Stile's POV
" Scott she flipped over him." I whisper.
" Stiles well what are you thinking?" Scott asks.
" Well I don't think she is human." I say. Leaning a little closer.
" Well what do you think she is?" He asks.
" Well I don't know, but I will find out.'' I say looking back to the front of the class. I look over and she is highlighting her math book. With red, green, and yellow. She is beautiful. STOP STILES. I mentally smack myself.
" Why are you highlighting your book?" I ask her.
" Well Green is for the things I understand, Yellow is for I am working on it. And red is for the thing I have no clue on." She says. She smiles at me and the bell rings she stands up.
" Were are you going next?" I ask.
" Um I am going to English." She says with a cute half smile. A couple girls walk over to her and start asking her questions. Then I hear her scream.
" Well at least it doesn't look like a crayon raped my face." She says. The girls knock her books off her desk. They laugh and walk away. She bends down and picks up her books and stuffs them in her bag. She walks out and I follow her. But she stops. And tilts her head. She laughs and keeps walking. What was that about? Oh well. I walk in the math class room and sit in the back with Iris.
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Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl named Iris and she is an orphan. She just started going to a new school called Beacon hills high school because she got kicked out of her last one, She has a passion for lacrosse. After one hurtful practice she finds her...
