Why Would You Ever Kiss Me?

Welcome To The Black Parade

Stassi POV
My brothers Newt and Hero dropped me off in front of the school and sped off to theirs. I headed inside and just went straight to English.
I passed them by them again, like I do every morning. He said hi to her and she walked by as if his voice was just the wind. But I just minded my business and continued.
"Hey Stass." Mr. Stone said as he came into the otherwise empty classroom.
"Hi." I said taking my seat in the first column third row.
I put my backpack down and got out my book for the class and just waited as more people trickled in.
"Hi Stassi." Charlie said taking his seat in front of me.

He was an awkward kid, but once you got to know him he opened up and was always just nice.
"Stark, you are looking dashing this morning." Will, the class clown said sitting behind me. "Stone." He said saluting him and sitting down.

Soon Stiles and Scott came in as the duo always do, talking and taking their seats. Stiles was next to me with Scott behind him, next to Will.
Those three talked amongst themselves as I tried not to make it obvious I was listening.
"I said hi and she walked right past me. Like I didn't exist." Stiles said, talking about this mornings encounter with Lydia.
"Well you kinda don't to her." Will said and boy was I grateful for his harsh input.

During my eavesdropping, Charlie turned around to face me.
"Are you going to the game tonight?" He asked, and suddenly I had all their attention on me.
"Uh I um, I don't think so." I said softly and awkwardly.
"What?!" Stiles said, "You're not going to come to the game? Why not?!" He asked sounding disappointed and curious.

I rattled my brain for a good excuse and Scott said, "We're playing McKinley, so we should win!"
"Come on Stark!" Will said playfully shoving my shoulder, "Put the books and business calls down and enjoy your senior year!"
"I'll um, think about it. I'll have to see what's going on." I said finally.
"You better come," Stiles said. "Or I'll be mad at you." He finished jokingly with a dramatic pout And my heart fluttered.

Then Lydia walked in. And I watched as his eyes followed her. Locks of strawberry hair and pale skin, but she paid no mind.
"I uh, don't think so Charlie." I said to him.

"Okay!" Mr. Stone said, "Let's get started shall we.."
And hour and a half later and I packed up my things and headed to Chemistry upstairs. I scrolled through my phone as a distraction and texted some friends that I wished so badly went to school here.
"Stassi!" Will said from behind me as I was halfway up the staircase.
"Mm?" I said turning around as people passed. "See ya tonight?" I saw Stiles and Scott behind him, and I just shook my head no and headed back up the stairs.
"Come on Stass!" was the last echoing I heard before getting into the second floor.

"Hi Miss Jacobs." I said turning into the lab. "Hi Stassi. Congratulations on your thermodynamics dissertation. Very impressive and very proud of you!" She said.
"You read it?" I asked kind of shocked, I don't even think my dad read it.
"Throughout the week, yes."
"Oh um, thank you." I said with a shocked chuckle.

I sat down at my lab table and took out my notebook. It was a lecture today so I had a feeling I'd be really bored. I continued to scroll on my phone and text my brothers in our little group chat.
"Good job on your dissertation Stassi." A incredibly shy but smart girl, Millicent said. "Thanks Millie." I said again with shock that anyone here read it.

Scott strolled in and Stiles left him for his class. Scott sat next to me, which he usually doesn't, and made himself quite comfortable. I ignored the weird mistake and waited for class to start. He kept looking at me and sighing loudly.
"Do need the homework answers or something..?" I asked confused.
He rolled his eyes and scoffed.
"Noooooo, I need to talk to you."
"Okay.." I said skeptical. Did he need my dad for a project or something or a loan? I had no clue.

"Ya gotta come to the game tonight." He said and I cocked my eyebrow at him. "Hear me out, but.." He said pausing dramatically, "I know you're helping running your family multi-billion dollar company, but we're playing McKinley High tonight and they suck so Stiles will get some PT." He said looking me dead in the eyes.
"Okay but I still don't really know how that means I need to be there."
"You got a date tonight or something?" He said out of nowhere.
"Huh?! What no!"
"Then come to the game!" He said smiling.

"I will think about it!" I said, kind of enjoying this back and forth.
"I will come to your house and drag you out. If I have too." He said back sassily.
"You wouldn't get by the first gates." I said jokingly, but not really.
"You will find that I can be very convincing."
"Or annoying." I said smiling sarcastically.

Miss Jacobs started the lesson and the whole time Scott would write on my notebook like 'game' 'tonight' 'you' 'there'. As well as poking me in the legs. The bell rang in the middle of Miss Jacobs sentence and she dismissed us.
"Where do you think you're going?" Scott said from behind me, trying to shove everything back into his backpack.
"French, then home." I said back to go down the hall to the language rooms.
"No! Wait!" He said, but I kept going.

I had a weird optimistic feeling that maybe they wanted me to go to see Stiles play, but everyone knows he's madly in love with Lydia, so I'm not going to go just to possibly see something that will end up hurting my own feelings.

I walked kind of quickly, knowing Scott wasn't far behind or done trying to convince me. I wish my brothers were here, and I can't wait to tell them, just to get a guys input on it.
I turned into my French class and there were already a good amount of people in it.
"Why are you out of breath?" Charlie asked. "And clammy?" He examined my hand.

I took my hand out of his grasp and he started laughing. "It's not funny Charlie! I feel like they're paparazzi!"
"They just want you to go to the game."
"Ohhhhh you started this!" I said hitting his shoulder with my book.
"I did no such thing!" He said smirking.

"Pst! Pst! Psssssst!" Scott, Will, and Stiles tried to get my attention from the doorway.
"Excusé moi. Where should you boys be?" Madamosille Delacour asked with her hands on her hips.
"We uh we just need-" Will said pointing to me.

"I'm really glad you're enjoying this." I said to Charlie who was holding in his laughs.
"Don't pretend like you aren't."
The bell rang and Madamosille Delacour shooed them out.
"Desolé boys. It will have to be after class."
"We'll be here Stark!" Will said as she pushed them out.
"You can't run from us!" Stiles said and she closed the door on them.

"Now," she began. We did vocabulary and in the middle of the lesson my phone buzzed. It was a snapchat friend request from Stiles and then one from Scott.
How did they even get my private snap? I thought to myself, then I knew. Will.
"Charlie!" I whispered harshly. and he turned around looking confused.
"Qua!" He said in french and I rolled my eyes showing him my phone.

He took it right out of my hand. "Put your passcode in!" He said.
"What are you going to do!?"
"Accept it.. duh?"
He took my hand and put my thumb to the home button unlocking my phone and opening up snapchat.

He turned his back to me and as soon as it happened he handed me back the phone.
"What was that for?!"
"If you weren't going to do it I was!"

My phone continued to buzz from notifications from them but I had no chance of opening them without getting caught. And then the worst sound, the bell.

Let the manhunt begin.