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Chapter Three /One Week/

It has been one week since my mom got out, she hasn't been found yet so me and my dad are on high alert always. I used to live in a bad neighborhood back in Minnesota, so I know how to watch my back.

I woke up today and walked down the stairs to see my dad on the couch and not at work. Odd. I walked closer then saw six empty beer bottles on the floor. "Wow Dad, so much for six years sober" I whispered under my breath. Then I put a blanket over him he groaned and rolled over.

I went and ate some leftover pizza for breakfast, because why not. Then i went upstairs and put on some comfortable sweatpants and a oversized sweatshirt because that is the best. I slipped on my white Adidas shoes and brushed my hair leaving it hanging over my shoulders.
I went and brushed my teeth too then I packed up my bag. "Shit I didn't do Coach's reading for class. Well shit" I didn't have time, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and went downstairs and walked out the door, I'm walking to school today.

As I was walking I saw the Blue jeep drive by again.

I pulled out my phone and plugged in my earbuds and stuck them in my ears and put on some music, classic rock. I hummed to the song as I walked, trying to get my mind off the shit show that is my life.

Then a green motorbike honked at me and parked by the curb next to me. I stopped walking and turned around and pulled out my earbuds.

The rider took off there helmet, it was Scott.
"Hey Y/N, need a ride?" He said cheerfully.
"No. But thanks anyway"
"Y/N, just get on the bike please"

I groaned "If I get on the bike will you stop trying to be friends with me and leave me alone?" I said hopefully.

"Not a chance" he smirked. "Butttt, I might leave you alone for the day"

One day alone was better then nothing, Scott and his whole crew won't leave me alone, well except Stiles, I don'tthink he likes me very much. Yes, Scott and his buddies are cool and all but I cannot let myself get close to them, it's for there own safety and mine.
"Fine Scott, one day." I said and walked up to him and hopped on the back of his motorbike, he handed me a helmet, well he was prepared. I put it on my head and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"Uhh y/n" Scott said "you should hold your hands lower, your not going to have a good grip there and you are going to fall off" he took my hands and had me wrap them around his stomach area. He was right I could hold on better here. I laid my head on his back. Motorcycles scare me to be honest, just bad experiences. My brother Michael had a motorcycle, he let me ride it with him once, we crashed and my mom and dad went nuts. So yeah, not many motorcycles for me.

We got to school and I got off Scott's bike. "Thanks for the ride, hurry up we ate going to be late" I said. Two minutes until the bell rings.

"No problem Y/N. And you know I won't stop trying to befriend you"

"Yeah yeah, I know. But if you knew the real me and what I've been through, you wouldn't like me at all" I said to the boy as we walked through the front door of the school.

"Y/N trust me, there is nothing you could say to me that would scare me off. I've got a lot of wired crap about me too. Trust me A LOT"

"Okay" I said scoffing and opening my locker. Scott and I parted ways to go to class.

"Sorry that I'm late Mr. Harris" I said walking into Physics class.

"Its fine, you are still pretty new. But you'd think that after a week you would know what time of day school starts" He said trying to make me feel like am idiot. Teacher's a dick.

I wanted to say something snarky and rude but I decided I'd better just hold my tongue.

"Miss McAllister, please go take a seat over by" he paused to look for a place for me to sit. "Mr. Stilinski" I looked over at Stiles and he looked up from his notebook at Mr Harris then to me then back to his notebook.

I went and sat down next to him.

"So...you let Scott drive you to school" Stiles said not looking up from his notebook as he highlighted some notes.
"Yeah I did, but that doesn't mean I'm anybody's friend"

He looked up at me now, he looked tired, his expression. Unreadable.
"I didn't expect you to" he said then went back to his notes.
Strange.

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I walk to my locker after multiple classes, I absofuckinglutly hate school.
I put in my locker combination then open it and take my bag off my shoulder and put my books in my locker.

Then someone slams my locker for me I turn to find Jackson.
"Hey cutie" he said.
"What do you want? And aren't you dating Lydia." I crossed my arms.

"I don't want anything, and no to Lydia" he smirked. God this guy is annoying.

"Okay then, I'm going to go to lunch now" I said while putting my bag back on my shoulders and walking away only to find Jackson walking after me.

"Hey, Y/N. Ummm..well I was wondering. Shit umm.... You should go on a date with me" Jackson said all cocky. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face him, he looked me dead in the eye.

"No" I said blankly and walked away.
"What do you mean No?"
"I mean No Jackson. Do I need to spell it out for you N-O. No" I sassed.

"Youd saying you don't want to go out with this" he said waving his hand over his body to imply that he is hot. Hot yes, what I want, NOPE.
"Yes Jackson that is exactly what I'm saying, I Do Not. Want to go out with you"

"Fine, but you are going to regret it." He said sounding sinister.
"No. I don't think I will" I said with a smirk as I entered the lunchroom.

I again didn't eat lunch I tried to sit alone at a table and Scott and his pack all sat around me, they have been doing this everyday since my first day of school. I groaned. But there was a new girl sitting with them this time, said her name was Malia. Don't care.

I got up and walked away from the table not wanting to have any social interactions whatsoever.

I decided to go to the lacrosse field, not that anyone would care.
I walked into he middle of the field and laid flat on my back my arms and sprawled out and my legs crossed.

I tried to just let myself go and try to rid me of some stress but nothing was working at all. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

My attempt at relaxing wa I interrupted by someone kicking my foot I opened my eyes to see Isaac standing over me.
"Isaac? Why are you here?"

"You forgot your pack" he said holding up my backpack.
"Oh well thanks, how did you know I was out here?" I said standing up and grabbing my bag from Isaac.

"I smelled you" he said. I tried to read his expression to see him joking but he looked dead serious.
"Okayyy then" I said.
"Hey do you want to skip, you look like you could use it" Isaac asked while wiping a tear off my cheek, I didn't even know I was crying.

"Ummm, I don't know" I stuttered.

"We don't have to go as friends, just as people together, in the same place" he said with a cheeky smile that I liked.
"Alright, fine" I said. I caved. As long as I don't get to close it can't hurt.

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