"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭...𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐞."
"𝐡𝐨𝐰?"
"𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞."
a story in which scott was never the love allison was looking for.
stiles was.
"Hey!" A voice called from beside Scott and I. "I'm Kira. You..already knew that. I knew you knew that. I don't know why I told you that again. Anyways," she starts looking in her bag, "I have something for you."
Scott looks from me to Kira, and then points at himself. "For me?"
He and I were standing right outside her dad's classroom. It was almost time for us to go in. I wanted to wait for Allison, but she'd been avoiding me all day. For what, I'm not sure. Did I do something last night to upset her? All I did was study on her floor.
"Yeah. It's about the bardo. My explanation was sort of all over the place, so I did some research and printed it out for you." She gave a nervous laugh.
This girl was so pure, it actually warmed my heart.
"Oh, you didn't have to do that."
"It only took a couple hours."
"Wow. Then you really didn't have to do that." His eyes widened.
I hit his side and looked at Kira. "Thank you, Scott appreciates it."
She furrows her eyebrows and looks in her bag again. "I swear I printed it out..."
"Kira," Mr. Yukimura hands her a folder of papers, "you forgot all the research you did for that boy you like."
All of us froze up, and I was trying to hold in my laugh. Scott and Kira are perfect for each other. Kira shoved the papers into Scott's arms and ducked into class. We followed behind her.
"Alright everyone, let's get started. We were just talking about the interment camps and the prisoners of war." Mr. Yukimura gets his textbook out, and all of us follow suite. "There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail. Who would like to come and read aloud for us?" No one raised their hands. He looked desperately at his daughter but she sent him a glare and shook her head. His eyes landed on me. "Mr. Stilinski, how about you?"
"Oh, uh," my heartbeat sped up, "maybe someone else could."
"Everyone participates in my class, Mr. Stilinski." My throat closed up. Man, I hate this guy.
