Stiles POV:
The rest of Saturday flew by. Scott left shortly after out Lydia conversation to go to work and I spent the rest of my time watching The Walking Dead... Like usual. Sooner or later, it was Sunday and I spent that day doing homework. Thanks Mr.Harris.
But when Monday rolled by, catastrophe struck. It was any other normal Monday, caffeine induced students swearing at the world, and I stood at my locker, yawning uncontrollably. Yep, any other, normal Monday. And then came the pep talk from Jackson.
"Is your brain critically damaged?" Jackson slams his fist into the locker next to mine making me jump. I look around, shoving the rest of my books in my backpack and shutting my locker door.
"What?" I ask, gripping the straps on my backpack.
"You're hanging out with that Lydia nerd. She's bringing down your reputation." Jackson spits and I roll my eyes.
"You're insane." I start to walk away from him but he only follows, his big mouth wide open.
"We're friends right?" He asks.
"Yeah." Trick question?
"Then do me a solid and stop talking to that girl. If she brings down you, she brings down me."
I wave him off, picking up my pace but once again, he's planted beside me.
"Think about it, Stiles. It's your decision but would you rather go back to the way things used to be? Empty parties, lonely summers, sex-less nights? I'm trying to help you." He slaps me on the back and turns down a different hallway. I stop walking and run my fingers through my hair.
Was I really considering ditching Lydia?
No. Out of the question. The answer was obviously choose Lydia. I shake my head clear of the thought and continue walking to first period. Everyone's eyes stayed on me as I walked down the hall and it was almost like one of those movies where the teen does something wrong and everyone knows.
When I got to the doorway of English, a group of students practically parted for me, eyes glued to my body as I entered the classroom. The teacher, as usual, was late and as I made my way over to Lydia, a voice made my feet stop in the spot.
"Stiles! Come sit with us!" It was one of the regular 'popular' lacrosse guys (though I couldn't remember his name) and a all the rest of my so called posy. I glanced at Lydia, who was staring at me as well as all of the other students. Then without an apology, I sat with the popular kids. My 'friends' leaving Lydia alone in the corner of the room.
Class passed by quick. With the teacher droning on about where to place commas in a sentence or some other crap, and I sitting to think about what I just did. Every minute or so, Lydia and I would glance at each other at the same time. Our eyes would meet, but she'd always look away first. My gaze would stay on her for another minute after she'd look away and I would note how the light shone through her hair giving her an angel-like look.
But then I'd turn back around because someone would be passing me a note or one of the girls would tap on my shoulder.
By the time the bell rang, Lydia was more than prepared to leave and she zipped out of the classroom faster than she normally would. I couldn't blame her though. After all, I had broken our vow so she had a right to be pissed.
I gathered my stuff and carelessly threw it in my backpack, fast walking out the door. I scanned over the crowd of students, but Lydia was already gone. I sighed and a girl, who's name I believed to be Alicia, came up behind me and massaged my shoulders.
"You seem tense, Stiles." She says. "Walk to science with me?" I take one last look at the halls before nodding and walking in the direction of 'Harris Hell' with her.
I sat down at my regular spot in the back with Danny but Alicia insisted on sitting next to me as well. Class after class I couldn't stop thinking about how I had broken the vow and what Jackson had said to me.
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"He did what?" Scott asks as we walk towards the cafeteria.
"Told me to stay away from Lydia otherwise I'd be alone..." I respond.
"And did you?"
I wince. "Regretfully, yes."
Scott groans and slaps me upside the head. "That's like peer pressure 101!"
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