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Guess Who's Back.
Chapter 3.
Malia's alarm went off, and she let out a large groan.
Another stupid day of school.
She didn't want to go, maybe she should pretend she's sick.
-Mal, wake up!-her dad shouted from downstairs. Not a chance to pretend, her dad could read her pretty well.
-I'm up!- She screamed back.
She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, she showered and washed her hair, then she got out and brushed it, but she let it wet. She enjoyed having a fresh sensation in her head, it made her feel lighter.
She put on a loose white tank, denim ripped shorts, black combat boots and she tied up a plaid red shirt on her waist. She grabbed her black canvas backpack and went down to breakfast.
-Hi sweetheart- her father greeted her.
-Morning dad- she said.
-Any plans for today?- he asked.
-Not yet- she answered, she grabbed an apple and a granola bar and went to her car- Bye, dad!
She got in her car and started driving towards the school.
She started to get nervous again. She couldn't help it; even if she tried, her mind unconsciously traveled to Stiles.
This whole thing made her feel terrible.
She arrived to school, got out of her car and made her way straight to her locker.
The school was still celebrating last night's victory, there were a lot of posters, flags and decorations with the school colors.
She saw Stiles in front of his locker, he was talking with Scott, and he seemed a bit annoyed.
She sighed and took her stuff out of her locker, and then made her way to her first class.
Malia was extremely tired, the day went awfully slow, but thankfully, there was just one class left.
She walked to her Chemistry class, that was one of the classes she shared with Scott, Stiles and Kira. Kira was her assigned lab partner for the year, and Scott was Stiles.
She sat on her place and doodled in her notebook while waiting for the teacher.
She sensed Scott and Stiles, they entered and sat down on their place, that was in the left row of tables, she was on the right row.
She forced herself not to look up to them, and continued doodling.
After five minutes, she hears the teacher entering, being followed by Isaac.
-Good afternoon, class- he said, while arranging his stuff, and then looking up to the class.- We have a new student today, that was actually from here about a year ago according to what they told me- he said, gesturing to Isaac- His name's Isaac Lahey, treat him well.
The class silently greeted him, as Isaac scanned the class, and when he saw Malia sitting there, he smirked.
-Okay, Mr. Lahey, go sit with Miss Tate- the teacher said, pointing to Malia.
Malia's face turned crimson.
Stiles groaned.
-What the heck it's Isaac's issue?- He exclaimed to Scott, while sending daggers towards Isaac. Scott looked at Isaac in total confusion, and then turned to Stiles.
-What do you mean?-he asked, frowning.
-I know he's up to something- he said, feeling all his body in burning anger.- I noticed it since yesterday.
-What are you talking about?- Scott asked, while watching Malia and Isaac chatting.
-He just had to sit there, didn't he?- Stiles groaned, pressing his teeth.
-The teacher send him there- Scott said, looking at his best friend in concern.
-Yeah, but why there?- Stiles asked, watching envious at Isaac and Malia.
-Stiles, that was Kira's place; and since she won't be here for a couple months, that seat was available- Scott explained- It was literally the only one available- he added, Stiles scanned the room and he confirmed that it was actually the only free seat.
-Whatever- he said, still pissed.
-Stiles, are you ok?-Scott asked, frowning his eyebrows in concern.
-Why wouldn't I be?- he asked annoyed.
-Um.. does it bother you that Isaac is sitting with Malia?- he said.
-Why would it bother me?- he replied. "Because she's you girlfriend or ex-girlfriend?" Scott thought. He could sense the jealousness of Stiles, and the rage, but he decided to say nothing, because even if he did, Stiles would denied it.
-So we meet again- Isaac said, taking his place next to her.
-Yeah, hi-Malia managed to say.
The teacher gave the instructions and they started to work silently, just exchanging a few words between them, about the assignment.
Silence was bugging Isaac.
-Tell me about you- he suddenly said, surprising her.
-What?- she said, a bit stunned
-Tell me about you –he repeated.
-There's nothing to tell- she replied, not knowing what to say.
-Okay- he said, and then smirked- Let's play 20 questions
-How do we play?-she asked, not knowing what he was referring to.
-We take turns to ask questions and we both reply- he explained.
-Uhm.. Ok, you first- Malia said.
