a fact that they needed to accept about him. What should she have done? Hidden her true identity so that he could find out about it later and never trust her? Allison still felt like she made the right call, even if Stefan didn't understand it.
"Please stay. Lydia is just here to help. She knows everything about throwing parties."
Which was true. Lydia threw the best parties in Beacon Hills and everyone knew it. Except for her seventeenth birthday party which had been an utter failure. Allison had hallucinated a dark version of herself in a black hood stalking her, killing her. Allison never wanted to become that person but she knew it was only a part of her. Sometimes it was hardest to face yourself.
"We're trying to think of a place that might donate food for the party. Any ideas?" Allison asked Lydia.