10│WINTER FORMAL

OLIVIA OPENED THE DOOR to her bathroom hesistatly. A whistled was heard once she was out of the bathroom. "You look stunning." Lydia told her as she motioned her to do a little twirl for her. Olivia twirled around, smiling proudly at the dress. "I am the match maker of human and dresses. Ohh, this is amazing." Lydia said happily.

"Do I really look this good?" Olivia asked them, looking herself in the mirror.

Allison and Lydia stood up from her bed. They both stood next to Olivia, one on each side. "Stiles is going to faint." Allison whispered to Olivia.

"I doubt he will, Ally." Olivia told Allison.

"Who will? Why am I being left out of the gossip?" Lydia asked, looking at Allison and Olivia.

"Nothing. I was just telling Olivia that if her father does not allow her to learn how to use a bow and arrow, I will teach her." Allison lied, smiling up at Lydia.

Olivia nodded at them. "Yeah, what she said." Olivia told her, walking up the matching heels of her dress.

"I have never met a girl who knew how to use a bow and arrow. That's cool." Lydia commented. Allison and Olivia smiled at her. "Do you have a date Olivia?" Lydia asked her, looking down at her own dress.

"No, I'm flying solo." Olivia said, looking at Lydia. "Are you going with Jackson? Because I think you can do way better than that jerk. Lydia, you play dumb to impress him. I know you are the smartest kid in our grade. You do not have to act like you do not know anything to impress him. A guy who truly loves you will accept you for who you are." Olivia told her, sitting next to her.

Lydia smiled at her, and returned to fixing her skirt. "No, Jackson didn't asked me out." Lydia said, looking at the dress that was played on Olivia's bed.

"He asked me." Allison said from where she was standing. Olivia's eyes widen at the news.

"You are what?" Olivia asked, her brain still processing the news.

"I'm going to  the dance with Jackson." Allison repeated, slower this time.

Olivia stood up from the bed, looking at her confused. "Wait, you can't do that. Lydia likes Jackson. Girls don't go out to a dance with the boy your friend likes. That's a rule." Olivia told him.

Allison walked to Olivia and put two hands on both of her shoulders. "We are going out as friends. Lydia told me she was okay with that." Allison told Olivia. Olivia looked at both of them and sighed.

"I did. Now, don't stress over it. Go, take that dress off and we will try the second one I told you looked good." Lydia told Olivia, pushing her to the bathroom.

"Meanwhile, I will go and get cookies and milk." Allison said, nodding to Lydia before leaving the room.

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Olivia sighed, looking at the parked car in front of them. "I don't think this is a good idea." Olivia told the boys.

"It is not, just hold on tight." Stiles said before speeding up. He put his arm in front of Olivia as an instinct when the car hit the one where Melissa McCall and Peter Hale where in. Olivia saw Scott climb out of the car quickly as well as Stiles.

"Mrs.McCall, wow this is amazing.....I don't know what happened. You guys just came out of nowhere." Stiles told her as he opened the car door. Olivia looked at the window to see Scott kneeling down, next to the car. Olivia opened the door, and knelt down as well.

"What are we doing again?" Olivia asked Scott. Scott motioned her to stand up.

"You go and help Stiles." Scott told Olivia.

"Wait, this is not how I want your mom to see me. You know, a reckless teen." Olivia told Scott.

"She wouldn't see you as that. Now go." Scott told her before moving behind another car. Olivia rose up from her knelt position and walked closer to Stiles.

"Cam out of nowhere? We were parked on the side of the road Stiles." Melissa McCall told Stiles.

"Are you okay Ms.McCall? I hope you didn't suffer any injuries. You see, Stiles isn't the best driver." Olivia told Melissa.

Melissa's eyes widen at the sight of Olivia. "Oh, I'm good."  She told Olivia, sending her a kind smile.

Stiles, put an arm around Olivia. "It's not that I'm a bad driver. It's just I got distracted by Olivia's beauty." Stiles told Melissa. Olivia looked at Stiles wide eyed. She felt her palms go sweaty. Stiles looked at Peter Hale, who was looking around for Scott. His eyes landed on Olivia, who was close to Stiles. Stiles stiffen, pulling Olivia closer to him. "I think we should call the cops. Do a crash report?" Stiles told Peter.

"I don't think it's necessary." Peter told him, holding his head high.

"I think I'm feeling a little whiplash." Stiles said, holding the back of his head. Olivia held back the urge to face palm at Stiles' horrible way of stalling.

