misunderstood | stiles stilinski

Chapter Nine

On monday morning I was exhausted. I wasn't used to running around all weekend. Usually I'd just go out on friday and then spend the whole weekend at home. Lydia had stayed over until midnight yesterday and I didn't fall asleep until one o'clock. So now I was about to fall asleep at my locker. Well that was until a certain brunette someone decided to show up next to me.

"Hi Claire could I talk to you real quick?" Stiles asked me and I heard the locker to my right being slammed shut Malia strutting towards class.

"Yeah, sure." I don't know how often that sentence has been spoken between us but I think it's unusually often especially considering that our talking never gets far and we end up where we were before. But maybe this time it's different, who knows. Keep on dreaming.

"Uh, yeah about the other day at the party..." Here we go. "I didn't, uh... you know just..." Go on. "Uh, just forget about what I said okay? I was drunk I ... I didn't mean anything I said...except about Ryan, he really is a douchbag." Stiles had been waving around with his hands the whole time and was now looking at me expectingly. I knew it. I knew he didn't mean it. I've been telling myself all week. And I was right. Deep inside I always hoped he meant what he said, but my hopes were crushed right this minute. I started walking towards history class, Stiles behind me. I was just about to talk when I choked on my own spit. Wow, classy. Stiles started padding my back. Not helping.

"Yeah sure, already forgotten." I said after I had calmed myself down. Stiles smiled at me with closed lips and showed me two thumbs up.

"Thank you." He put his hand on my back again and it felt like my skin was burning at the contact. I cleared my throat and pointed at the door to the girls bathroom.

"I'll just quickly..."

"Yeah sure, see you in history." And with that he was gone. I stormed into the bathroom and let cold water run over my wrist. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I was so stupid. Stupid for even slightly hoping he had meant what he said. I was so in love with you. Because I care okay? I don't want you to get hurt. I want to kiss you. Stiles words kept playing back in my head and it was getting too much for me. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, which didn't work but I went to class anyways.

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"So, Halloween is coming up and I was planning on-" Lydia started but I interrupted her right away.

"If you're gonna say 'throwing a party' I'll tell you now. I'm not coming." My voice was determined.

"But why?" Lydia whined looking at me with wide eyes.

"Because the last two parties were both complete disasters for me and I wanted nothing more than to go home after a couple of hours. And I don't think this time is going to be any different. Besides Halloween isn't really my thing either." I explained trying to convince Lydia that I really shouldn't come. "I'd just be sitting around in a corner boring myself to death. Or worse go back to Ryan and make the next mistake." Lydia slouched her shoulders. Letting herself fall back onto her bed.

"But you're my cousin! You have to come." 

"Lydia believe me, you don't want me to come. I'll just stay at home and you can tell me how amazing the party was and what I missed afterwards okay?" 

"Fine." Lydia huffed not satisfied with my answer. I didn't care, I'd rather stay at home than go to yet another party. I think it's not really good for my health. All that emotional rollercoaster was getting to me. "Hey, what's wrong? I feel like you're not telling me something." Lydia looked at me concerned.

"Don't worry, it's nothing. No big deal." I tried to assure her.

"If you're not telling me something that's been clearly bugging you for at least a week then it obviously is a big deal. Please tell me. I just want to help you." So I told her. I told her everything that had happened at the last party and since. I started crying throughout and I hated myself for being do weak. Lydia rubbed my back comfortingly.

"So that's what you were talking about at the sleepover...I had a feeling it was about him." I just nodded. "You know, I don't want to unnecessarily get your hopes up but you know that saying? Drunked words are sober thoughts? Maybe he was just embarrassed. Stiles is someone who's always doubting himself, he probably thought he made a fool of himself."

"He made a fool of me, that's what he did." I answered looking at Lydia tears still pricking my eyes.

"I'm sorry. Everything will turn out fine eventually. I'm sure."

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"You have 45 minutes to complete the test. 25% of your grade can be earned right now simply by writing your name on the cover of the blue book. However, as happens every year, one of you will inexplicably fail to put your name on the cover, and I'll be left yet again questioning my decision to ever become a teacher." Mr. Harris said and I immediatly wrote my name on the cover. He wasn't the only one to question his decision, I did it everyday. My conclusion was that he wanted to make us suffer, just as much as Mrs. Gordy. I'm pretty sure they sit together in their free time and rub their hands together already planning a new test or something to ruin our lives. Mr.Harris gave us the sign to start and I turned the page. I had no I idea what I was doing. I had studied for this but I still had no idea. I tried to answer everything, maybe I got something right by chance.

I was the last to hand in my test and Mr.Harris looked at me disapprovingly. I hurried my way outside.

"Man that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." Stiles said as soon as I left the classroom, I looked at him weirdly. Was he serious? That was the worst test ever. Nerd.

"Are you serious? That was like, the worst experience in my life!" I said making my way towards the cafeteria.

"Really? That bad?" Scott raised his eyebrows at me. He wasn't the smartest in chemistry but he seemed alright with the test. I'm probably the only one who didn't understand a thing.

"I just guessed everything!"

"But you put your name on the cover right? So you have already 25%" Stiles said while we walked through the doors to the cafeteria.

"Yay." I said unenthusiastically. I tried my best to do well in school but it didn't turn out the way I wanted to .

"It's gonna alright don't worry about it." Scott said as we stood in line for our food. "I didn't really know what I was doing either. Don't let it get to you that Stiles is a nerd."

"Hey!" Stiles exclaimed and slapped Scott around the back of his head. I just laughed at the two boys.

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