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At the Beacon Hills High School, standing nearby a couple of lockers was Serena Santiago, who was digging into her opened locker, her talking to someone next to her, she then closed her locker shut, sighing out at the person next to her.
Serena's coffee colored eyes then glanced at the scene that the person was looking at.
Jackson and Allison was talking with each other by Allison's locker.
Serena then looked at Sabrina, who was glaring at Jackson, who was smirking at the short raven haired latina.
"You love her, so don't lose her."
Sabrina then exhaled sharply, looking away from Jackson, then to her sister.
"But, she's going with Jackson." Sabrina frowned.
"Do you really think she wants to?" Serena questioned.
Serena then glanced at Allison, Sabrina following her actions.
Allison and Sabrina stared at each other for a while, the brunette quickly looking away from her.
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After school, at Macy's, where almost everyone was seen shopping, a blue eyed man that goes by the name of Peter Hale looked at Scott McCall's friends, his eyes landing on a specific person, a devilish grin appearing on his face as he approached her.
Allison Argent was seen by a rack of dresses, her holding up a dress, when a foreign voice interrupted her.
"That's not your color." Peter interrupted.
"Sorry if i'm being intrusive, but considering your skin tone, i'd go lighter." Peter states.
"Because i'm pale?" Allison quietly asked.
"Fair, i mean, you can't call skin like yours 'pale', not skin that perfect." Peter states.
Allison awkwardly smiled at the man's words. "Okay..."
"Trust me, i have an unique perspective on the subject." Peter states.
Peter then took up a lighter shade of the color Allison was holding, and placed it in front of her.
"Do you mind?" Peter asked.
"See? Much better?"
"Bree's looking for you." Serena then said to Allison.
Allison turning around quickly, then looking at Bree, who seemed bored out of her mind.
Peter's head then tilt to the side. "That statement doesn't seem entirely true."
"Go talk to her." Serena advised Allison.
Allison hesitantly stared at Sabrina, Serena sighing out, then giving her an encouraging look.
Allison then walked away, going towards Sabrina hesitantly.
Allison smiled amused, seeing the way how Sabrina's face twisted in disgust at some of the dresses.
"Don't like any of the dresses?" Allison then asked.
Sabrina then looked at Allison, staring at her in shock that she was actually talking to her.
"Uh, not really." Sabrina then says.
"Here." Allison then handed her a dress.
It was a knee length, midnight black, shoulder off dress, with silver rhinestones on the top.
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WITCHES IN BEACON HILLS, TEEN WOLF
Fanfiction'they're not werewolves, then what the hell are they?' a raven haired man pondered as he stared at two teens from afar. a buzzcut teen then teasingly replied, not realizing how true it was. 'maybe they're witches, you know, with the whole mumbo jumb...
