sweet and spicy 》isaac lahey

b a c k

》 Scott

"Your sister?! As in brunette with luscious curly locks? Perfect fair skin? Pink full lips-"

"Yes Stiles! Gosh, don't have to point out every feature she has." I said.

"Why is she back though?" Stiles asks.

"Our aunt thinks she's kidnapping her so she made her go home, here, in Beacon Hills."

"Oh. Has she talked to you ever since she got here?" Stiles asks, taking a seat down on our lunch table.

"No." I said.

"Why?"

"Well, she's still getting used around here? She hasn't been here for four years." I said.

"Isn't it your job to help her to be used around here?"

"Yeah. But-"

"But?"

"Nothing. The last time we saw each other was four years. No contact in those four years. It feels sorta weird." I sigh.

"Maybe you can help her sit in a lunch table?" Stiles looks off in a distance.

"Stiles. Seriously?"

"Yes. I mean look at her. She looks like a lost puppy." I turned around, seeing Colline looking around for a seat.

"Did you just call my sister a puppy?" I asked Stiles.

"What? Puppies are cute." Stiles said.

I shot a look at him, "But I'm not saying that your sister's cute." He says.

"Hey Colline! Sit over here." I called her, she walks to our table and sits beside me.

"Thanks." Her lips form a thin line.

"How's Wyoming?" Stiles talked. I furrow my eyebrows, Stiles looked at me and mouthed 'what'.

"It's Washington actually, but other than that, it's nice there." Colline replies.

"Sorry, um, are you really staying here for good? I mean, it's not that I don't want you to stay, I do. Ah - crap, that came out wrong. What I meant was-"

"Stiles, yes, I'm staying here for good." Colline cuts his babbling off.

"You still remember me?"

"Of course, awkward and sarcastic kid who had a crush on Lydia Martin." Colline joked.

"Actually. Still has a crush on Lydia Martin." Stiles corrected.

"Wow. Has it been going well?" Colline asks.

"No. No progress since you left."

"So, do you have any plans for tonight?" Stiles asks.

"Nope. Since I only know three people here. I don't think I'm going to have plans yet." She says.

"You should hang with us." Stiles offered.

I hit him by the arm and he looked at me weirdly. "Why?" I whispered.

"That's nice. But I'll pass."

"What? Why? We're fun." Stiles says.

"It's weird. I - You - I just - I haven't seen the both of you in a long time, I don't want things to be really awkward." Colline stumbled on her words.

"Colline Skylar Rose McCall, ohmygod!" I heard a scream from behind us. It was Lydia.

"Lydia!" Colline stood up and ran to Lydia and hugged her.

"I haven't seen you in like what, four years? Must say, you hit puberty really well." Lydia complimented her.

"Oh, um, this is Allison. Allison Argent." Lydia introduces.

"Colline McCall."

"I've heard." Allison chuckled.

"So, are you related to Scott McCall?" Allison awkwardly asks.

"Um, yeah, I'm her sister, I've been living in Washington for the past four years. And I take it, you're new here in Beacon Hills?"

"Yeah, sorta." Allison smiled.

"Your sister just met her future sister-in-law." Stiles commented.

"Shut up."

"Have you talked to Derek, since you know? Erica and Boyd went missing." Stiles asks.

"No. You think I should?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Just don't dude."

"Hey, you two, so where are we hanging tonight?" Colline walks up at us.

"Actually, there's kind of an eme-"

"We'll meet you at the house. We just need to get something alright?" I smiled to her. And she nodded and went out of the doors.

"So are you going to tell her?"

"No. She could get killed." I said.

Stiles looked at me, "Okay, at least not now. What if something happened, something like what happened to your mom? She's used as a motive?"

"She won't be. Not until I find a perfect timing." I said.

"Well that better be soon." Stiles said.

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