𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙻 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽, stiles stilinski

002

♡ Chapter 2 ♡
familiar faces

THE DAY WENT BY FAST, i'd managed to avoid pretty much everyone, only speaking with Alison a few times in between periods. That was up until lunch time. I headed into the cafeteria, with a tray full of unappetising food. I contemplated ditching the food and hiding in the toilets, but my stomach said otherwise. My eyes scanned the room, eagerly searching for literally anyone to sit with but still I found myself sitting down on an empty table.
Total loser... I know.

I began picking at the half warm, half cold mac n' cheese, taking a few small nibbles at a time, I hated the thought and feeling of people watching me whilst I ate... and all I could feel were the nosy eyes of those around me. So I settled for taking a bite out of the red apple i'd grabbed with my lunch. I kept my head hung low, the front pieces of my hair covering most of my face, I just wanted this day to be over and done with...

I decided to pull out my worn diary and begin writing another entry.

I wrote about Alison, Jackass-Jackson and his minions, I wrote about Me Tanner and his inconsiderate words, I wrote about the conversation i'd indulged in earlier with avian Finnstock, which revoked around Lucas and how he will always be Coach's star player, I then concluded it with that fact that not only  Scott but even Stiles had not spoken to me once. Sure I hadn't spoken to them either, but we used to be inseparable and now we were complete strangers, I was suddenly the outsider in Beacon Hills...

Two synchronized thuds on the table caught me completely off guard, I looked up from my diary to see.. Scott sitting directly opposite me whilst Stiles sat on my left. I couldn't believe it, and they say good karma isn't a thing.

"Hey Lu" Stiles said, picking up my plastic fork and having a bite of my food.

Lu, only Stiles and Lucas used to call me that, I hadn't heard the nickname since the day of the fire... I found myself smiling at the memories we all used to have together with Lucas, he treated Scott and Stiles like his brothers, we were a family. I always thought I was the glue.. but I was just the one that had brought us all together, Lucas was the glue. He was the one that kept us in order, looked out for us, we had a problem at school he's make sure our parents didn't find out, we had a bully they'd be long gone the next day.. he was our hero and we- I took it for granted.

My chestnut eyes flickered between the two boys, surges of our childhood memories hitting me like a train. I realized I'd been deep in thought and staring for a moment too long, and decided to clear my throat.

"Oh hey guys" I mumbled, taking another small bite of my apple. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked, trying not to seem rude.. but I just wanted to know their motives. I'd found out both boys were on the lacrosse team, after overhearing g a conversation in Mr Tanner's class earlier, something about Scott needing to be careful, but I couldn't quote catch on to why. However, all I knew was that if they were on the lacrosse team than they'd be getting captained by Jackson Whittmore, and who knows what bullshit lies he's been feeding to everybody.