It's time to make a move
Nov. 26th, 2016 01:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
not_yet_screamingLydia had, even when woken, barely had the energy to do more than take her face and shoes off and fall into bed still in her party dress - and from there she slept the clock right round, and hadn't managed to eliminate all traces of her birthday party before her mother got home (although her mother thought the party was a lot smaller than it actually was). But everyone agreed via facebook it had been a spectacular party until the police broke it up, better even than in her Freshman year. So whatever had happened to Lydia was a shame - but she was still Lydia.
But Lydia had been on the back foot long enough, and now there wasn't a Peter in the way and Danny was read in it was time to take the offensive. Not all who she'd have chosen; Stiles for one was far too erratic to make planning a good choice; she could see he'd be a useful sounding board but not that he'd stick to plans. And Isaac was at last getting a backbone. The people were obvious.
Which is why a handful of people all got invitations from her in different ways but all saying about the same thing. "We need to compare notes. Recess today on the school roof. Lydia." It was after all an excellent place to not be overheard - and people didn't notice people missing at recess the way they would at lunch. Allison's invitation was, of course, verbal; there were half a dozen ways up to the roof but she was new so Lydia would show her one of the easier ones.
"This way." Lydia smiled, pointing out a ladder. "It's one of the worst kept secrets in school. As is the code to the roof. Anyone else you think we should have invited? And the padlock at the top doesn't actually prevent you opening the bolt."
But Lydia had been on the back foot long enough, and now there wasn't a Peter in the way and Danny was read in it was time to take the offensive. Not all who she'd have chosen; Stiles for one was far too erratic to make planning a good choice; she could see he'd be a useful sounding board but not that he'd stick to plans. And Isaac was at last getting a backbone. The people were obvious.
Which is why a handful of people all got invitations from her in different ways but all saying about the same thing. "We need to compare notes. Recess today on the school roof. Lydia." It was after all an excellent place to not be overheard - and people didn't notice people missing at recess the way they would at lunch. Allison's invitation was, of course, verbal; there were half a dozen ways up to the roof but she was new so Lydia would show her one of the easier ones.
"This way." Lydia smiled, pointing out a ladder. "It's one of the worst kept secrets in school. As is the code to the roof. Anyone else you think we should have invited? And the padlock at the top doesn't actually prevent you opening the bolt."
