the rest of the world was black and white.

Sophia hesitated when he asked her for her name. A part of her didn't want to give it to him; she didn't trust him. Sure she believed the whole werewolf thing after he had shown her, but she didn't trust him as a human or werewolf. She knew there had to be something more to this. He wasn't just doing this to help her out, she knew that, but she wanted to be okay so bad so she wasn't going to back out just because he wanted or needed something. "Sophia," she stated after awhile. "And you are?" She questioned; leaning back against the wall. She let out a soft sigh as she began to feel unwell once again. She had her moments during the day where she felt okay; good enough to walk around, but these days they didn't last as long. "Can we please just do this now?"

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Stiles blinked as it slowly sunk into his mind what his father had said. His head snapped towards him and his eyes were wide. He just couldn't believe that his father was letting Lydia stay at their place. Sure it was a lot safer than other places could stay, but he just couldn't believe it. He was glad though. He got to see her more and hopefully figure out what was happening to her.

He stepped towards his father as he took the money from his hands and gave him a firm nod to tell him he understood what he needed to do. "Are you sure this isn't a Scott thing?" His father asked softly so Lydia couldn't hear him.

"I don't know," Stiles answered honestly. He had no idea if this really was a thing that he and Scott could do rather than his father. The years she could not remember did feel off and he knew there was so much more to it, but he had hoped just this once that this was something his father could figure out. He was so wrong.

Stiles gave his father a small smile before he turned and walked towards Lydia. "Well, how about I take you back to our place while my Dad sees what else he can find?" Stiles asked; making sure that was something she was okay with doing. "Then we could go out and get some things you need."

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"I didn't think that I convinced you," Scott replied honestly. He had never seen her at any game or any practice. He didn't think she would come, but he was happy that he managed to convince her to come. His smile grew at the words she had just said to him. He was not expecting her to say anything like that, but he did like it. "Does that mean I've managed to convince you into coming to an actual game now?" He questioned; raising at eyebrow at her with a silly grin. "I mean only if you are going to come and cheer for me," he joked.

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"Derek," He told her before nodding his head and taking a step closer to her then taking her arm in his hand and biting her wrist just to get it over with. "There you go, the effects should start to set in within the next 24 hours," He told her still not sure what illness she had, but he did know that it would go away. Which he assumed was what she wanted. It was usually what people in the hospital wanted, for their pain to just go away and to just be magical cured. And well that was kind of exactly what he was giving to her, plus he was getting a new beta. Even if she was a little feistier than he'd expected when he'd laid eyes on her, and would probably cause a few issues in his life. So it was kind of a win-win "situation.

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"Okay," Lydia said finally standing up from the chair she'd been seated in almost since they'd arrived. "You're sure it's okay for me to stay with you guys?" She asked both the sheriff and Stiles looking between them. "Because it's so nice of you to offer, but I really don't want to be a burden or put you out or anything," she said knowing that she was in a very different situation than most people who came looking for help, and she knew that neither of them had to help her. But it really was nice of them too, and she didn't want to seem like she was taking advantage of anyone because she wasn't.

Once she saw the sheriff smile and nod his head towards her though she felt a little bit better about everything. Still like she should've been going anywhere else, but not complaining either because this was probably the best option. After all, even though she knew nothing about whatever system they used here when people were in her position or even in similar positions, she was sure that if they didn't take her then she'd be sent someone else to stay with someone else, who probably wouldn't be as nice as they were both being to her. "Let's go then," she finally said looking on at Stiles with a smile. "I'm really excited to see your home," she said hoping it was beautiful because well she'd be staying there for a while. Even if it wasn't some beautiful home though she was sure it would still be nice staying there with Stiles and his dad.

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"Well you did because here I am," Sydney said smiling at him though really she was a little shocked herself that she'd actually come. But for whatever reason she was there and she actually had kind of enjoyed herself. She also actually wanted to go to one of his games and see Scott in action against another team, not just his own teammates. She wasn't sure why, because it wasn't like she'd asked for a friend. This was her sophomore year and she'd made it this far without any stable friends in her life so she didn't really think she needed one now. Yet here she was, at a lacrosse practice for some boy when she didn't even play lacrosse or know anyone else on the team for that matter. And she was thinking of attending a game. Whatever the hell Scott McCall was doing to her she didn't like it, but at the same time she did, because it was actually kind of nice that someone wanted to spend time with her. "Well really given you're the only person I even know on the team if I cheered for anyone it would have to be you," she replied laughing a little before nodding her head. "I'll make sure I'm there, though,"

[ woo I've replied to both roleplays too! Look at both of us go! ]

