Chapter 3: I Will Never Understand Girls


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Beacon Hills High School was already buzzing with students when the Stilinski twins pulled up at 7:06. There were two unusual things here: 1. Students were at school almost a half hour early and 2. Stiles wasn't late. The two kids pulled into a parking space and turned off the car.

Stiles turned to Hope, "Are you sure you're going to be okay? If you want, you can always have me or Scott with you."

"Stiles, I'll be fine. I promise you. It's not like I've been completely out of society for five years."

"I know but-"

Hope put up her hand to stop her brother, "But nothing. I was in New York. People there aren't exactly very pleasant. This can't be any worse." She noticed her brother's unsure face, "Trust me, I'll be okay Stiles."

He held out his pinky to her and said, "Pinky promise?"

Hope laughed and interlocked her pinky with her brother's, "Pinky promise." She unhooked her finger from his and smiled, "Now let's go!" Hope and Stiles got out of the car and the two were walking towards the school when Stiles saw Scott.

"Yo! Scott!"

The tan teen turned in their direction and raised his hand to wave at his best friend and the girl next to him. Scott assumed the girl was his sister, Hope. Through the five years she was gone, Stiles and their dad had seen her through video chat and pictures. However, no one else had seen her at all. She certainly wasn't the small twiggy girl she had been in fifth grade. She maybe grew a few inches, gotten a few curves that naturally came with puberty, to summarize it, Stiles had his work cut out for him as her older brother and "protector".

Stiles and Scott bro-hugged as a greeting to one another and Hope waited, not wanting to interrupt. As the two friends broke apart, Scott waved to Hope.

"Hey! I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Scott McCall."

"Oh please, like I could forget the boy that Stiles always dragged into trouble." Stiles let out a sound of protest as Hope and Scott laughed at him. "Now get your ass over here and hug me!"

Scott, not wanting to displease the small girl, walked over and hugged Hope.

"Well," Hope pulled away from Scott and stepped back to look at both boys, "I'm going to go to the office and get my schedule and stuff."

"Alright, find me before first period!"

Hope nodded at her brother and waved to the two best friend. She walked up the stairs through the crowd of students. She stopped in front of the school's doors. She stared at them for a split second, took a deep breath, turned her confidence on, and walked in. Once she walked in a few feet she looked around for the office. "Of course. I would forget to ask Stiles where it is.", she grumbled to herself. She looked around for someone she could ask before walking over to a tall tan boy.

"Hi, um, I'm new and I need to find the office, could you tell me which one it is?", she asked politely with a smile.

The boy smiled slightly at her, "Yeah, if you walk down that hallway, it's the first one on the right."

"Thanks! I'm Hope and by the look on your face you probably think I'm a freshman." The two teens laughed together, "I'm actually a sophomore."

"I'm Danny, I'm a sophomore too."

"Well, I better go find the office." She waved good-bye to Danny and walked towards the office. She entered the office and walked up to the desk where a small old woman sat.

"Hi! I just moved here and I need my schedule and whatever else I need."

"Name?"

"Hope Stilinski. S-T-I-L-"

"I know how to spell it.", the woman cut her off. "Here's your schedule and your locker information. This is a map of the school. Good luck."

'Who peed in her Cheerios this morning?' Hope never liked rude people or people who gave an attitude for no reason. She was always raised on the saying, "Treat others the way you want to be treated". She looked down at her schedule to see that her first class was English with Mr. King. The first bell rang as she started to walk towards her English class. She was busy looking at the rest of her schedule when she felt a larger body collide with hers. The body, being much larger than hers, knocked her on her butt making her drop her papers.

"Oh shit, my bad," she looked up to see a relatively built boy with short dirty blonde hair that was spiked in the front and blue eyes. He gave her a charming smile and said, "Are you okay?" He knelt down and helped her gather up her papers.

"Yeah. I'm fine, no worries." The boy helped her up and handed her the papers. "Thanks."

The boy held his hand out to her, "I'm Jackson."

"Hope." She smiled back at the boy. "Well, I need to get to class so, maybe I'll see you around."

"Yeah, maybe."

Hope walked into the designated room and walked up to the pudgy teacher at his desk.

"Hi, Mr. King?", the English teacher looked up at her, "I'm Hope Stilinski, I'm new here and I didn't get the syllabus you mailed out."

Mr. King shuffled around some papers and handed her a syllabus. "You can sit where ever." Hope turned to look and see who was already in the class, not seeing Scott or Stiles. However, speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear. She was about to go sit down when her brother and his friend waltzed into the room.

Both boys instantly ran up and grabbed her schedule to look at it.

"Dude, we have four classes out of eight together, and then we have lunch."

"Its better than none." The three teens sat towards the back. Scott and Hope sat in the third row from the back and Stiles, wanting to be further back, sat behind Hope. The bell signaling class to start rang and Mr. King started class.

"As you all know, there, indeed, was a body found in the woods last night." Out of the corner of Hope's eye she saw Scott and Stiles exchange a knowing glance to each other. Hope had no regret of not going out with them. Especially because Stiles got caught by their dad.

"And I am sure your little minds are coming up with various scenarios as to what happened," finished writing "Kafka's Metamorphosis" on the board and continued, "but I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody."

Scott and I turned to look at Stiles, shooting him confused looks.

"This means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk, outlining this semester." There was a collective groan from the class as they all looked down at the piece of paper. They looked at it for a few seconds when Hope saw Scott jump in surprise because of nothing. She looked at him in confusion as she watched him look around for something. She brushed it off as nothing and looked back down at her paper.

