Once we got to the school and I climbed out of the back of Stiles jeep I could not help but notice how different this school was from any I have ever seen in Boston. Where I am from all of the schools are basically just a big building with everything perfectly tucked inside away from the elements. Here is different the school was very open. I could see some of the stair cases that went to the second floor where outside. Even some of the halls were sort of outside. Like on The second floor balcony or the fool below. I could see some class room doors and lockers even though I was out side.
It was very weird to me to see a school so open and free looking. I was used to buildings with only a few exits. Metal detectors and cops around every corner.
This school is going to be a breeze.
"Do you have your schedule?" Scott asked me pulling me out of my thoughts.
"No. I need to go to the office and pick it up." I told him.
"Come on I'll show you were it is." Styles said as he threw his arm over my shoulder.
I moved away from him slightly, and then looked over to Scott wondering if this was something he would normally do to someone he just met. I was a hundred percent shore that I was giving him the same face that Scott was rite now. One of confusion and uncomforted.
I slowly removed his arm from by shoulders and looked at him.
"Don't invade my bubble." I told him as I started to walk away.
Scott stayed in pace with me but Stiles remanded standing in the same spot. Like if he could not comprehend that I did not like being touched. He finally snapped out of it and ran to catch up to us.
"So I think you will like it here." Scott told me as we walked into the building.
"Yah why is that?" I asked him.
He just looked at me like he was not expecting me to answer him.
"It's a…umm. You know." He seemed to be stumbling over his words and I could not help but wonder why.
"Different." Stiles finished for him.
"Yah different." He repeated.
"Different how?" I asked.
"Well you know. It's umm real diverse here." Stiles said.
"You can say that again. We have a lot of different kind of people hear." Scott added.
I could not help but notice the small smile him and Stiles shared with each other as if that was an inside joke or something.
I was starting to wonder about these to. They seemed strange at times as if they were trying to hide something from me.
I looked around me at the rest of the student body and could not figure out what they were talking about. They said the school was very divers but eighty percent of the people I was looking at were all white. Not exactly my idea of diverse.
"Here's the office." Scott told me as we stopped in front of a door that said main office on it.
"Do you want us to go in with you?" Stiles asked.
I was starting to notice that he was a lot nicer then my brother was.
"No I think I can handle it." I told them.
"Okay. We'll be rite over here when you get out." Stiles said pointing to a locker a few feet down the hall.
"K." I said then made my way into the office.
I walked over to the front desk and sitting behind it was a middle age women who must be the secretary. She sat there in her chair playing with the end of her blond hair. She was staring at the computer and did not even seem to notice me.
"Excuse me." I said when I realized she had no idea I was standing there.
"Oh. Yes miss is there something I can help you with?" She asked me with a big smile on her face.
"Yah. It's my first day here and I was told to come here and get my schedule." I told the lady.
"And your name?" She asked me.
I wondered if there was more than one knew student today. Why else would she ask me my name?
"Thana, Thana Tomes." I told her.
"Uhh yes. Thana. Here you go dear." She said handing me a small piece of paper.
I looked it over real quick checking to make shore it was my schedule. It was so I quickly made my way out of the office and into the hall.
Once back outside I looked around for Scott and Stiles. They were exactly where they said they would be but they were no longer alone. There were standing there with three other girls.
Scott was leaning back against the lockers with his arm around a cute little Asian girl. She had long black hair and a very nice smile on her face. You can tell a lot from a person's smile and even form down the hall I could tell she was a kind soul. And she was obviously very much into my brother.
There was another girl who was standing in the middle of the hall. She was standing there with her arms crossed around her chest as if she was annoyed by something. She strawberry blond hair was tied up in some weird braid thing that reminded me of yodelers form like Sweden or something. I don't know I just never seen a hair style like that before and I did not really like it. She was standing there in a dress that was almost as short as mine but it was pink and had pastel flowers all over it. She was in stiletto heels that made her about seven inches taller then she already was.
I knew a lot of girls like her back home. What I learned from all of them, there trouble. She looked just like the mean girls from back home who were only happy when they were making everyone around them miserable. I did not know who she was but I knew there was a great chance that I was not going to like her.
