"Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your name,
Put it deep beneath the track,
like the hole you left in me,
And everybody wants to know 'bout how it felt to hear you scream,
They know you walk like you're a god,
they can't believe I made you weak"
-Strange Love by Halsey
Stiles
My alarm goes off at 6:30am and I grab my phone to check it before getting ready for the day. Lydia has sent a description of my outfit for the day with detailed instructions on how it should be worn and a reminder that she'll be at my house in twenty minutes.
I quickly take a shower and put my hair up so it won't brush my clothes and get them wet when I put them on (thank you Lydia for that helpful tip). I put on my outfit and look at myself in the mirror. I look very different wearing a flowy white dress with a leather jacket. The entirety of the outfit makes me look kinda hot.
At that moment Lydia knocks on the door, I groan then let her in and we exchange some tired, hurried greetings. She then blowdries my hair, curls it, and puts makeup on my face. We don't talk because it is way too early to be doing so as 7:00am on a Monday morning but I can't help but think about last night. Lydia Martin had flirted with me, it drove me crazy to think that the hottest girl in school (or ever, I mean come on it's Lydia freaking Martin) wanted me. It made me feel like smirking, like I had a secret that no one knew about. It made me feel powerful.
When she finishes we decide to get some breakfast at the town café and meet up with the other girls, so I follow her car in my Jeep. When we get there we meet up with the others and wait in line for our specific coffee and pastry. When we get them we sit down and scarf our fluffy pastry goodness and caffeine down.
Only as we are finishing does the conversation start, "We definitely need to wait to walk in until close to final bell. I say just before warning bell so we can show off Stiles without getting trampled." Lydia states.
"Wait, what?" I ask.
"Oh! We should definitely walk in formation! Diamond?" Erica asks as they continue their conversation, ignoring my questions.
"Diamond? What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.
"Nah, I'm thinking Stiles and I walking side-by-side, me on the right of course, and you flanking Stiles while Allison flanks me." Lydia answers Erica's question.
"Oh! So then no one is left unseen by the person in the front, great idea!" Erica agrees.
"Guys, what the hell is going on!" I yell.
"They're trying to figure out a grand entrance, like in the movies or just any squad goals." Allison explains.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" I exclaim.
"Yeah so we should probably get going." Lydia said.
We all exited to our separate cars and drove to school. We entered the way Lydia wanted, but no one really cared other than the freshmen (everyone else was already pretty much used to Lydia's tactics). Although, I did see a couple of the boys whispering and gesturing towards me. We broke off to go to our respective lockers and me to the office to get my schedule. I hope I have the same schedule as last time.
I entered the office and approached the lady working there, "Hi! I'm Crystyna Stilinski, my cousin and I are doing a family exchange!" I explain.
"Okay, well I have your schedule, it's pretty much the same as your cousins, your locker number and combination, and a flyer of all our sports and activities. Make sure you have all your teachers sign this so we know you were placed in the right class. Any questions?" The office lady said while handing me a pile of papers.
"Nope! Thank you miss!" I answered while collecting my stuff and going to the door and opening it.
At the last second the office lady spoke again, "Have a good day Ms. Stilinski!"
I turned to correct her, "Call me Stiles."
"Well, Stiles, welcome to Beacon Hills High School!"
I nodded and walked out heading down the hall towards my locker muttering under my breath, "again."
AN: Thanks again for reading! Sorry it was a boring one, I'm hoping to get to the fun stuff soon. I'll try to update as much as I can!
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FanfictionStiles gets hit by a curse from a witch and changes drastically, but maybe it was a good thing in the end. I mean everything happens for a reason, right?