Melissa looked at him with wide eyes. "Whiplash? You are the one that hit us." Mrs.McCall told Stiles.

Stiles moved his neck, and flinched. "I don't know. I think there is definitely something wrong with my neck." Stiles told Melissa.

Peter Hale sighed, walking away from the three of them. "Where are you Scott? It's a shame not that many teens are as smart as you. The one on the lacrosse team? Jackson? Or should I just wait till Olivia is by herself to rip her apart?" Peter mumbled, knowing that Scott could hear him. Scott growled under his breath. "Nah, I will wait for you to be there to tear her apart. Now, threaten Allison will make you snap, but kill one of them? Oh, that will make you angry wouldn't it? But a simply threat would not stop you. I will have to show it to you to complain? Oh, imagine  Olivia's innocent face when I kill her. Imagine her dying and you not getting in there in time to save her. You can't save everyone Scott. " Peter Hale told him since he knew Scott could hear him. Scott growled under his breath. His eyes turning yellow due to his anger.

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Stiles sighed, listening to Scott talk while he searched for him phone. "You are not alone, you have me and Olivia. Where is she anyways?" Stiles asked Scott, confused on why she was not here helping Scott. She was always helping Scott and him.

"She is in Lydia's house." Scott told Stiles, moving the things on his desk to find his phone.

"Lydia's house? Why?" Stiles asked him, hoping Olivia would not have told him. The boy with the buzz cut thought something was going on between the two of them; he was wrong.

"Trying out dresses. Lydia helped her pick out hers. They still haven't decided on one, and apparently Lydia wanted her to come over to talk or something. " Scott informed him before laying down to find his phone under his bed.

Stiles chencled his jaw, shaking his head. "How on hell do you know this stuff?" Stiles asked Scott roughly. Scott stood up from where he was, and turned to look at Stiles who had a grim face.

"Why are you mad?" Scott asked him.

Stiles sighed, passing his hand through his hair. "Just answer the question. How on hell do you know this stuff?" Stiles asked him, slower than before.

Scott shrugged, sitting on his bed. "She told me." He said to her. He sniffed, cringing at the smell he caught up with. "Why are you jealous? You know there is nothing going on between me and Olivia." Scott told him, tilting his head to the side.

"She might think so." Stiles mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"She does not." Scott debated.

Stiles stood up from his chair. "Well, it seems like it." Stiles told him, crossing his arms over his chest. "And let's not forget you kissed her when you were under the full moon's power." Stiles added.

"We both laughed about it. Stiles, she not in love with me, nor I with her. You know I like Allison." Scott told him. He put a hand on his shoulder.

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"Do you have a date?" Stiles asked Scott. Scott turned around, smiling at Olivia who just stopped behind Stiles. Stiles followed Scott's eye line of sight, and jumped when he saw Olivia. "Hey, O. How you doing?" Stiles asked her.

"I'm good." Olivia told him. "What about you Scotty?" Olivia told him.

"I'm good, and to answer your question Stiles; not yet." Scott told him.

"A suit?" Stiles asked him.

"A ride?" Olivia asked him.

"Not yet, not yet." Scott answered both questions.

"So, you are going to ride a bike to a dance that you are not even allowed to go to without a date, suit or a way in with werewolves and werewolf hunters all out to kick your little werewolf ass." Stiles told Scott. Scott nodded at him.

"Yeah, you guys are going to help me." Scott asked, looking at both of his best friends.

"Hell yeah!" Stiles and Olivia said before fist bumping. Scott smiled at both of them nonetheless.

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Olivia stood next to Allison and Lydia as they went up the stairs of Macy's. Lydia had to return a dress and pick another one for herself. Plus, Lydia loved shopping. "Nothing wrong, it's just I got a lot on my mind." Allison answered.

Lydia sighed, smiling "You could smile at least. Have you ever heard a thing called never frown somebody could be falling in love with your smile?" She told her, earning a small laugh from Olivia. "Smile Allison, I'm buying you a dress. And you too Olivia." Lydia said to Olivia. "I'm thinking of a light blue one, that shows your legs and makes Stiles drool." She joked.

Olivia looked at her in surprise. "Wait, but I already have a dress." Olivia told Lydia.

"Yeah, but I'm buying you one and there is a no in this equation. Now, do you have a date?" Lydia asked her.

Olivia shook her head. "Do you?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah," Lydia replied softly, looking around the Macy's.

