Give Me Love

Chapter 1: Missing Stiles

-Part 1-

It's a week into the new school year and me and Stiles still haven't spoken. I'm pretty sure he hates me. I mean I would to. Me and Stiles kind of had a disagreement, you see he told me he wanted Lydia, I told him that was crazy and by accident I said she's out of his league and we were at a party and it was loud, and just at that moment somebody was calling everybody's attention, it was very embarrassing for him. I plan on trying to get him to stop avoiding me and speak to me. Scott's in on it. He says he'll do whatever he can. I see stiles at the locker and I rush over. "Stiles?" I say. He sighs and turns his back on me and walks down the hall. I follow him, "Stiles, please talk to me." I say. "What Kasey?" he huffs out. "Stiles, I'm sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen! I should of never said it I pr...." he cut me off. "Whatever, Save your breath." he says and then he walks off. I sigh. "Great, he hates me." Just then Allison Argent my closest friend approaches me. "How'd it go?" she asks. "He hates me." I say. "He said that?" she asks in a shocked tone. "He didn't have to, you could tell, he didn't want to hear anything I had to say." I said. "This will all work out, just wait til Scott talks to him." she says. "I doubt if even Scott can make him speak to me. I gotta get to class though." I say. "See ya later." she says walking off to Scott. I continue walking and I see a figure through a window, the sun's so bright but I see he has, dark hair, he's rather fit, and seems rugged. I turn away to see my bestfriend Isaac Lahey, "Cmon we'll be late to class!" he says. I turn towards the window to see the man is gone, I nod my head and walk to Trigonometry class with him. Scott's sitting behind us, and when Stiles rushes into class he sees us. He huffs, runs his fingers through his hair and takes his seat, I hear him whisper "If this is your idea of some joke, it's not funny. You know how I feel about her." When he said that, it stayed echoing in my mind all day. I finally get home and I rush to my bed and cry. How could he hate me so much? I didn't intend for any of that to happen! He can't just take this all out on me! I tried apologizing, he doesn't wanna hear it! What more can I do?!? I fall asleep listening to music and thinking about him. Next morning, I wake up, Hop in the shower, Throw on my tribal print neon leggings with a white crop top that said hippie in all black. I curled my hair, put on only lipstick and mascara as usual, and through on my sparkly silver flats. I head out the door, grab some starbucks for me and Lydia, then go and pick her up. We finally get to school and now I have to find Allison.