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Chapter - 8
New Friends and Old Friends
The police woman looked around at the crowding students; she spotted someone and waved him over.
"Sweetie, Mia this is Stiles" The lady gestured to the dorky Stiles who nearly tripped over himself trying to make his way over.
"He's the Sheriffs son, He will look after you" Pfft, he can't even make it over here safely I remark to myself.
"Petta, what's going on" Stiles said looking between Petta the police woman and myself.
"Stiles, can you please take Mia to the counselor's office, she's having a rough day"
"Sure" Stiles said as he put his arm around my shoulders; I gave him a deathly stare and he quickly removed his arm muttering under his breath.
"Err come… come with me"
I looked back to watch the patrol car drive away, then turned around and nodded at Stiles. He weaved us through the crowd; I kept my head down watching his sneakers. Just as we make it to the school doors the bell rings, startling me.
"Hey, so Mia how long have you and Isaac umm…err you know been together" Stiles shrugged his shoulders.
I was taken aback by his question, I didn't know what we are, I knew we kissed and I had fallen asleep in his arms; something I never dreamed of happening. How could I answer the question if I didn't even know the answer myself?
"Mia…Err…Hello" Stiles waved his hand in front of my face pulling me out of my thoughts.
"I…err, we are just friends" I said sharply
"Close..Fr…Friends?" Stiles stuttered.
The students from outside had caught up to us and were pushing past us as we walked along the school corridor
"Sure" I answer, what did it matter to Stiles?
He threw his hands up in the air causing the students to give us a wider berth.
"I just thought we could talk, you look really upset… maybe talking would make you feel better" I shrugged. I felt guilty but I didn't know Stiles we had a few classes together but we didn't know each other.
"Don't feel like chatting right now" I said sarcastically, Stiles huffed annoyed.
"There" Stiles pointed to a closed door marked 'counselor's office'
I watched Stiles stalked away shaking his head. I turned to look at the door, No one knew I was coming I could just go to class, did I even want to do that? I didn't want to talk to Stiles or the counselor that didn't mean I couldn't talk to my friend. I headed down the hall in search of Jenna; I found her propped up against Jackson's locker, Jackson leaning into her. Jenna was giggling as Jackson's fingers caressed under her blouse and explored up her stomach.
As I approached I coughed, Jenna gasped in shock her cheeks flushing as she pushed Jackson's hand away.
Jackson spun around his face twitching with fury. I took a step back
"Je…Jenna, Can I speak to you please?" I kept my eyes on Jenna; I was not going to be intimidated by Jackson.
Jenna wouldn't look at me she was trying to rearrange her clothing, pulling her shirt down. Her eyes flicked to mine, she flushed and looked back down.
"Can't you see I'm busy" She said bluntly
Jackson Snickered
"Go away" He turned back to face Jenna, she looked at him and smiled. She quickly glanced at me; I shook my head in disappointment.
A few tears escaped my eyes as I walked around the halls mindlessly; I couldn't drop the feeling that everything has been turned upside down and wasn't going to turn right side up again.
I had made it to English class just as the bell rang out; the class door flung open and students piled out shoving each other as just went, I just stood there watching everyone walking away, they had a destination somewhere to be, a purpose. Me I was lost and confused.
The last person to walk through the door turned to face me. Stile huffed, he looked really agitated.
"You didn't go to the counselor's office did you? He said accusingly.
I shake my head new tears roll down my cheeks. His face softened and he quickly looked around
"Come on Mia" Stile grasped my arm and pulled gently.
"NO I'm not going to the counselor's office" I said pulled away. I wouldn't go there to be judged
"No…no no, I mean I'll take you home" Stiles rattled his car keys in my face
I frowned
"I can't go home, Dad doesn't start work till midday and I would have to make some stupid excuse why I came home"
"Ok… ok, How about the park?" I looked at Stiles… Why would he be so kind? A small smiled appeared and I nodded, anything was better than being at school right now.
Stiles pulled his hand break up as we parked. We sat in silence; he kept running his hands up and down his jeans nervously. I giggled surprised by my sudden outburst Stiles just stared with his mouth gapping open.
"Don't look so nervous, least you didn't accept a ride from a stranger to the park" He smirked, he smiled in response.
"True, but I am the son of the sheriff. I am probably the safest person to be randomly driving around with" I laughed at him.
"Or… you could get away with murdering me" I pretended to look shocked. We broke out into laughter
"Err…Well do you want to… umm" Stiles mulled over what he could say.
"Go sit?" I suggest pointing to a bench. Stile nods, I hesitate, and then open the door. I hope I wasn't getting into any danger.
I walked towards a bench under a big shady tree, I brushed off the dead leafs that had fallen and sat down opposite Stiles.
It was a strange thing, one minute having the boy you desire wrap you in his arms reassuring all the doubts you had woke up with, then having him hauled away in hand cuffs and driven away in a patrol car. I shivered at the memory.
'Thinking about this morning?" Stiles was looking at me
"Yeah, today isn't going the way I expected" I rubbed my hands together.
"Heh, yeah it's high school, you shouldn't have any expectations" He spoke bitterly like he was recalling an incident.
"Sounds like you needed an escape yourself?"
"Me, Yeah well my best friend Scott…well he's…umm let's say going through some life changing experiences" I recall a memory of watching Scott play Lacrosse.
"And I'm supporting him, which isn't always easy" Stiles huffed.
It was relaxing talking to Stiles he was dorky but genuinely seemed to be concerned about me; we talked about Scott and Allison, Lacrosse, and how desperately he tries to impress Lydia. He made me laugh, I forgot all about my difficulties. When Stiles couldn't find anything more to say on games or movies I felt comfortable enough to talk about what had been going on between me and Isaac besides the details about his father I left out. Stiles looked so relieved, when his phone started ringing he held up one finger to let me know he would only be a minute.
I smiled to myself it felt good to speak to someone would could relate, I looked over to where Stiles had stopped, He was only a few feet away and close enough to catch what he was saying.
"Yes I'm sure she doesn't know anything" His back was turned to me
"Yes I'm sure" He turned around to face me, I smiled and he smiled in return
"Look, we've been here for hours, don't you think if she knew anything she wouldn't be sitting around, Yup…Yeah. Be careful buddy it's the full moon"
What the? What, was Stiles talking about me? My heart started to race, what don't I know? I shivered. What about the full moon? Nothing Stiles said made any sense. He had hung up and was walking back over. Ok Mia breath, calm down your just freaking yourself out he's probably talking about a stupid video game or boy code for something, I more than likely didn't catch everything he said.
"Hey, we should go School's finished and ahh… Scott wants help studying"
"Sure" I was starting to worry about being alone with Stiles. "I want to go see Isaac anyway"
"Whoa whoa" Stiles put his hand out to stop me "For all you know, you were his next victim"
I was outraged, I glared at stiles. After everything we talked about, he was convicting Isaac before he had any evidence.
"Wait, I'm sorry that came out wrong, All I'm trying to say is…just give it a night at least. Let the police work it out" I released the fist I had balled I looked down and nodded
"I… I just want to know he's ok" fresh tears fell, stiles hugged me wrapping his arms around me, it was awkward my arms at my sides as he tried soothing me.
"Stiles…cough…too…tight"
"OH" He let go and moved back brushing a hand through his hair
"Sorry, Sorry" He looked down scuffing his shoes.
"It's ok, let's go. Thanks you're a really good friend" I say as I touch his shoulder.