"You should change your mind if you are going with the type of guy I think you are going." Olivia told her.

"What does that mean?" Lydia asked her.

"It means you are going to cancel whichever dumb jock you said yes to and you are going with somebody else." Allison said to Lydia, nodding at Olivia.

"There are probably nicer guys in school to go with." Olivia said, linking arms with Lydia. The both of them passed the perfume section.

"Oh, Lydia hi." A voice Olivia knew too well said. The three girls stopped, turning around to face Stiles. "And Olivia, Allison." He said, sending a small gave to both girls.

"What are you doing here?" Olivia asked him.

Stiles nervously chuckle. "Well, I was hoping I could, you know...talk to Lydia for a second." Stiles told her. Olivia kept quiet, feeling Lydia's arm tighten around her.

"No," Lydia replied before starting to walk away from Stiles. Stiles did not give up and stopped in front of Lydia. "What are you doing? You are blocking my way." Lydia told him. Stiles did not respond and just followed the girls around. Olivia kept her gaze on the floor, and the two girls knew why.

Lydia looked down at a set of dresses. "What do you think of this Liv?" Lydia asked, showing her a black lace dress. Olivia looked at her and shook her head. "Alright, what about this one for me?" She asked, putting the dress in front of her.

"I like the cut of it. It really suits you." Olivia told her. Lydia smiled at her, looked around for a few more dresses to try.

"Do you need help with that?" Stiles asked her as he took a hold of the three dress Lydia had at hand. Lydia glared at him before turning to find more dresses. If this guy was making Olivia sad, she will make him suffer by carrying out thousands of heavy dresses on his arms. "Okay, so are you going to try these on...right now?" Stiles asked, holding Lydia's dresses. Lydia smirked, picking up more dresses for him to carry just to make him suffer since he had been ignoring her best friend Olivia. "All of them?" Stiles asked her. Lydia ignored him, walking towards the dressing rooms. "Is this a 24 hour Macy's?" Stiles asked, following Lydia's footsteps like a lost puppy.

Olivia sighed, watching the scene unfold. She rolled her eyes before, picking out a dress for Allison. "Hey, Ally. I found this for you. It looks nice."

"That's not your color. Sorry if that was intrusive, but considering your skin tone, I would go lighter." Peter told Allison. Olivia took a hold of Allison's hand while glaring at Peter.

Allison squeezed Olivia's hand. "Because I'm pale?" Allison snapped softly.

"I will consider it lighter, or fair." Peter told Allison. "Try this one." He said, handling Allison a dress.

Before Allison could take the dress, Olivia smacked it out of Peter's hand. "Leave us alone you creep. I bet you wouldn't want the police to come. You didn't thought that last night." Olivia snapped at him. While keeping her eyes at Peter, Olivia let go of Allison's hand. "Go and try the other one I got for you. Just go." Olivia told Allison. Olivia noticed Allison's hesitation,  but stopped when she heard the announcement of her own car being towed. Allison spared a last look at Olivia before racing out of the mall.

Peter scoffed, smiling wickly at Olivia. "You got more attitude than Scott. Now, I get why he is so found of you." He said, showing Olivia his claws.

Olivia stepped back, glaring at the man. "I'm not afraid of you." She said, glaring at the Alpha.

"Let see if that changes after I kill you." Peter said, but stopped when he heard a ring tone go off. "Now, you don't want to miss out a call." Peter said.

Olivia looked down at the phone, and when she looked back up; he was gone. Olivia sighed, looking at the text from Scott. She was about to answer when a hand covered her mouth. She was pulled behind some clothes, and before she knew it she had Scott motioning her to be quiet . Olivia let out a shaky breath she was holding. "You scared me, Scott. I thought it was..." Olivia started but Scott cut her off.

"Peter, I know." Scott told her. "I was watching over you and Allison." He explained, hoping that she did not thought of him as weird.

Olivia gave him a grateful smile. "Stiles is going with Lydia." Olivia told him, sending him a half smile.

Scott looked at her in anger. "What?!" He yelled, causing a few people to turn their heads towards the direction they were hidden. "I mean, what?" He said, this time lower.

Olivia nodded, looking at the clothes around them. "Yeah, Lydia was about to say no but I told her she should just so that she would not see alone. Plus, Stiles likes her. I was doing him a favor." Olivia explained.

Scott processed the words that she just said carefully. "You gave up, your date so that people wouldn't make fun of your friend, and because you wanted your date to be happy as well?" Scott asked her. Olivia nodded at him. He send send her a sad smile. "I did might have done a similar thing." Scott said to Olivia.