-Okay- the replied, and thought for a few seconds- Favorite color?
-Green, I guess
-Blue- he said, smiling at her- Your turn.
-Uhm… I think you should ask the questions and we both answer- Malia suggested, frowning a bit, Isaac chuckled at her expression.
-Sure- he said- Age?
-18
-Me too- he said smiling- Favorite subject?
-Not math for sure- she said frowning, Isaac chuckled again seeing her adorable expression.
-I don't think I like any either- he said- Favorite food?
-Dee-she stopped and blushed deeply- Pizza, I meant to say pizza.- Isaac started to grin.
-It's deer?-he asked, and she pursed her lips, waiting for the humiliation- Why didn't you want to say it?- he said, grinning.
-B-because… someone kind of suggested me to say pizza instead of deer- she said, blushing and wishing to be suctioned to the center of Earth.
-Why?
-Because having deer as a favorite food it's absolutely weird, I guess-she explained.
-What? Screw that person- he said, shaking his head- Why do you care if people think it's weird? You should be able to say what you like.- he explained- If I was 8 years living in the woods and eating deer I was going to be proud to say it- he said starting to smile- Plus, I think it's pretty cool that deer's your favorite food.- he added, and Malia turned tomato red again.
-Thanks-she whispered.
-Any time- he said, smiling.
The bell rang making Malia slightly jump, they both started to gather their things.
Isaac was trying to get her attention again, and before she could get off the table he man up and clear his throat.
-Mind to give me a ride?- He said, looking deep into her eyes. Malia petrified.
-S-sure- she said, blushing deeply.
Stiles was about to get out of his mind.
Isaac spend the whole freaking class chatting, chuckling and gazing at Malia.
But now?
They walked out of the class together.
It was like his mind was warning him about Isaac and his whole senses were on red code.
He has to do something.
After gathering his things the fastest he could he made his way towards Malia's locker.
Malia's heart was beating like crazy.
She could sense the jealousness some girls sent her.
She never experienced anything like this before.
She was walking besides Isaac, and she could feel his proximity, she could smell his cologne.
She could hear girls bickering too, which just made her blush even harder.
They arrived to her locker and she opened and started arranging her stuff.
-So, you enjoy human life so far?- Isaac asked, trying to make conversation again. Malia was about to answer until…
-Malia!- some screamed, Malia gazed up, and her heart stopped.
Stiles.
She started trembling, not believing what just happened.
Stiles immediately panicked, but kept walking to them.
-Y-yeah?- Malia managed to say, expectant.
-I… uhm- Stiles tried to say, terrified- I'm here for Isaac actually- he said, Isaac turned to him.
Malia felt his chest tightened. Had she imagined hearing her name?
Tears threatened to fall down her face, but she quickly blinked them away.
-What?- Isaac asked
-Uh.. um..- Stiles panicked again- Scott told me to drive you to the hotel to collect your stuff and then leave you at his house. Isaac was about to complain- Where leaving now- he stated, and started pushing him towards the entrance.
-Bye, Malia!- Isaac waved, Malia blushed and waved him, but she felt so disappointed.
Stiles didn't even said good bye.
Stiles felt like shit.
He was an idiot, he knew it.
His heart cracked in a million pieces after watching that disappointed look in her face.
But he couldn't help it.
His thoughts were gone when both boys enter in the jeep.
He started to feel pissed again.
Isaac had that stupid grin on his face that he wanted so badly to smack away.
He knew it was because of her.
They stayed in silence the whole ride to the hotel. Isaac grabbed his stuff and placed them in the jeep, and then he got in.
-What you're up to?- Stiles asked, not containing himself.
-What are you talking about?- Isaac asked in confusion.
-I know you're up to something- Stiles stated. Isaac chuckled loudly
-It's just me, or you dislike me even more than before?- Isaac asked with a smirk.
-Shut up.- Stiles replied, frowning.
-It's because you think Lydia's going to pay more attention to me than to you?- He asked, chuckling. Stiles rolled his eyes.
-I'm over that-he stated.
-Well, it was about damn time- he said, pretending to be proud- Did you find another girl, then?- he asked, smirking
-None of your business.-Stiles said
-Oh… Maybe you did find one but she friendzoned you, didn't she?-Isaac said, chuckling again.
