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[ lois was going to
change this year, she just
didn't know it. ]
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            Sophomore year for Lois Lane had been a nightmare.

            But summer — summer had been forgiving.

She had gotten a job, started cross country, repaired her relationships with her father and Lydia Martin. Lois had explained to them all of the supernatural as they knew it, and her friendship with Allison Argent had been fixed while she was away in France and Lois was still in California. As always, she had spent most of the summer with Scott and Stiles, and Luna and Lydia. But, still, it had been different. Quite, so.

            It had been different to sophomore year — it was good, but it was very different. A change of pace, tempo. She liked it.

            No more kanima's, no stalkers, no annoying betas. In fact, Lois hadn't seen a single annoying beta in months. Boyd and Erica had vanished off the face of the planet, both missing, and Isaac's time had been put into searching for them with Derek and Peter, and training. At least, that's what she had heard from Scott; the omega having received updates here and there, although it had been Luna who had really told them what was happening. While the rest of them had been able to avoid Derek Hale like the plague if they wanted to — they did — Luna was like a sister, to Derek. It wasn't as easy to not hear what was going on. Their relationship was still rather rocky, but it was getting there. Wherever there was.

            All in all, Lois' summer had been very different and very normal. Full of normal teenager things. As if none of sophomore year had ever happened, even though they all knew that it had.

            Unfortunately, normality was not a constant in the life of Lois Lane.

Quite the opposite, really. Lois couldn't remember the last time that she had felt quite so normal, for quite so long, and this time she found herself getting comfortable. She got used to all of the normal, in those few months, and that was what would make her junior year so disappointing. So painful, so raw.

Because junior year was about to be even more chaotic than the last. Just when Lois had thought that it was all over, and that the world had finally given them a break, she would learn that it really wasn't over, not at all — something far worse was coming for them. Something much bigger, and much badder, and something that was going to shake them to the core. When Lois assumed that her life could not get more dangerous and bizarre, she had been so wrong. Life was about to show her that normality would never be a constant in Lois's life.

For as long as she could remember, she had been terrified of too much change. Change was fast, and scary, and it chilled her to the bone. Sophomore year had held a lot of change, and it had been scary. But, summer had slowed it down. She had adjusted.

Lois had assumed that it had stopped. There would be no more change — there couldn't be, not when so much had changed in such a little time. Not when all of that had happened.

But, she was wrong about that too.

Her life was going to change. She was going to change. In ways that she couldn't even imagine. Life was going to change little Lois Lane, and she would be shocked if she made it out alive. The idea of survival would seem impossible, a destination so far in the distance that she could hardly see it. After all that she had seen in her life, and all that she had been put through, junior year seemed the most unsurvivable. How would she survive?

But, if junior year was going to prove anything, it was that Lois Lane was no longer the comic book damsel everyone thought.

Lois wasn't waiting for her Superman, anymore. She was bored of pending on a hero that would likely never show up, and she was sick and tired of needing to be saved. Rather than sitting sitting and waiting for Superman, Lois Lane was going to be her own hero. She had to be.

A girl had to be her own hero, sometimes.

When junior year came around, Lois Lane wasn't waiting for Superman.

And yet, somehow, she still ends up finding him.

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—in which lois lane
( the comic book conundrum ! )
finds love, magic, and where
her heart belongs.

or

—lois was sick of waiting for superman, but he was
right in front of her.

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—dedications
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i don't own any of the teen wolf characters, other than my own. the plot line is not mine, but i do take credit for adjustments, dynamics, and interactions between characters that i fabricated myself. my characters are not based upon anything other than my own imagination — any similarities between this book and other work of fiction is merely coincidental.

TRIGGER WARNING
water, mention of death, suicide, graphic
detail, weaponry, hunting, trauma, loss, grief,
swearing, alcohol, stalking.
MENTION OF SEXUAL THEMES.

                     a lot of people have asked why i put trigger warnings for water and drowning, and that is because i have been asked by some readers to a put warning for graphic water scenes. i think all triggers are valid and i encourage the rest of you to feel the same. i never want my work to harm any of my readers. if you ever want more trigger warnings in places you feel might need one, please let me know! i respect you.

NO ORIGINAL GIFS ARE MINE
I TAKE NO CREDIT FOR GIFS I DID NOT MAKE

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