[BOOK THREE]
Sierra Page struggled with moving on. The events from earlier that winter were permanently engraved in her head and with the loss of Allison, she knew she wasn't the same girl she used to be. But that was okay. Because she still had Sti...
Clothed in a simple pair of navy shorts with a cute light blue top, Lydia reached them with a worried expression dawning her pretty face. "The entire senior class is already here and before I found Mal, I thought you all bailed on me."
Her movements came to a slow stop when she reached them, and she flicked her green eyes to Sierra. "Are we doing this or not?"
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"Oh, we're so doing this," Sierra assured her, stepping forward to throw an arm around her shoulder. The others chimed in their agreement, and they all started to walk. Sierra and Lydia led everyone to the library, Stiles going on Sierra's other side so her arm could wrap around him as well. Scott, Kira and Malia exchanged looks of amusement but still followed them nonetheless.
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The library looked completely different from the school year before, having been renovated from the multitude of supernatural occurrences. Now, there was a staircase that led to a second floor full of the shelves past seniors had signed. And now, it was their turn.
By the time they arrived, multiple seniors already signed their names to the bookshelf while others waited patiently with their friends. Sierra didn't mind having to stand in line, claiming to Stiles that it built up the anticipation.
As they neared closer and headed up the library's stairs, Sierra started to fret about her signature. "I mean, I don't want it to look scrappy. It's going to be on this shelf forever, you know?"
"Babe, no matter how you write it, it's going to look beautiful," he promised, rubbing her arm in assurance. "The whole point is to write in our own handwriting because we're leaving our mark. Don't try to make it all fancy, okay?"
Sierra sighed, knowing he was right. "Okay."
Stiles smiled. "Good, now come on. We're up next."
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