"How come?" She asked him.

"I threaten Jackson so that he could ask Allison out. I wanted him to keep an eye out for her." Scott said to Olivia. "I was hoping that Stiles will ask you out." Scott mumbled.

"Well, he didn't but I can manage myself." Olivia said, smiling at him.

Scott was about to make a joke, but stopped once he heard Peter's voice. "I have to say Scott. Continue to be impressed with your ingenuity. Just wait till I get my hands on Olivia. I wouldn't be as nice as I was with Allison. Just remember, you can't be everywhere all the time." Peter told him. Scott stiffen at the threat and kept her eyes on Olivia. "You can't protect everyone Scott." Peter added. He relaxed when he felt arms around him. Olivia hugged him tightly, thanking him for being there for her. Scott hugged her back tightly as he hoped no arm will come to her. He was wrong.

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"Okay, just come here and we can try it. Come on, come on, come on. See? I actually think this is going to work." Melissa told his son.

"Really?" Scott asked her while tying his tie.

Melissa hummed, looking at her son. "Yeah, so who is the lucky girl? Is it Allison?" She asked him. "Is she coming here tonight? Because I need the car." She added. Scott looked down at the floor.

"I'm going stag." He said, not looking at his mom.

"Alone?" Melissa asked surprised.

"Kind of." Scott mumbled.

"You know, surprised that, you know, you don't have anybody else to ask." Melissa said, fixing Scott's pants.

"I'm meeting a friend at the dance." Scott told her, knowing that Olivia was meeting him there at the school.

Melissa looked up to Scott with a raised eyebrow. "Who? Stiles?" Melissa asked, expecting the answer to be the name of the Sheriff's son; but it wasn't.

"Olivia." Scott told her with a small smile.

Melissa looked at him in surprise. "Your friend that you always talk about? The new girl? The one  whose parents told me to keep you away from her right?" Melissa asked him, handing him his now sewed pants.

Scott nodded at her. "She is really nice mom. You will like her." Scott said, making sure that he was alright.

"Well, her and Stiles got into an accident with me and my date the other day. She seemed like a nice girl." Melissa told her son.

"Bye mom," Scott told her before kissing her cheek. Melissa looked how her son raced down the stairs, and left for the Winter Formal.

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Olivia sighed, getting out of her brother's car. Nick looked at his sister who was watching the students enter the party. "Are you having second thoughts? Because I can take you home?" Nick said to his sister through the opened window.

Olivia looked at him with hesitation. 'I have to be here for Scott. He was been there for me' Olivia thought. "No, I will stay. I will be fine. I will call you before the party ends, alright?" Olivia told her older brother. Nick gave her a thumbs up before backing up the car.

Olivia turned to the parking lot, hoping to see somebody she knew. Her eyes landed on a well known blue Jeep. Olivia's heels clicked against the pavement as she approached the strawberry blonde. "Hi, Lydia." She told her.

Lydia smiled up at her. "I knew you will look beautiful." Lydia complimented her. Olivia smiled at her more.

"You look stunning." Stiles told her, catching Olivia's attention. She gave him a sad smile back, that - for the ones who did not know of her feelings towards Stiles, or knew her a lot - could pass for a shy smile.

"Thank you," Olivia told her, giving him a small wave.

"Jackson, you look handsome." Lydia said as she looked at him. Olivia turned around to face an unforgettable Allison linking arms with a jerk called Jackson.

Jackson smirked at her. "Obviously." He told her, taking Allison's hand. "It's Hugo Boss." He said, walking away from the scene.

Olivia held back a urge to smack the back of his head. "He is such a jerk." Olivia mumbled.

Lydia glared at him. "I don't care. I will not fall prey to society's desire to turn girls into emotionally neurotics who pull up their dresses at the first flattering remark." Lydia mumbled, looking at Olivia.

"Well, I think you look beautiful." Olivia told Lydia. Lydia smiled at Olivia.

"Thank you." She said, taking Olivia's hand in her. Olivia followed Lydia inside the formal. Stiles sighed, following the two girls as well.

Olivia pulled away, smiled. Although, it soon died down once she saw Stiles' eyes on Lydia. Olivia pulled away, remembering that Lydia was his date after all. "You guys go and have fun. I will what they have for snacks." Olivia told them before quickly disappearing.

