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Chapter |1|

Lydia ran through the hallways as fast as her short legs could take her. She could hear her heartbeat rate go up. Dum dum.
Dum dum.

She ran into the locker room.
She fumbled around the locker until she found it. Stiles locker opened with a clang as she tried to fit her short frame into it.
She closed the locker as the door opened with a creak.
It felt like a cliche horror movie scene.
She heard the click of the its claws on the floor.
Stripes of light came from the window of the locker.
She tried to control her breathing. Everything suddenly came to an halt.
The noise of clicking stopped.
It was quiet.
Too quiet.
She could hear the drip drop of the water falling from the showers.
Showers? Why is the shower running late at night?
Unless.... ....unless
Someone was here?
Thanks god! She will be saved. Or someone may die. Fuck!
The noise came back .
It was growing closer and closer by the second.
Lydia closed her eyes. She was helpless so was the person showering unknown of the noise or that....that thing.
Tears stung her eyes. She could only hear. Do nothing.
Already many lives depended on her.
And especially Stiles's life.
She had no other option. Other than this.
So she opened her mouth and
Screamed.
As loud she could.
Until a hand came out of nowhere and shut her up by placing it on her mouth.
Something smelled funny.
She thought before she welcomed blackness with open arms.

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"Hey lydia ! Wake up"
Disoriented noises.
She heard disoriented noises.
It was familiar but she could not recognise it.
She could hear it. Like she had heard that thing come for her.
That thing. School hallway. A hand.
Lydia sat up with a start. She was facing stiles and the football team.
Her makeup must be smudged and river if mascara dried on her face. She could feel it.
"Why am I here?" She asked.
"That's the question we have been trying to answer for the past one hour. So Lydia what were you doing here?" Stiles asked agitated.

He was already having a bad day and having his nemesis lying in front of his locker was not helping.
And also with all the suggestive looks the guys were giving him as she was font of his locker.
His locker!
His mood became worsened.

"Come with me"
He took by the hand and tugged her out of the room forcefully.
A little too harsh.
"So, why don't you tell me miss-i-am-better-than-others what were you doing in front of my locker and why the HECk did you break it open?" He shouted.

"Listen here Stiles. As much I hate you and wanna bash you face in goat poop and garnish it with chicken poop I am telling you the truth. I have no use of your used..condoms that I will break your locker open and as for what was I doing there? If you could find me an answer it would immensely splendid!!" She huffed.
And turned around and started walking leaving there.
She was confused and baffled.

Last thing she remembered was running from a shadow type thing and hiding into stiles locker. Well cuz she knew his password to stash glitter in it but it helped her but She had not broken it....unless that thing did it but then how is she alive?

But first a shower is a must.
She thought as she ran towards the schools main door.
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She opened her main door quietly hoping her mom was out.
Bingo.
She was gone for work.
Lydia went to her room.
She looked around. Nothing seemed out of place. She went near the windows and fastened the windows and closed the curtains.
She locked door and put a chair under it.
Precautions are always better.
Then she went to shower.

Massaging the shampoo on her head she got thinking.
Shower was the best place to think.
Everything was going bizarre.
She was sure she saw that thing but now it all seems like a big nightmare.
And there are no things such as ghosts.
And maybe she slept in front of his locker before stashing it with glitter.
With a rational explanation she showered stress free and came out-

Only to scream.
Again.
As loud as she could!