Sophia took in a soft breath as Derek took her arm. She looked away from him waiting for him to give her the bite. She closed her eyes the moment she felt his teeth sink into her; she didn't flinch, cringe or even try to pull her arm away. She was expecting it to hurt a lot more, but to her it was just like another bunch of needles going into her arm. "Okay," she said softly once he spoke again. Her eyes flickered open and immediately looked at the bite mark on her arm. She watched the blood trickle from her wound and down towards her hand. She wanted to press it against her hospital gown, but she knew that they would have some serious questions if the gown had blood on it. "Is that all?" She asked; hoping she could start to head back to her room. "They are going to do the rounds soon and they will be annoyed if I am not in my room again," she told him. It wasn't a complete lie. They were doing the rounds of food shortly and they were getting pissed that she was never in her room when she should've been, but she also wanted to go back to lay down. She wanted to sleep. Everything that has happened was wearing her out. She was trying to hard to fight it off and she would keep fighting until she was back in her room.

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Stiles glanced back at his father to make sure he was one hundred percent okay with letting her stay; just incase he did mishear the whole thing. The moment he smiled and nodded his head; Stiles grinned in response. He didn't know why he was so happy, but maybe it was because he found her interesting and it wasn't just because she couldn't remember anything. There was just something about her.

"Let's go," Stiles said in agreement and motioned for her to follow him back to his Jeep. "Well I hope you like it," Stiles responded to her. He hoped she liked his home. He wanted her to feel comfortable there considering she hardly even knew them.

Stiles said a quick goodbye to his father before he headed out of the office and back outside to his car. He slid in and began the drive back to his place.

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Scott couldn't help but to feel shocked by her. Not because of anything she had said, but because of what people made her out to be. He couldn't understand why no one gave her a chance and tried to be a friend to her even if it was just talking to her every now and then. A little part of him did expect her to be more quiet and shy towards him, but here she was and nothing like he had actually imagined. He was glad though. He was glad that he had bumped into her before class. He was glad that he actually got to talk to her. He actually enjoyed talking to her even if he really knew nothing about her. That didn't bother him though. "I'll hold you to that," Scott told her with a laugh. "I expect to see you cheering in the grandstands at the next game."

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Derek nodded his head, "yeah that's it," he told her before stepping out of her way so that she could make it back to her room like she wanted. And he figured she was probably right about whoever walking around making sure everyone got their food and all wanting her to be in her room. Even when patients weren't too sick to leave their rooms the staff still didn't want them wandering around too much. So he wouldn't keep her, not that there was anything else he needed from her anyways. He'd given her the bite and honestly, all either of them could do now was wait for it to heal and then start to heal everything else. Once that happened it would be best for her to find him so he could help her when it came to turning and learning how to control herself even on the full moon. But until then he was kind of useless to her.

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Lydia was sure that she would like where she was going to be staying. After all, both Stiles and his dad were really nice people, and she couldn't exactly remember what her own home looked like so it wasn't like she had anything to compare it to. "It was really nice of your dad to let me stay with you guys until we figure all this out," she finally said smiling at him, "I'm guessing he doesn't do stuff like this for just anyone, though," she said glad she had somewhere to go but also curious as to why he would be so nice to her when he didn't have to be. He could've just sent her on her way to stay somewhere else while he looked into her case if she even had a case but he hadn't. "So when we go get the things that I'm going to need, what exactly will that include?" She asked realizing that she wasn't even really sure what she needed or where she would get the things that she needed. She was assuming though that Stiles would know where to go.

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Sydney smiled "I'll be there," she told him. She couldn't exactly explain what was happening right now, and all she really knew was that well she actually felt comfortable around Scott even though she hardly knew him. She hadn't been looking for a friend or expecting anyone to walk into her life yet here he was doing just that, and while she couldn't say she was a fan of having friends because they could potentially walk out of her life without any warning. She could also end up pushing him away like she'd done so many times before which would only hurt her in the end, but for whatever reason she wasn't thinking about that. She wasn't thinking about the bad things that could happen, or how awful it would be to get close to Scott only for them to drift apart or something after getting close. She was just thinking about how nice he was, how comfortable she felt around him without even knowing him, and how she actually wanted him to stick around.

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[This took me far too long totally got way too focused on a new RP. BUT TO MAKE UP FOR IT I DONE A LONG ASS REPLY.

