Secrets

1.2 second chance at first line

"Ice, im sorry. I had to take care of Scott. He got really sick and i had to deal with it." Stiles says following me to my locker.

I roll my eyes and open my locker. "You left me at a party. I thought you were an okay guy. That's why i agreed to go with you to it. Jokes on me." i chuckle slightly upset.

"Im sorry, i'll make it up to you. Please?" he asks alomst begging me.

I look at him and smile softly. "Fine." i sigh.

He smiles and hands me his phone. "Put your number in it. Ill call you tonight." he says.

I doubt for a few seconds and bite my lip. I take it and put my number in it and he smiles. "By the way, the partners of chemistry are on the board. Looks like we're partners." he smiles uncomfortable.

"Cool. We should start on the project quickly then." I smile closing my locker.

He nods and i look at the time. "We'll talk tonight, okay? Cuz i have ballet and i don't want to be late." i say and he looks at the time.

"Yeah, i have lacrosse anyway. Good luck." he smiles and i walk away.

I'm eating with my parents and mom looks at me. "How did ballet go?" she asks.

"Good. My teacher wants to partner me. But i dont want that, since it will require physical contact." i sigh taking another bite of my food.

"Then dont. She cant tell you what to do as long as shes not getting you any medals." dad says.

I nod and we continue eating. "I want to sign up for nationals." i say standing in dads doorway.

He looks up from his laptop. "Kate, ill call you back later." he says and he hangs up with my aunt.

I walk in and sit across from him. "Why? Last time you broke your ankle. Maybe you should wait another year." he says folding his hands.

"Im 16 now. Im ready to compete again, and this teacher, miss. Bolbass, she can teach me what i need. Ill skip winter formal and compete. I want the gold medal." i say confident.

He thinks for a minute and the silence kills me. "Ill have to talk with your mother about it. But i say yes." he smiles.

I get up and hug him. "Thanks dad." i say and i go upstairs.

My phone rings and i frown at the unknown number. "Alice Argent." i say.

"Ice? It's me, stiles." Stiles says over the phone.

I smile remembering that he would call me. "Hi." I say sitting behind my desk.

"How was ballet?" He asks.

"Good." I smile taking out my sketchbook and charcoal.

"Nice." He says.

"How was lacrosse? I heard someone got injured." I say with empathy.

"Yeah, Jackson. He's a tool." He sighs.

I chuckle and we keep talking for hours on end until I fall asleep.

Fire runs over the floors and walls. People screaming and a woman looks at me. "Get them out of here. Now, Peter. Run, take Cora and Violet with you." She screams coughing as the smoke intoxicates her lungs eyes flash red and she falls on her knees.

A man picks me and another girl up and grabs a big blanket. He soaks it with water and puts it around us picking us up again. I watch as the woman looks at me again and smiles.

"Be brave, my girls. Love what you have and be greatfull. Allow yourselves to feel and be happy. Find a new family that loves you and cares for you." She says pressing her lips on our heads.