-None of your damn business- Stiles said again. Isaac lifted up his hands in surrender.
A few minutes later, they arrived to Scott's house, and Stiles practically threw Isaac out of the jeep, and when he got out, Stiles speeded to his house.
-Hey- Scott said, opening the door for Isaac
-Hey- Isaac answered, while Scott help him with her luggage.
-How did you get here?- Scott asked.
-What are you talking about?- Isaac asked confused- You asked Stiles to drove me here
-Wh-OH!- Scott quickly covered up his best friend- Oh, yeah.. Sorry, I totally forgot.
Stiles lied Isaac.
But why would Stiles want to drive Isaac anywhere?
Something was definitely going on.
-What are your plans for today?- Scott asked.
-Uhm, I would rest a bit and then go to Deaton's-Isaac replied.
-To Deaton's?- Scott frowned- Why?
-Chris wanted him to check on me since it's been a year since I fight and get hurt and stuff, to see if anything changed.
-Oh, okay- Scott said, and let Isaac to rest.
Malia was left confused because of Stiles at the school.
What in hell was happening?
Why was he so rude with her?
-Mal?- a voice asked from behind, Malia turned and saw Lydia standing in front of her- What are you still doing here? You usually rush to your house when the bell rings.
-I got distracted- she said
-You sure?- Lydia asked a bit concerned, Malia smiled and nodded at her. Lydia smiled back.- What are you going to do today?- She asked
-Ugh, I have to study math first because I have a test next week and I still suck- she groaned.
-Do you have my notes?
-Yeah, your actual notes and not a dead pool code- She giggled, Lydia rolled her eyes and chuckled- After that, I have to go to Deaton's
-Why?- Lydia asked, frowning a bit.
-He wants to check how I am since I stole my mother's powers- Malia explained- He wants to see how many power I have now
-Oh, that's great!- Lydia exclaimed- Let me now tomorrow! Bye Mal!- she said, and walked towards her mother's office.
-Bye, Lydia!- Malia replied, closed her locker, and made her way to her car.
Malia drove in silence, deep in thought. She analyzed the whole situation for a bazillion time, trying to find answers, and failing, like always.
She arrived to her house and noticed her dad wasn't there; maybe he was still as his job.
She prepared herself a sandwich and went upstairs, to study.
Maybe the only good thing about not talking to Stiles was that she actually was able to study, without getting distracted.
She was improving in this whole study thing, slowly, but improving.
She studied for like two hours straight, without thinking in her problems for the first time.
She was calculating a problem when her alarm went off.
She picked up her phone, and read a "Deaton" memo notification. Time to go.
She changed her clothes and put something more comfortable, since maybe she was going to run and stuff for Deaton to measure her powers.
She put some long black yoga pants, and a slightly oversized crimson pullover, and black nikes.
She went down stairs and greeted her dad before making her way to her car.
It was already dark when she arrived, and thankfully she didn't saw any cars parked outside, she wanted to do this quick.
She entered throw the "staff" door, without even knocking.
-Hi Deat-OH GOD-she blushed hard and turned around. She immediately regrets not knocking.
Deaton was there… examining a bare chested Isaac.
A.N.
FINALLY I was able to post it! I tried posting it before but I wanted to correct it the best I could, and I ran out of time because I had to go to college…
I really hope you like it!
First of all: THANK YOU for all your great reviews, and PLEASE keep posting them. ( I swear, every time I receive a new one ideas start to flow, and more ideas means more chapters in less time!)
Second, I wanted to clarify a few things:
-For Stalia shippers: I KNOW you want more Stalia, but Stiles and Mal are in a difficult situation now, and I can't just make them kiss and hug out of nowhere, that's why right now it's mostly Malisaac, BUT Stiles it's starting to get jealous, so just be a little more patient and keep voting for your ship.
-That DOES NOT means that Malia's going to end up with Stiles, I still have no idea who is going to win her ;) Because I just love both ships so much. Every time I read a review I'm like "Ohhh, this one says stalia, maybe Stiles should win…" and then "Omg this one wants Malisaac, they are perfect for each other!" So, yeah… keep voting, maybe (MAYBE) the ship that gets more votes would win.
But actually I'm trying to figure who's going to be better for Malia, so you can vote and tell me why should your ship be endgame
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