What a girl

Winter Formal

Allisons P.O.V
Lydia & I had been home from school for an hour. We now had 3 hours to get ready for the formal and we had just finished dying Lucy's hair an ombré blue.
"Wow your hair looks amazing" Lydia said as Lucy finished the last few curls thanks.
*zzzzzt zzzzzt*
Lydia phone went off "who's that" I said just touching up Lucy's hair
"Angie. Can she come over and get ready with us?" Lyds asked pulling puppy dog face
"Angela! Do what ever you want but just no I don't trust her and I wouldn't let her near stiles" I said to her.

"you never trust anyone"

"And I'm normally right"

"She'll be here in 5" Lydia said taking control of the curler and doing her own hair

Angela's P.O.V

She's falling for it that stupid slut.

Why her.

Why has stiles always like her when I'm here so perfect for him I don't get it.

I have liked him since 4th grade why can't he just like me back.

Doesn't matter I have a plan.

*plan*

Step 1: Get in fight with Lydia "causing my friends to hate me" making Lydia feel sad for me & accept me into the group
Check-✔️
Step 2: Become sorta close with Lydia
Check-✔️
Step 3: Go to the formal with Isaac to make stiles think that I can actually get someone
Check-✔️
Step 3: When I get to the formal get Esmerelda to distracted Lydia.
Step 4: Get bunny pull stiles over to me who is near where Essy is distracting Lydia and then I kiss stiles right in front of her causing her to hate me (I don't care if she hates me) and stiles so we can live happily ever after. (Yes bunny and Essy and I are still friends that was part of the plan)

*plan done*

It's full proof. Stiles will be so heart broken and I will be there to pick up the pieces causing him to fall in love with me. Only little hiccup is Allison she hates me and she doesn't have that empathetic side. Me and her were friend before her and Lydia because our family's had been close for a while and even then she never fully trusted me. Only way to fix that is to steer clear of Scott. The only other thing may be that Lucy freshman chick but she is ditsy as all hell she can never distinguish me from bunny so should be good.
I got to Lydia's and knocked on the door Lucy answered.
"Bunny!" She squealed hugging me. I went to say something bitchy and then realized I need to act innocent "sorry to correct you but it's Angela haha" I said in a kiddy voice
"oh sorry love. You too just look so similar."
"Aw that's okay I get that often" bunny and I did look sorta similar expect bunny had BROWN HAIR speaking of hair hers was a really gorgeous turquoise ombré. "I your hair" I said sincerely "thanks come in"
Lucy asked me in and as I stepped in I saw Allison glaring down from the top of the stairs. Allison looked extremely un-thrilled to have me here."Hey Allie. Hows your dad been?" I asked knowing her mum had past. I did feel really upset about that. When we were little my mum would always make me eat the crust where allies mum would cut it off. I know it doesn't seem like much but when I was little it was everything. "It's Allison. Only Lydie and Lucy call me Allie" she said bitchily not answering me question "Okay sorry" I said actually being a little hurt. She may not have trusted me when we were kids but we were friends and she was nice. "Angie!!! Let's she your dress" Lydia said running down the stairs her hair in half up half down curls. I handed her my dress and she squealed
"Omg it's gorgeous." she took my arm and held it to the dress "and it's so your colour" Lydia squealed pulling me up stairs
"Go put it on" she pushed me into the bathroom to get changed. When I came out all the girls were there and they gasped all except Allie I mean Allison who just stood there straight face. I wore a red sunvary high low strapless chiffon gown that was tight up the top areas and stopped above my thigh but had a mesh lining that went down to my ankles but has a ruffled cut down the left leg. (Picture up the top) Lydia and Lucy erupted into squealed complement and ideas of what to do with my hair.
"Allie what do you think curls or straight?" The girls asked.