Malia had been calling in sick for the past five days.
Not studying, nor doing anything productive for that matter.
Mostly just sitting in front of the tv, pretending to enjoy what she was looking at.
Her father had grounded her - not like she had anything special to do. And even if she had, he would never keep her from doing it. Malia's father was way to kind for that.
One time, Kira dropped by. She left Malia some homework, but since Malia made it pretty clear she didn't really want to talk about it (it meaning the incident) they didn't really interact either.
But today, Malia decided to stop avoiding the fact that she needed to go to school at some point. She woke up quite early, brushed her teeth and put clothes on. Shorts, a t-shirt and put her short hair in a ponytail just to get the bangs out the way. Then she made her way downstairs. Her father had left a note, saying he would work late. He did that a lot.
She grabbed a granola bar and realized Stiles wasn't picking her up. She sighed as she noticed her father had taken the car. How the hell was she supposed to get to school?
She took her phone, wondering weather to do it or not.
She picked the first one.
"Mal, hey", The familiar voice of a certain Theo Raken made Malia role her eyes. "Hi, could you by any chance pick me up?" She asked, felt a little mortified because of it. But she didn't have the guts to ask Stiles, especially since hadn't even sent her a message since the incident. At least Theo left three voice-mails, four texts and had called six times. She expected at least a text from Stiles.
"Yeah, sure. I'll be there in ten", Theo said. "Thanks", Malia replied and hung up. She ate the granola bar as she put on her shoes and grabbed her backpack.
After seven minutes Theo's car was parked outside Malia's house. She went out to meet him, and couldn't help but to smile when she saw that grin of his.
She opened the door and closed the door after herself. The car started rolling almost immediately.
"I'm sorry I had to leave you there with Scott the other night, but my parent's were freaking out and you seemed to have gotten better", Theo said. "It's fine, I get it. I'm sorry I dragged you all trough that, I don't even know what happened", Malia replied.
When they finally arrived to school Malia got out of the car. Unconsciously her gaze looked for Stiles, and there, she saw him. Leaning against his jeep, talking to Lydia and smiling. She felt a sudden ache in her stomach, trying not to look bothered. Stiles was wearing a t-shirt, it was hot out and the sight of his arm-muscles made her look away, just in time for him to notice her. She couldn't help but to meet his gaze with hers. But it wasn't there anymore, he was now staring at Theo, looking irritated as always. Malia rolled her eyes and took her backpack.
"Come", She mumbled to Theo as they made their way into the school. They didn't really talk, but she knew Theo could sense her mood changing.
"He isn't worth it", Theo said. Malia looked at him, surprised. "What?"
"Stiles, I mean. If he really wanted you, he would be there for you", She looked away. She figured he was right, but still. She didn't want to believe Stiles didn't want her. She knew he wanted her, maybe not enough, thought. Maybe she needed to find someone that needed her more.
"Can we not talk about Stiles", Malia said. Theo nodded. "Sure. I think we have PE now, actually." Theo said. Malia felt relief, PE was one of her favorites, since it wasn't really that much thinking involved.