Not your type >< Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 3: First Class

The two teenagers walked into their science class. Scott went and took his seat in the middle of the room at an empty desk, but the blonde following was quickly stopped by the teacher who was at the front.

      " Well hello. You must be Sienna, right? I'm Mr Harris"

She shot him a smile and curt nod, as she edged forward—closer to the nearest, empty seat and she let her head face the floor, attempting to avoid meeting any of the stares from the many eyes that were following her. However, a hand belonging to the teacher shot out in the air and landed in front her body, indicating for her to stand in front of the entire class.

A small sigh left through the gaps between her lips and entered the ears of the few students closest to her, however Mr Harris happily ignored it and continued prompting her to move to where he was directing.

Not wanting to create a fuss on her first day of school, a swift turn of 180°, Sienna reluctantly made her way to just in front of the teachers desk. Scott gave her a sympathetic smile which she returned, a silent exchange between the two of them, her new found understanding by what he meant when he said he 'bites'. She realised what he meant... basically he's just an ass.

A deep breath in, she looked at Mr Harris. Her fingers fiddling with the hem of her white shirt, as her eyebrows met in the middle, a visibly confused look spread across her face, as her cheeks went from pale to a scarlet red shade. Just as Mr Harris went to talk, the door to the classroom swung open, the handle meeting the other side of the wall and the dent from previous collisions caved in a little more.

      "Sorry... I had to go to the toil—never mind. Sorry I'm late sir" the brown haired boy who was wearing a plaid shirt over a blue v-neck nervously dived into the empty seat beside Scott, whilst his hand scratched the back of his head.

" Really stiles... one more late and it's a detention for the rest of the month....Anyways, back to you—Sienna, would you like to tell the class about yourself" Mr Harris encouraged. Ah, so that is who was supposed to show me around, great.

The blonde girl looked around the class until her eyes momentarily locked onto the two boys just ahead of her. Brown locks slightly fell over the forehead of the boy on the left, and a small, lipless smiled appeared on the boy on the right.

       "Er— Hi. I'm Sienna McDade. I'm from England.. obviously. Well, there's not much to tell really... can I— please sit down now sir?" She chuckled nervously and the volume in her voice was low, but her heartbeat continued to increase as she still felt the stares from each student as if they were piercing her skin with their eyes. Her gaze had moved from the boys to the teacher as she spoke, silently begging him to let her sit down.

A lump formed itself in her throat, a physical manifestation of her fears clawing their way through her body. A ball of emotion lodging itself in a place it knew where she couldn't stop it from going. Her throat tightened and it was as if she had held her breath from thirty minutes, whereas merely 5 seconds had passed until the teacher replied to her words. She didn't want attention especially not on her first day. She liked blending in and remaining unnoticed, this was the exact opposite of that— an English girl in an American school, in front of the class for everyone to see.

" Not yet, come on. Tell us more, I'm sure not many of us have ever met someone from England in person. Tell us something interesting about yourself Sienna, then you can sit down. "

" Like I said, nothing really. But err—I like sports, tennis specifically, and drawing, drama can be fun sometimes. I'm like 5'3. And I'm not a fan of science", Sienna smiled through her words, the smallest bit confidence grew inside her as she said them. But by her last sentence, the smile turned to smirk and her eyes daringly locked with Mr Harris's— Who evidently picked up on her instant disliking for him, almost as if that's what he wanted, a short but pleased smile landed on his face for no longer than 3 seconds but left as quick as it came, and he then allowed her to take a seat, which was two rows behind the two boys. Where did that come from? Something as confident as that from someone like me. I guess it really is new place, new me. Probably.

She sat beside a boy who was wearing a blue Star Trek T-shirt that completely clashed with his kaki green shorts. Although, he was too engrossed in the video game on his phone that he was playing behind a stack of science beakers—a tower he made to try and avoid Mr Harris from seeing what he was doing— for him to even notice that someone had sat down next to him.

Just as she went to say hello, a man appeared beside the desk with his hand expectantly outstretched.

" For god sake Greenberg. Seriously, this is like the 5th time this week that I've had to see your face, and its the 5th time this week that I've seriously considered murder, AND it's only Tuesday. Now give that to me or you've got detention for the rest of the semester. And seriously, set your wardrobe on fire when you get gone, it'll do us all a favour"

The boys eyes rolled but he gave the mobile to the teacher, who proudly smiled as he walked away and placed it into his draw.

The two boys in the middle of the room began whispering to one another.

" Dude, you were supposed to do the tour today. You know, around the school! I brought her in here, but she had no idea where she was going you idiot"

" I know, I realised that when I was in the toilet. But er— she'll be fine, right? I mean, surely it's a-bit late now to go and give her a tour"

The two boys, one slightly more taller than the other, turned to look at the blonde girl. Who was placing some glasses onto the bridge of her nose whilst reading the paper that was placed onto her table, she pulled some loose hair behind her ears as she glanced up. The boys brief gaze averted back to their own work very quickly, each hoping she hadn't seen them. But she had. The awkward and swift turn from her, back to their work and the uncomfortable shuffling in their chairs pretending to look normal also gave them away. She let out a small chuckle, which the boys heard and took it as a sign that she had seen them and that she knew they were looking. Oops.

" No, it's not too late. Show her around, but just don't get too close alright? We can't have anyone get too close to us, we all know far too well the that damage that causes and I'm not dragging anyone else into it."

" Yeah okay, and I know I know... have you seen Allison or Lydia? They're supposed to be in here"

" No, I haven't. They're probably late or maybe they got caught up with something I don't know"

" Yeah, yeah probably" Stiles said, as he continued to try and steal glances of the blonde behind him.

*****

First period had finished and now it was time for Sienna to try and find her second lesson— somehow. She'd collected her books then walked down the class, passing the boys and Mr Harris, as she walked into the hallway which was swarming with hundreds of teenagers. She stopped to look momentarily in both directions, she then went to move right, although she had no clue where it lead to, until something touched her shoulder a couple of times. She whipped her head around only to be met with the same two boys she'd seen look at her in class. A nervous and relieved look washed over her as she smiled at them both.

" I'm stil—oh, sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Sorry, but.... Hi, I'm Stiles." Stiles waved as Scott internally face palmed himself a hundred times. Stiles + girl= big no no.

" oh, no it's okay... so you're Stiles? As in the tour guide that didn't show up, right?" She laughed to let him know that she didn't have any hard feelings about it.

" Er—sort of. Sorry, I can show you around if you want to later. I think you'll be in a lot of my classes anyway, so I can take you to them.. if you want?"

" That would be great! Thank-you"

The three of them headed down the hallway in the right direction to go to their next class.

A/N I really hate Mr Harris lol. But poor stiles, so awkward but I love him for it anyways!