W.E.L.F.S: The Snake's Eye (COMPLETED)

10-Lexi

I rumbled around in bed, stirring between thoughts.
What if everything would go wrong?

The trip was tomorrow, or today and I hadn't slept a wink. Why were we even doing this again?
I know Jess said to trust my gut but driving into a unknown location on the basis of a hazy dream and a demonic memory was not an uplifting thought.
Especially if that dream comes from Stiles.

I looked over to Kai and Stiles portion of the room. I couldn't see their faces, yet soft snores emitted from their bed.
Urgh.

Insomnia is real in these streets.
You know what. Hell. Imma do it.

I sat up in my bed and whipped out my phone. I scrolled to Netflix and decided to watch my favourite show.

Pretty. Little. Liars.

I was binging each season, being enticed by the unravelling mystery.

I found myself scoffing, every time Aria, came on the screen:

Laughing with Hannah and Spencer.

Getting teary with Emily.

And going "o-O-o-O-o-" with each Alison line.

Blair Waldorf could never.

It had been hours but I could feel the excitement bubbling, with the desire to uncover A's identity.

"Oh my god." I muttered, hand clasped to my mouth.

"A is-"

Wow.

I was now insanely tired and was yawning consistently. I placed my phone on the desk and threw my blanket over my back, as I felt the world going dark.

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Lexi's POV:

Hell yeah. It's my time to shine.
As you all know I'm Lexi. Aka Alexa. Aka Queen. Period.

It's tough being me. Having to maintain my beauty, while enduring the presence of four brothers. Jess may have fooled everyone else but there is no way, a self respecting girl would want to be in the company of Stiles or would want to wear pigtails. Hunny we stopped growing like seven hundred years ago or whatever. You don't need to wear- no school girl attire.

Also I think it's really unfair that the story is narrated by Ember. Sexist much?

My alarm was ringing, signifying morning. I popped out of bed and removed the mask that bandaged my eyes. The room was magenta, with a crystal chandelier gliding from the ceiling. I brushed the soft silky carpet with my toes as I walked over to the mirror that hung on top of my oak desk.

Damn I'm beautiful. I'm not even being cocky. I am one sexy bitch. But unfortunately, it's not like I have anyone, to praise me.

I so badly want to go to school. A positive, about all of this is that at least I'll always remain gorgeous and young.

My morning hair was not good. It was in disarray but hey, at least I had a good sleep though.

I flicked on the lights and gazed at my room.
It was the biggest bedroom. Jess and me slept on opposite sides of the room and on her side was the door to our bathroom. The door that separated the corridor and our bedroom, paralleled the balcony, which was closed off by elegant white curtains with a floral pattern. Everyday in the morning, I love to start my day off by soaking in the sun and enjoying the beautiful view of the garden.

But today was not one of those days.

Grabbing my pillow, I slung it at Jess, whose bed had a book dangling off the edge.