Lydia sighed, watching as her friend left by herself. Stiles took Lydia's arm and they walked to the nearest table. After a few minutes, Stiles turned to Lydia hoping that they could dance together since that was better than just staying sitting on a table all dance. "Do you wanna dance?" Stiles asked. Lydia looked around the room, her eyes landing on Olivia who was sitting on the blenches watching people dance.

"No, I think you should ask Olivia to dance? Don't you like her?" Lydia asked Stiles, keeping her eyes on Olivia.

Stiles followed Lydia's eyes, and his heart dropped to see Olivia by herself. "Um...I do like her." Stiles stuttered out.

Lydia turned to Stiles with a tired look. "Then go and ask her to dance." Lydia told him.

Stiles sighed, standing up this time. "You know let me try that again. Get off your cute little ass and dance with me right now." He told Lydia, ignoring his previous words.

Lydia crossed her legs and arms. "Interestic tactic, but I will stick with no." Lydia replied while glaring at Stiles.

"Why not?" Stiles asked her, looking tiredly at her.

Lydia shrugged, looking down at her nails. "Because I want you to dance with Olivia." She said.

Stiles sighed, looking at Lydia. "Look, I don't care. I have had a crush on you since third grade, and I know that somewhere inside that cold, lifeless exterior there is an actual human soul. And I'm actually pretty sure how smart you really are." Stiles told her, hoping he could dance with the girl he had been dreaming to dance since third grade.

Lydia scoffed, rolling her eyes at him. "Correction, you are not the only one. Olivia knows it. She reminds me all the time." She said, standing up. "Now, you are going to walk to her and ask her to dance right now." Lydia said, her voice going threatening low.

Stiles gulped, looking back at Olivia for a brief second before looking back at the strawberry blonde in front of him. "I'm not going to ask her to dance when I know she is probably dying to dance with Scott." Stiles mumbled, looking down at the floor.

Lydia held back a laugh. "And what makes you think that?" Lydia asked him confused.

"I saw them hugging." Stiles told her, looking at everything but her face.

"You got to be kidding me. Scott and her are friends. Friends hug all the time. It is just a sign of support and encorgement. Plus, we all know that Olivia is the captain of the Scallison ship. She has been trying to make Allison open her eyes with Scott." Lydia explained to him. Lydia narrowed her eyes at Stiles, and idea flashing on her head. "Okay, I got a deal. You ask Olivia out and I dance with you." Lydia told him.

Stiles looked at her wide eyed. "Me?" He choked out.

"Are you in or not?" Lydia asked him. Stiles sighed, nodding at Lydia. "Alright, keep your hands to yourself and don't get too close. I don't want Olivia think you and I are something, nor the entire school." Lydia said before, taking Stiles to the

Meanwhile, Scott entered the dace. His eyes landed on Olivia who was sitting by herself. He looked at Stiles who was dancing with Lydia, and then at Allison and Jackson. With one last look at Allison, he approached Olivia. He took a seat next to her quietly. "I like your dress." He said, smiling at her.

Olivia turned around, letting a soft laugh once she saw it was Scott. "You don't look bad neither. It's weird seeing you in a tux. And, you mean clean, weird." Olivia joked. Scott chuckled, shaking his head. "Allison is right there dancing with Jackson. You should go and ask her to dance." Olivia said, pointing at the raven haired girl.

Scott shook his head. "Not before I ask you to dance." Scott said, standing up. He showed her his hand, and Olivia looked at it confused. "Come on. I'm not letting my best friend waste a great dance." Scott told her, motioning her to take it.

Olivia smiled at him, and took his hand. Scott walked with her to the dance floor and made funny faces at her, causing Olivia to laugh. Scott twirled her around while mumbling a few jokes here and there. Olivia will be laying to herself if she said she was not having a great time. At the fourth song, Olivia pulled away. "Thank you, Scotty." Olivia said, pulling him into a hug. Scott hugged her tightly. Olivia pulled away, smirking at Scott. "Now, go lover boy. Go and dance with your girl." Olivia said, pushing him in the direction of Allison.

"Will you be okay though?" Scott asked her. Olivia nodded at him. "Alright, any last second tips?" He asked her.

Olivia smiled at him. "Make sure to have fun." Olivia said, before giving him one last push. Scott nodded at her before walking closer to Allison. Olivia looked at Scott and Allison one last time before walking back to the bleachers. She spotten a well known head or curls sitting down. Olivia carefully tapped Isaac's shoulder.

