Skylar McCall

Chapter 3 - First day of school

*the next morning*

I woke to a sharp noise piercing my ear, my goddam alarm. It was that horrible high pitched bleep that made you wince every time you heard it. It was Monday and my first day at Beacon Hills high school. It was about halfway through the fall semester of senior year and I was extremely nervous. Scott usually rode to school on his motorcycle, but there was no way in hell that I was riding on the back of that thing. I texted Stiles asking if he could drive me to school, he was extremely eager to oblige. Stiles and I were still only getting to know each other, but i felt a connection between us, I just hope he felt it too.

Hearing him pull up outside of my house snapped me out of my thoughts and I sprinted down the stairs, grabbing my bag before leaving the house. I swung open the light blue door of the jeep and climbed inside, tossing my bag onto the back seats. Flashing me a quick smile, he backed down the driveway to set off down my street.

"So how are you feeling" he asked turning his head to look at me.
"What?" I asked, still slightly inside of my own head.
"Are you nervous?" He clarified
"Oh. No. Not at all." I wasn't very convincing. Despite having feelings for him, I still wasn't completely comfortable sharing my every thought and emotion with him.
"You sure about that?" He teased.
"Yup. Yeah. Definitely." In my failed attempt of sounding confident, he chuckled to himself rather discretely, but I still noticed. Despite him laughing at me, seeing him smile trigged a reflex in my brain that made me smile back unconsciously. Seeing my change in mood he dropped the conversation and took the turning into the school car park.

Stiles swiftly pulled his key out of the ignition as I leaned back to grab my bag and exit the jeep. He did the same and quickly locked it afterwards. Sauntering across the parking lot in a comfortable silence, we made our way to the steps leading to the main entrance, Scott jogged effortlessly to catch up with us, his athletic capabilities prominent.

"Hey guys!" Scott greeted
"Hey"
"Hi" Stiles and I replied.
"Stiles we have lacrosse practice after school to prepare for the game on Friday, don't forget. Skylar, I think Lydia can drive you home after school if you want"
"Sounds good, thanks Scott" I responded, trying to hide the nervousness I felt about being alone with Lydia. She didn't scare me, it's just I tend to get a bit shy around new people.

Stiles headed off to his locker while Scott went with me to the school office to collect my schedule and locker number.
"I'm 1076, what are you?" I questioned, in regards to his locker.
"2310" he answered. Ugh I groaned inwardly. He rushed to his locker to collect his books for next period, because he wanted to see Kira before class. I wandered down the hall scanning each of the locker doors and reading the numbers at the top. However, before I was successful at finding it, I saw Stiles with his head inside of his locker scrambling around, probably looking for something.

"Hey Stiles, are you looking for something?" I asked as I reached his locker, standing directly behind him. In hind sight this clearly wasn't the brightest of ideas as he jumped in shock, hitting his head on the top of his locker.
"Yea, my physics homework, I was sure I left it in here" he groaned whilst lifting his hand to caress his bruised head.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry" I stammered looking at his head in concern.
"Don't worry, I didn't hit it that hard" he said whilst frowning, giving away his lie. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Looking for my locker, I'm number 1076"
"Well you're in luck, because I'm 1075" he grinned
"Oh" I smiled back "Well, I'll grab my books, but I'm taking you to the school nurse before class, you could have a concussion" I said while cupping his face in my right hand and again inspecting his head for any injuries.

"Don't be dramatic" he replied, but secretly he loved the attention. I stuffed my books inside my locker and reselected my history text book. I took his hand in mine and began guiding him down the hallway towards the nurse's office. I then realised that I didn't actually know where the nurse's office was, so I slowed to a halt. Stiles quickly sussed the situation and smirked at me.