My "ANCHOR"(Stalia Fanfiction) [ EDITING ]

Priorities

MALIA:

I enter into the classroom. Here we go! I think. I see the board, oh no! Math! I hate Math! It didn´t have any sense, just numbers and numbers and more numbers. I can pass this class, right? I turn back i walk through the hall, and i see Stiles, i try to go to an other side but he found me, he take me from my shoulders and we went back to the classroom. 

"I hate math! Is pointless!" i say and he nod. 

"Is school, school is important. Math is essential" really? I sit infront of him and at my left was Lydia and Stiles sit beind me.

"For what?" i ask turning to Stiles

"To know how much tipping let at restaurants" he answer me and i frowned. Lydia twurl to see us and she frown to Stiles.

"And less important things like; medicine, echonomic, ingeniring" she say looking at me and then Stiles.

"Tipping" i hear Stiles and i twirl to see him and he winked.

"Volunteers for the board" i hear the teacher saying "Lydia" obviously "Diego" who is? "Malia" what?

"Hum... I didn´t volunteer" i say and the teacher turn smiling, obviously she enjoy this.

"You did now, to the board" the teacer say erasing the board, fuck you! is the only thing i can think. 

I twirl to Stiles, and he smiles to me with his thumps up, i growl to him and he put serious. I stand and i walk to the board. What is this? 

"Didn´t you go over the notes i gave you?" Lydia ask me.

"I didn´t understand them" i say looking at the board, what i am supposed to do?

I see Lydia, she turn to see where is the teacher and then she see me.

" X= 25" she say undertone "And sweetheart" she say and i twirl "Put away the claws" she say and she go, i look at it and she was right, god! This is an other reason to hate math!

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Kira and me go to see Stiles and Scott play lacross. I don´t want to see them play, i don´t undertand it very well. I see her that she makes so many gestures, she smiles, i smile, she get angry, i´m angry, but at the end i don´t understand. So, i preffered to study, but something start to smell, different, exciting.. I twirl to Kira, she is the one who smell like that.

"What´s wrong with you?" i ask her

"Me? Nothing." she say nervous and i frowned.

"You smell like exciting, and is distracting me, what is going on?" i ask

"Scott and I sort of happend of had this thing happend, but it wasn´t much of thing. And now i´m staring to think it  never was anything at all" she say

"What you want it to be?" i ask

"More" she say and i nod

I turn my look to Stiles and Scott and an other guy of first grade won them, oh god! Seriously? I stand angry.

"That was luck" i shout pointing at the little guy of first grade, and Stiles look at me

"Oh no, Malia. Don´t get involved" i hear he say undertone and breathless, the coach don´t pay me attention so i put my hands in for of horn.

"Do over!" i shout and the coach twirl 

"Sweetheart there´s no do- overs. This is practice" the coach say laughing