Also FF-ing Derek/Sophia and also thinking that maybe we should bring in Allison with Stilies and Lydia cause him not knowing a thing about what girls need. Also it will be adorable with him standing there as Allison and Lydia go shopping and he's just holding all the bags]

The rest of the day had been hell for Sophia and so had the afternoon and night. She was restless and the bite on her arm was throbbing with pain. It had been annoying trying to hide a giant bite from the nurses, but she had managed somehow. She was also worried about what would happen if this bite done nothing or that it killed her. She didn't know the signs and that was something she should have asked Derek before she dragged herself back to her room. She had a feeling it was working though, well it wasn't a feeling, she just knew. It was six in the morning and she had barely had even a blink of sleep, but she could hear things she shouldn't have been able to hear like the nurses conversation they were having before they entered her room to check on her. She felt strange, a good strange. Even though she hadn't had any sleep she actually felt like she was getting... better. The one thing that stood out the most was her sense of smell. The hospital wing she was in smelt terrible. In her words, it was what death smells like. It made her feel sick to her stomach. It didn't smell like that before.

She needed to get out of the hospital. She needed to get away from this stench of death. Sophia pushed herself out of the bed and held a moment of surprised when she didn't feel light headed or the fact she didn't wobble as she tried to regain her balance. There was nothing just like it was when she was a kid; the days she could get out of bed and not feel sick. It was a welcoming feeling. She smiled wide to herself and made her way towards her bag in the corner of the room. It was the same bag she came with every time she was in hospital and she hoped she was never back in here again. If Derek was right, she wouldn't be.

She didn't want to wait here for her all clear and wait to be discharged. That would take far too long for her liking. She wanted to go now even if there was a chance this could all be in her head and she ended back here. She didn't even know where she would go after she snuck out. She hadn't exactly asked where she was supposed to go and she wasn't even sure if she would even see Derek again. For now, she just wanted to see the world again and not from the windows of her hospital room.

She got herself changed quickly; leaving her hospital gown behind before she grabbed onto her bag and exited the room cautiously. Breakfast still wouldn't be served for another hour and she only had her check up thirty minutes ago. She knew the halls should have been relatively clear. She hoped they were.

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Stiles shot a quick smile over at Lydia as she spoke. It was nice of his father to let her stay with them. He didn't exactly know the girl and yet he welcomed her into their home with open arms. He had a feeling that his father didn't exactly see this as a case he could solve and that this was a case for the pack. Maybe that was why he was a lot more welcoming. "You must be special," he told her. "He really doesn't do this for anyone. He likes you."

He wanted to settle her nervous and worries about being welcomed into their home. He wasn't sure why he chose their home. Maybe his dad wanted him to keep an eye on the girl incase she was different. Or maybe he did just like this girl and that he saw something in her like Stiles did. A part of him did have a little worry about what would exactly happen when she remembered. She wasn't going to be like this forever. He would make it his life to help her remember every single little detail, but what if she's not the girl he was seeing now? What if she was different and tried to kill him, his dad and everyone they cared about? He just hoped it wasn't like that. He really like the girl he was slowly getting to know.

Stiles pulled up in front of his home, but Lydia's next question made his eyes go wide and his head snap in her direction because he didn't know. He never had a girlfriend, he didn't have a mother who could tell him these things, he didn't see his friends that were girls in a situation to see what they needed. Of course there was one things he knew that they would need once a month, but he wasn't going to say that word out loud. He shouldn't have cared, but he didn't want to cause her any embarrassment.

"I-I don't know," he said so quickly that he stuttered the start of his words. "If you want me to I can call Allison? She's a really good friend of mine. She will know what you would need and maybe it would be good if you had another girl around too?" He wasn't sure if that was something she wanted. Maybe she only wanted him around or his dad considering they were the only two people she had met today. He didn't want to overwhelm her with more new faces either.

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She was going to be there. He couldn't actually believe that was coming out of her mouth. She was always seen as so quiet, so closed off from everyone, so distant and never seemed to want to go to things like a lacrosse game. Yet, here she was telling him that she was going to be there. He was over the moon. He wanted to see her in the crowd on game day and if they lost the match, he wouldn't care because she still came.

He wanted to keep hanging out with her though. He was contemplating on asking her to hang out with him, but he was scared of being rejected. He hated that feeling and because he had been slowly getting to know her and liking who she was so far, he didn't want that to stop because she didn't want to see him anymore other than for a lacrosse game.

"I need to go get changed. I smell awful," he told her with an amused laugh. It slowly faded as did his smile. He was going to ask her even if it could ruin getting to know her. It could also help grow whatever it was building between them. He was going to risk it in hopes that she would say yes. "Do you have anything planned?" He asked softly with a glimpse of hope in his eyes. "If you don't would you be interested in hanging out? Grabbing something to eat or something? It's okay if you don't want to though."