Forbidden Secrets- Stiles Stilinski

Chapter Three

A few months later, school is starting.

The alarm blares through the room, jostling Sage and I awake. I then realize it's coming from the other room. I groan and cover my face with my pillow. I stay like that for a little while, before someone pounds on the door. I hear Sage move around and a door opening.

"Wake up, time for school." Clove says in a sarcastic voice.

I roll off the bed and walk over to the closet. I pull out a collared blue dress and grey heels. I put on some light makeup and pull my hair into a loose bun, some strands falling loose. I tuck the necklace I have had on since being awake underneath my dress so no one can see it.

I grab my bag and head downstairs with Sage. Derek is there to pick us up and drive us to school and when we get there, I head straight for Scott and Stiles. They didn't notice me for a moment before Stiles turned and saw me.

"Do you really have to sneak up on us like that?" He smiled. 'I really like his smile.' Woah, no. Not doing that. Nope.

"Well, I was just walking up and you just happened to not see me."

The warning bell rang through the school. Students started heading in, all going to different places. "Do you want me to go with you to get your schedule? I can help you guys find your classes." He offers.

"That would be great," I say quietly. "They have changed school a lot since I was last here."

We walk in together, the others following. When we got to the front desk, they asked for our names and handed us our schedules.

"I've got English, Algebra 2, World History, physical science, gym then Latin," I say, reading aloud.

Stiles looks at me, then back at his paper. "Hey, we have all the same classes together." He smiles.

Sage links arms with me. "I have almost all the same classes, algebra 2 and physical science are switched."

Scott jumps in. "Really? That's the same for me." He says with elation.

"Alright, let's go before we're late on our first day," Stiles says, leading us to a classroom.

We enter the classroom and take our seats. The teacher enters the classroom, not looking happy about it. A phone goes off, I look over and see Scott wincing. I then get an overwhelming sense that there's another werewolf in the room, and it isn't Sage.

I pull her back so she can hear me. "We need to talk after school," I whisper. She nods, positioning herself again.

I start reading and get used to the silence of the classroom, but something keeps distracting me. Stiles.

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It's now lunchtime and I am walking with Stiles, Scott, and Sage to the lunchroom. The doors open and Scott starts flinching like there's something loud in the room. 'He has to be a werewolf.' I think. I push the thought away, 'I can't just assume he's one.'

We sat down at a table and started talking. I kept quiet most of the time, minding my business until something caught my attention. Stiles kept glancing at me, I always caught him.

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"Hey, I love your shoes," Lydia says, the popular girl that was in some of my classes, as she passes me in the hallway. "Would you like to come to hang out with Allison and I? We're on our way to see the practice." She had already grabbed my hand, dragging me behind her.

I look back at Sage. She's trying to hold back laughter. "I'll be home if you need me." I knew it, she never liked going to things without planning them.