epiphany - lydia martin [book 1]

chapter eight. note to self

"No." I said in uncertainty. I didn't know if I liked Stiles. I didn't know. I mean, he was always really nice to me. He was cute and funny and sweet. It was possible that I could like him. Dating him didn't seem so bad. But I didn't know if I wanted to.

I saw my mom furrow her brows for a moment, sensing I wasn't sure about my answer. "Then that's irrelevant. The only thing that matters is you and Lydia. Now, as far as the whole boyfriend thing goes, I would say don't tell her until after they're broken up because then that's gonna get really messy."

I exhaled loudly, running my hand over my face. "But what if she doesn't even like me?" My mom started to grin, causing me to look around in confusion. "What?"

"She likes you, honey."

My eyes widened as I blinked rapidly, "What? H - how do you know?"

She chuckled, "Moms know these things, okay? I can just tell. She might not know it yet, but she likes you. I can just tell by the way she looks at you."

"How does she look at me?"

My mom thought for a moment, a slow smile creeping up on her face, "Like... like she's trying to look everywhere else but you, but she can't help it. And when she does, I swear her eyes just light up. I was only there for a few minutes but trust me, I know."

I exhaled slowly, trying to process everything. I still didn't believe that Lydia actually liked me. I mean, I just couldn't imagine her feeling the same way I felt. But I trusted my mom. So I just had to forget about everyone else. Focus on me and Lydia. Tell Lydia how I felt but only after her and Jackson were done.

- Note to self: Wait until Lydia and Jackson are finished.

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"Have you seen Scott today?" I asked as I caught up with Stiles who was already walking in the middle of the hallway. I definitely came to school with Scott but I hadn't seen him since then. He didn't mention anything to me about going home but I didn't see him in my last class so I was confused.

"Don't you guys drive to school together? I should be asking you that." Stiles replied, hugging his backpack strap to his chest.

"Yeah, but clearly I haven't seen him since then. I tried texting him too, I got no response."

Stiles sighed, "I've been trying to text him too. We got a problem." I quirked an eyebrow, eager for him to continue. "There was a murder at the video store a couple blocks down from here. Lydia and Jackson were there last night but nobody knows what happened. Jackson looks like he has a time bomb inserted into his face, and Lydia didn't show up at all at school today." The boy explained. My eyebrows rose as I thought about Lydia being danger. I wanted to check on her. I was trying not to show how concerned I was but it was hard. I was kind of disappointed that I wouldn't be seeing her in school today. I always looked forward to it, even if it was just a little glimpse of her in the hallway. I yearned for the way she smiled at me when I passed her standing by her locker in the halls. I was addicted to her smile.

God, I had it so bad it wasn't even funny.

"You think it was the Alpha?" I wondered. "Like, he tried to kill them or something?"

Stiles squinted, "Well, yeah, but also if the Alpha tried to kill them they'd be dead so,"

"Good point."