A Chance

Not the first time

Malia POV
*4 missed calls from Kira*
"Malia, are you still not talking to me? It's been 2 weeks, I'm sorry"
This was the 7th text from Kira apologising today but I still don't want to talk to her. I guess that's wrong because I've forgiven Stiles, I should forgive Kira too? Wrong.
I guess it's not entirely her fault, she didn't ask to be stunning, she didn't ask for a perfect body or the smile that draws guys in but she does use it to her advantage.
You see, Kira is that friend that everyone has, the friend that everyone else prefers and I hate that.

"Malia!!" My dad shouted up the stairs
"Uh yeah?" I questioned, really hoping he didn't ignore me forcing me to go downstairs
"You have a visitor"
"Oh is it Stiles? Send him up"

"No....not Stiles..." A girls voice said standing in my doorway
"Seriously Kira?" I rolled my eyes "did you not get the hint, when I ignored your first 10 calls?"
"Well by the sounds of it you've forgiven Stiles? So it's hardly fair to keep me cut off" Kira snapped

I could feel myself slowly getting enraged, how dare she, come into my house and snap at me like this. She's in the wrong. Not me.

"Well it's not like this is the first time you've gone for a guy I've liked, is it?" I said sarcastically with a smile
"What? How can you say that Malia? You're my bestfriend!" Kira squealed
"Who are you kidding? You know you've done it! Remember when I liked Aidan? Like really liked him? You just had to swoop in with your charm and take him AND then rub him in my face. Don't play dumb now, it's not attractive sweetie."
I don't know where all this bitchiness was coming from and neither did Kira judging by the shocked look on her once smug face. I finally had the confidence to call Kira out on the fact that she continuously hurts me. I wasn't going to waste it.

"Malia please" she pleaded
"Not this time Kira, I'm tired of you thinking you can just walk all over me and my feelings" I said packing my bag "I don't have time for this anyway" I looked in the mirror, fixed my hair and walked straight past her making my way to my dads car that he left me for the weekend.