Liar, Liar

Secrets

Stiles and Malia pulled into the school parking lot, Stiles gave Malia a kiss before getting out of the car, swinging his backpack over his shoulder and closing the door.

He glanced over to see Sophie getting out of a truck with four other students, he watched as a boy helped Sophie out of the truck and handed her a floral backpack. Grabbing his own neon green backpack and closing the doors to the truck.

"Hey, whatcha looking at?" Malia asked as she grabbed her backpack and closed the driver side door, Stiles glanced back at her for a moment.

"Just the new kids," Stiles replied and looked back over at the truck, though instead of seeing Sophie he was met with an intense glare from who seemed to be her older brother.

Stiles quickly turned away and acted like he hadn't seen anything, he quickly started walking up to the school with Malia who seemed a little curious as to why Stiles was so nervous.

"What's wrong?" She asked as they walked, glancing back at who Stiles was looking at.

"N-Nothing, just keep walking-" Stiles said quickly, not wanting to glance back in case he would be met with the same intense stare.

"Stiles!" Stiles froze in place as he heard a familiar voice call for him, he turned around with a small smile to be met with the happy smile of none other than Sophie.

"Sophie! H-Hi! How are you?" Stiles asked, scratching the back of his neck a little nervously.

"I'm good! How about you?" She asked, rocking back and forth slightly on her heels. Stiles glanced behind Sophie to see the same student giving him a glare, only this time he wasn't alone and was helping a girl into a wheelchair.

"Great, I'm doing great!" He replied, blinking and shaking his head slightly. Trying not to let the intense look from the guy affect him too much.

Sophie seemed to catch on and glanced behind her, she rolled her eyes slightly and looked back at Stiles.

"Are you worried about Christian? You don't have to be, he's just really protective over me," Sophie said and that didn't really calm Stiles, the look he was getting from the guy was enough to haunt his dreams.

Stiles was about to say something else when Christian walked over to them, pushing the girl in the wheelchair a long as well.

Stiles noticed how the girl seemed to have a certain aura about her, her gray eyes seemed hollow yet at the same time made Stiles uneasy. Not in the scary way, but in the staring into your soul type of way.

"Sophie, we're going to be late. Stop wasting time," Christian said harshly, glancing at Stiles who flinched slightly.

Christian's eyes were just so harsh, yeah they were brown like Stiles but in a more harsh and cold way. Not the cute awkward kind like Stiles.

"I'll talk to you later Stiles," Sophie said, brushing her red hair behind her ear. She sounded so sad, and Stiles didn't like it when his friends were sad or upset.

"A-Alright, talk to you later," Stiles watched as the three continued on, Sophie following beside Christian and Sophie with her head down. Seeming not to be in such a joyous mood as before.

Meanwhile inside the school, Fredrick was at his new locker. Fiddling with the lock, trying to open it but the combination didn't seem to be working.

He glanced around and then quickly pulled out his black framed glasses from his pocket, putting them on and trying the lock once again.

"Hey, having some trouble?" Fredrick jumped just as he heard a voice behind him, making him drop the lock he had just gotten off and it clattering to the floor.