A few moments later, the principal walked in with a girl she had never seen before. "Class, this is a new student, Allison Argent. Just do your best to make her feel welcome." Allison clearly looked uncomfortable in front of the class as the man spoke about her. 'I bet you that secretary wanted me to get lost. That's why she didn't tell me to wait for the principal. Bitch'. Hope thought to herself. started to talk about the book Metamorphosis that we would be reading. That's when every student zoned out.


Hope walked out of class with Scott and Stiles and told them that she was going to go to her locker. She walked down a row of lockers looking for number 1246. She found it around the corner from Scott's. She had just entered her combination, 34-12-48, and opened her locker when a girl, only a few inches taller than her (because of the three inch heels Hope was wearing), with strawberry blonde hair came up to her.

"Your shoes are absolutely adorable, where did you find them?"

"Oh," Hope looked down at her shoes, which she thought were simple, "I got these in New York. I lived there for the past five years, so most of my stuff is from there."

"New York? You need to tell me all about it! I'm Lydia, sit with me at lunch?"

"Uh, actually, I told my brother and his friend I'd sit with them cause it's the first day and all, but I totally will tomorrow! And I'm Hope."

"I can't wait that long. I have to be after school to watch the lacrosse tryouts for my boyfriend. Go to those. We'll talk then. See you later!" Lydia walked away with a satisfied smirk on her face. Hope finished putting stuff in her locker and then walked over to where Scott and Stiles said they'd be. Just before she got to the boys, Lydia walked over to her holding hands with Jackson, the boy from earlier, and the girl Allison from English.

"I'm so glad I got to see you! This is Allison, she'll be sitting with us. Oh! And this is my boyfriend Jackson, the star of the lacrosse team." Lydia said the last bit about Jackson with extra emphasis before kissing his cheek. "We'll meet you at your locker later!" The three of them walked away. Hope would be lying if she said she wasn't disappointed that Jackson had a girlfriend, let alone her new friend. However, she would survive.

"Okay Hope. Please explain to me why Lydia Martin was talking to you." Stiles looked like he had just seen a talking dog as he demanded answers from his twin.

"I just met her earlier. She asked me about my shoes, I told her about New York and we're gonna watch the lacrosse practice with Allison."

Both boys stared at her like she had trees growing out of her ears. "I will never understand girls", Stiles grumbled and continued to walk away.


A few periods later, Hope walked into Mr. Harris's chemistry class with Scott and Stiles and saw that everyone would need a partner. The boys looked at her with worried eyes, but she brushed it off.

"Don't worry. I'm sick of you guys anyway." Hope jokingly shoved both boys' shoulders and walked over to an empty lab table and waited for anyone else she knew, which wasn't very many, to walk in. She sat at a lab table on the right side of the room in the seat not next to the aisle. Scott and Stiles sat two lab tables behind her on the left, Stiles sitting next to the aisle.

Luckily for Hope, a familiar blue-eyed boy walked into the classroom.

Jackson scanned the room and eventually, his eyes landed on the girl he couldn't seem to get rid of, not that he wanted to. Now, Jackson loved Lydia, but he couldn't lie that he was slightly attracted to Hope.

Hope was getting a notebook out of her book bag when she heard the stool scrape on the floor. She smiled brightly when she looked up and saw Jackson sitting next to her.

"Oh hey Jackson!"

"Hey yourself."

"So, you're dating Lydia?"

"Oh yeah. We've been dating for almost three years."

"Well, that's cute! Good for you guys."

"Yeah, how did you two even-"

"Jackson! 'Sup bro?"

Jackson and Hope both turned to look at who called. She noticed it was Danny, the boy who helped her find the office. Jackson got out of his seat and bro-hugged the other teen.

Danny looked over and noticed Hope, "Oh my god, hey!" Hope smiled at the tan teen, "Danny!"

Jackson looked back and forth, confused between both of them, "Wait, how do you two know each other?"

They both looked towards Jackson and Hope took the initiative to explain, "Oh! We met this morning. I, uh, didn't know where the office was." Hope scratched the back of her head embarrassed as both teens laughed at her.

Mr. Harris walked in as the bell rang and Danny sat in front of Stiles.

"Alright students, welcome to chemistry. I'm your teacher Mr. Harris." The dark haired man spoke unenthusiastically as he put his stuff on his desk. Jackson and Hope exchanged a 'seriously?' look with each other.

"Now I know that none of you will get this, but since I'm required by the school to do this we are."

Mr. Harris turned to show that on the board he wrote, "C7H16+O2→CO2+H2O".

"This equation needs to be balanced. Any guesses?"

All of the students blankly stared at the teacher. Mr. Harris sighed and was about to turn around and explain it when he saw a small feminine hand raise.

He raised an eyebrow at her, "Yes, Ms...?"

"Hope. Hope Stilinski."

Everyone turned and looked at Hope in surprise. Hope noticed the stares and slightly jumped in surprise as Mr. Harris gestured at her to go on.

"The equation should be C7H16+11O2→7CO2+8H2O"

was shocked. He figured someone from and earlier class had to have told her. "Explain your process."

"You just make a list of all the elements and then work with some multiplications until the amount of all the elements are equal on both sides."

"How in the world did you know that?"

"Well, last year at my old school, we finished up our biology material a month early so, my teacher just decided to teach us some chemistry." Hope was starting to feel uncomfortable under the stares of everyone in the room.

"Very well then, yes. Ms. Stilinski is completely correct." Everyone turned back to the board to see how to do it, but Jackson turned to his lab partner.

"You're a freaking genius. Maybe I won't actually fail."

Jackson and Hope laughed quietly together and turned their attention back to the board.


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