Isaac jumped on his seat, but jumped a little since he was not expecting Olivia to tap his shoulder. "Oh, hi." He told her, giving her a small smile.

Olivia took a sit next to him. Isaac felt his neck heat up due to the beautiful girl sitting next to him. "Do you got a date?" He asked her.

Olivia shook her head. "No, and you?" She asked him. Isaac shook his head as well. "Well, i guess we are single together then. How is it going? I have not seen you since my first day here." Olivia said, smiling up at him.

Isaac shrugged, looking at her. "Good," He lied. He was far from good. He was always lying to the teachers about his bruises, and always tried to get his mind off the abusive he suffered.

Olivia looked up to him, and even through the lim light, she noticed a small cut next to his ear. "Where did you got that from? Are you okay?" Olivia asked, but flinched when Isaac stood up abruptly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got it from lacrosse." He told her from over his shoulder.

Olivia stood up as well. Her eyes landed on Stiles and Lydia. However, her eyes went to Scott when she heard coach Fistock yell his name. Scott quickly pulled Danny from where he was sitting and started dancing with him. "McCall you are not supposed to....What the hell are you do...What the hell are you doing?" Coach Fistock yelled through the dance floor. Olivia looked at the scene wide eyed.

"Yes, coach?" Scott asked, pulling himself closer to Danny. Olivia covered her mouth to stop a small laugh from escaping. However, Isaac did not bother on hiding it.

Finstock looked around the dance room unconfotable. "Okay, wow...oh, oh...I was just saying...Supposed to...I mean, I wasn't saying that he shouldn't...You guys don't think...I was just...Dance everybody. Just dance! Dance!" He stuttered out.

Olivia gave a thumps up to Scott who was looking her way. Scott returned it, and turned back to Danny. "Thanks man, I owe you." He said before leaving.

"That's your friend, right?" Isaac asked Olivia as she watched him leave.

Olivia turned to him with a small smile. "Yeah, he is a nice guy." Olivia said, smiling at Isaac.

Isaac gulped before turning to Olivia once more. "Will you like to dance?" He stuttered. Olivia took his hands, and pulled him to the dance floor. He smiled lightly when Olivia put her arms around him. As the songs went by, Olivia and Isaac got to know each other. From the distance Lydia smirked at the sight, feeling proud that Olivia was dancing with a boy. In her eyes she seemed to be enjoying the night.

Olivia pulled away from Isaac briefly. "I will be back. I'm going to the restroom." Olivia told him, before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. Isaac could not hide the smile that was appearing on his face.

Olivia quickly went to the bathroom, but stopped when she was leaving it. A strange sight caught her attention: Allison's father and a group of hunter surrounding Jackson. Olivia quietly left, knowing she had to go and find Scott before they did. Olivia ran towards Isaac, not wanting to waste anymore time. "Sorry, Isaac but I have to go and find Scott. I will be back. It's just...I have to tell him something really important." Olivia told him. Isaac nodded at her in undertandable. "Thank you for tonight." Olivia told him before giving him another kiss on the cheek. Isaac watch her leave the dance without knowing that she will not return.

Lydia sighed, not catching sight of Jackson for a few minutes. "I just need to take a little break." Lydia told Stiles, pulling away.

Stiles sighed, looking down at her. "You mean, you have to go and find Jackson." Lydia avoided Stiles' eyes. "I get it." Stiles told her, taking his hands off her waist. Lydia nodded before leaving the room. Stiles looked around the room, and landed on Olivia's tan skin. She was whispering something to a tall boy. Stiles recognized as Isaac Lahey from the lacrosse team. He watched as Isaac nodded at her and watched her leave.

Stiles shuffled awarkdly in front of the bleachers. He was surprised when he saw Jackson walk towards him. "Have you seen Lydia?" He asked her.

"She went to find you." Stiles told him.

"I have been looking for her around the school and still no sign of her." Jackson informed him. Stiles stiffen, looking down at his watch. A thought passed through his head, and his whole face changed: Lydia has not arrived yet because of Peter Hale. Stiles ran towards Isaac, hoping he knew where Olivia went.

"Where Olivia?" Stiles asked him.

"She went to find your friend Scott, said she had to tell him something really important." Isaac informed him. Stiles sighed, running towards the exit. He had to find Olivia before Peter did.

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One more chapter and the first book of Olivia Young series is completed. Thank you all for the support. I will like to specially thank argenthrills and @voidmackenzie for the amazing comments that have made me laugh so hard.

- Ami