|| Teen Wolf Alternate Universe [Stydia] ||
She's somewhere in between wanting him back and never wanting to see a glimpse of his face ever again
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I was cuddling my pillow as I tried to ignore hearing my name yelled repeatedly. Why can't Mom take the hint that I'm not going to wake up and give up already?
"One more minute, Mom." I muffled as I cuddled my pillow further more. I was so uncomfortable nevertheless, I didn't feel like changing the position I'm sleeping in. I was that tired.
But come to think, since when did my pillow get this hard? And why am I sleeping in my jeans anyway? That's when it hit me.
"Hate to break it to you Lydia but it's not your mother." The sound of my lovely history teacher filled my ears as I blinked my eyes trying to adjust to my surroundings and then it all made sense. I fell asleep during her boring class. "It's only the first day and you're already misbe..."
Her lovely voice was cut off by a knock on the door. Whoever was it on the other side, I owe them my life forever. I looked down at my watch counting the seconds till this hell called class ends. I really wasn't in the mood to hear her rant for the rest of the class so I was silently praying this person would make a good distraction. Lets hope it's one of our hot teachers.
"Good morning, Mr Hale directed me to this class." Someone ,with a very familiar voice, said. I couldn't tell who because I was still looking down at my watch. 3 more minutes to go and I'll be saved from the humiliation.
"What's your name?" She asked as she picked up the list of the names.
"It's Stiles, Miss." My heart skipped a beat at the mentioning of his name. Could my day get any worse?
"Well, I don't see your name written in this list, young boy." She took her glasses off as she looked him up and down. I don't get it. Why do people always take their glasses off before observing something? Aren't glasses supposed to help them see better? That's just weird.
"That's because I'm a new transfer. I registered this morning." He answered back. I finally dared to have a look at him now. He looks like the same old Stiles just a little bit skinnier and with shorter hair. What happened to him? I never thought I'd witness the day he'd cut his hair this short. I remember this one time he was dared to cut his hair or eat 10 chili peppers and he spent the whole night drinking water. He loved his hair long that much.
"Take a seat." Mrs Murphy said as she motioned him to the empty seat beside me. Great. Just freaking great. Here's a tip if you want to avoid someone in a class, surround yourself with people as in don't sit beside empty seats.
"Now back to you Lydia." Shit. I mentally face palmed myself. I didn't need attention to be brought on me especially not now. I was having a hard time trying not to yawn.