The last girl there was a taller than the other to but just as skinny and perfect. She had dark brown eyes that stood out against her light brown hair. She was in jeans and a tang top. What stood out about her was she seemed to have a very wild nature about her. And it was not just because she was having a very heated argument with Stiles. She was flailing her arms around. It would not surprise me if she slapped someone on accident. Her hair was also flying around. I was beyond curious to see who she was and why she was so mad at Stiles so I started to make my way over to them.
I took about two steps before she lifted her head up and sniffed the air. Yes sniffed the air. She then became still and then looked directly at me. She maid direct eye contact with me then started to stop over in my direction.
I could tell this girl was a wild one, and I liked it.
When she finally reached me she just looked me over for a second.
"Who the hell are you?" She snapped at me.
"Excuses me." I said to her just as harshly.
I did not know this girl or what she was capable of but I was not the type to back down. Ever.
"You herd me." She said.
I just looked behind her and to Scott and Stiles.
"Is she being serious?"
Stiles just shrugged. Scott just smiled at me as if he was enjoying the show.
What an ass.
"Stiles who is this?" I asked him. Knowing it would piss her off even more.
"She's umm. Malia. Her name is Malia Tate. She's umm, she's umm, a friend." He said stumbling over his words.
He was turning red. It looked like he was going to have a heart attack.
Malia spun around violently to look at him. The others looked at him like the felt bad for him. I had a feeling Malia was going to kick his ass for calling her a friend.
She turned back around to face me.
"I'm his girlfriend." She snapped at me.
"I saw you this morning come out of his jeep. He was supposed to drive me to school this morning. Canceled at the last minute saying he had to help Scott with something." She quickly turned back to Stiles.
"I know Scott is the Alpha of this fucked up pack but don't use him as an excuse to hang out with another girl!" She yelled at him.
Every one of them seemed to become incredibly tense and stiff.
"Malia." Stiles said as he reached out and tried to calm her down.
"No." She said. Then looked back to me. "Touch him again and I will rip off your arms!" She yelled at me.
I could not help but smile and start laughing at her. I was convinced that she was going to explode.
"Okay let's try this again." I told her. "Hi I'm Thana Tomes. I'm Scott's sister." I told her holding out my hand for her to shake.
She just looked at it then back to me. Then back to Scott. Everyone was looking at Scott as well.
"Scott does not have a sister." Malia said.
"Well actually apparently I do." Scott told them.
"Don't worry its okay to be confused. He just found out about her yesterday." Stiles added in.
Malia looked back at me. I could tell she was trying to say something but could not figure out what it was she wanted to say. She was becoming increasingly embarrassed.
"I like your clothes." She said before grabbing Stiles by the hand and dragging him down the hall.
He quickly turned around and gave us a slight wave before they disappeared around a corner.
"Well that was interesting." I said.
"Sorry about her. She's." Scott started.
"Different." The Asian girl said.
"A character." The red head added.
"It's okay. I think me and her will be good friends." I said and completely meant it. I do not know why but there was something about that girl I could not help but like.
"Hi I'm Lydia." The red head told me with a smile I was shore was fake. "By the way Malia was rite your clothes are killer." She told me.
"Thanks." I answered.
"I'm Kira." The Asian girl told me.
She seemed really polite and a little shy. She seemed nice. She was a good fit for Scott who I was convinced was an ass.
"So what's your first class?" Lydia asked me.
I looked at my schedule.
"Economics with Mr. Finstock." I answered her.
Scott snickered.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing you're going to love Coach." Scott said.
"Coach?" I asked confused.
"That's Mr. Finstock." Kira told me. "Hess also the physical education teacher and coach of like everything." She informed me.
"Come on. Let's leave these two alone. I'll show you were your class is." Lydia said as she looped her arm in mine and led me down the hall.
I looked back to Scott pleading with my eyes to save me from this girl. He just smiled and went on talking to Kira.
Today is going to be a long day. I thought to myself as Lydia dragged me along next to her.