This whole story is based on Lydia's perspective btw.
"Good morning, Lauren!" A random girl shouts across the room when me and my twin sister walk in the school's hall.
She flips her long red locks while waving back at the girl. I walk behind her with my head down, embarrassed. My twin sister, Lauren Camila-Glenn Martin is the most popular girl in this school. Everybody love and adores her. Even my mother would pick her than silly o'l me. She was raised to be a perfectionist. She wears short skirts everyday to school which always got the boys go all cho-cho like a train.
And there's me, Lydia Camielle-Grace Martin. The weirdest kid in school. Unlike her, I wasn't raised to be so perfect and shit. I was titled The Nerd by the whole school. And to be the school's popular twin sister is hard. I always got pushed around by people like a nobody.
"Hey babe!" Lauren squeal as she jumps into her boyfriend's arm.
Not to mention her boyfriend is the hottest boy in school, Micah Seth Stilinski. The twin of Mieczyslaw Stiles Stilinski a.k.a the second popular boy in school. Although he has that 'bad boy' vibe, He wears glasses. Like me. The girls in our school goes crazy when he first started wearing them, but honestly, to me it's not that big of a deal. But how on the fucking earth he got to be the popular one and not me?
I act like it's not a big deal that my sister is about to take her shirt off over there with Micah. I rolled my eyes as I reached my locker. A few seconds later, Kira appeared out of nowhere with her goofy smile.
"And what's wrong with you?" I tilt my head, facing her.
"Guess what?" she ask excitedly.
"You scored A in math?"
"Nope, better than that. The popular Scott Mccall asked me out!" She said, jumping almost hit the roof.
"Congrats, Kirachu. But we really need to get to class before Mr. Harris kill us both." I dragged her to our class.
We always sit at the very front just so we don't get question a bunch of times by him. While Kira's texting someone on her phone, I placed my right fist at my chin then look out the window. Few minutes later, the class already starting. He told us to pass up our last assignment which I was the first to pass by the way, he told us we will be doing another assignment but in pairs. Okay, pause. One fact you should know about me is that I HATE group or pair assignment. Because first, somehow I it's always me who will finish up the project and second, I don't like sharing grades. When Mr. Harris call out names who paired with who I block them out but pay attention when he only mention my name.
"Greenberg with Reyes, Yukimura with Tate and Stilinski with Martin. That's all. I want the assignment to be at my desk by the end of this month."
Fucking great.
"Lyds, I gotta go. It's a bummer we didn't get to be together but at least you got Stilinski." she winked as she switch places with the one and only Stiles Stilinski.
"Hey, Martin." He greeted me.
I took a glance at him for a few seconds before I turn my head back to the window.
"Our assignment for this month is that we need to get to know each other then write a paragraph about what you learn about that person."
"Okay." I said, still facing the window.
"Meet me at the park at 3 tomorrow."
"Wait, what?" I turn my head around.
"Just come and you'll know."
He gave me a little smile as he passes his number to me and walk out of the class. Little do I know the bell is already rang. My eyes followed him then I grab my books from the table and walk out as well.
I look down at the paper he gave me and rolled my eyes. Does he always put a winky face on a piece pf paper? Weirdo.
Fast forward to tomorrow. It's currently 2:30 p.m and I'm trying on several outfits with Kira on my bed playing my phone.
"You still haven't tell me where you're going." She stood up from her last position with her leg crossed.
"To the park with Stilinski." I said blindly.
"Which Stilinski?" she tilt her head to the side, confuse.
"His father."
"Oh, REALLY?" Kira widen her eyes.
"Yes- NO! Of course not. I'm going with Stiles." I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Right, good luck. I need to go before I become deaf by my parents for leaving the house for so long." She chuckled.
I gave her a hug before she exited my door. I look at my choice of clothing as I laid them all on top of my bed.
"Watcha doing?" A familiar voice entered the room.
"Why do you care?" I flipped my hair back as I say in a sassy tone.
"I'm just asking, geez. Do you really hate me that much?"
"I think you knew the answer to that." I turn my back towards her, looking back at the bed.
Lauren ask me a couple more things but of course, I ignore her. She gets on my nerves sometimes. And yes, I don't hate her completely, she's my twin after all. I finally settled on a black crop top, black jeans, red and black checkered flannel and french braided hair.
I look at myself through the mirror as I put on my soft pink lipstick. I'm quite satisfied with this look. I glanced over at the clock that shows it's almost 4 o'clock. I grab only my purse and phone, walking out the door in a hurry.
When I arrived at the park, I saw Stiles with his phone in his hands. I nudge his left arm as I stood beside him.
"Oh hey! I thought you're not going to actually come." He chuckles.
"I did so there's no turning back. So what's your plan, Stilinski?"
"I just need someone to talk to, you see, my life is not what it seems." He look down.
"What do you mean? You have everything! Fame, money and plus many girls at our school would go crazy if you're around. I bet they have pictures of you in their bedrooms. Creepy." I look to my side, facing two small kids playing with sticks.
"It's not my fault that I become famous. To be honest, I don't like it. My dad like to choose favorites. And as expected, they chose Micah."
"How about you're mom?" I ask blindly as I look up at his face.
"She passed away when I was 11." He answer right after the words slip out of my mouth.
I look at his face. He looks sad, oh god.
"Shit, I'm sorry. I should've not bring that up."
"No, no it's okay. I don't know why I decided to open up to you, you probably don't care." He covers he's face while he laughs.
"You probably right but I'm glad you open up to me. I used to think you're some fuckboy who has no feelings but you're cool. I finally like you." I chuckled beside him.
"Maybe we will get an A for the assignment now that you know a little more about me." He looked down, facing me because I'm short as hell.
"I see a potential friendship coming," we exchange smiles.
"Yeah, me too."
{ Author's Note }
What do you think??? I like how cute the ending is. I hope I don't make Lydia sound like a bitch because she's not. I just like to make Lydia sassy af.
Hearts, M. ⭐
