I leaned against my desk chin resting on my open palm as I doodled on a page on my note pad. I could hear talking in the backround of my own daze. I wasn't fully engaged in the discussion but I'm sure I wasn't the only student. He was talking about great dou's of english literature. As I drew swirls and dots on my paper I found myself becoming almost completely lost in i before being snapped back to reality.
"Miss Stilinski!" Mr. Yukimura's voice pulled me from my daze
Slowly my eyes raised from the ink covered page to land on the older asian man standing in front of the classroom lightly leaning on his desk his eyebrows raised as if waiting for an answer. I twisted the emerald ring that once belonged to my mother on my finger nervously. I hadn't heard the question he had just asked. Mr. Yukimura stood up from his desk straightening himself we both knew I wasn't paying attention.
"Can you please list some Great dou's of literature history?" he requested
I sat there for a moment twisting my ring and pursing my lips as I sat there thinking of different dou's. I took in a deep breath calming my nerves once more
"Batman and robin, Sherlock holmes, John Watson, Joker, Harley Quinn, Frodo baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Batman, Catwoman, R2d2 C3PO, Skywalker, Yoda. Solo, Chewbacca, Superman, wonderwoman, " I started listening all the great dou's I could think of.
"Is that all?" asked with hint of enthusiasm in his voice.
"Oh yeah and Scott and Stiles" I replied cheekily
The entire class let out a little giggle while Mr. Yukimura shook his head with a slight smirk on his lips. He hadn't got the chance to reply back before the bell had run sounding the end of the day. It took seconds of the students chair and desk to start shuffling as the put away the belongings.
"Alright everyone I was an essay on your favorite literature dou, do on Monday!" Mr Yukimura called out over the sounds of students eager to leave for the weekend.
I closed my notebook tucking my pen into the spiral bindings before slipping it into my bag. Reaching into my bag I pulled out bag of skittles before zipping it up. Standing up I pushed my chair in and headed for the door giving a light smile and small wave to before walking on the door into the bustling hallway.
I stood in the doorway safely out of the way of the road rage filled teenagers. I watched as the pushed and moved there way through the trafficked halls. groups of girls gossiping and giggling about boys, The boys rough housing and shoving their way through the crowd talking about parties and sports. I was small for my age height and size wise, it made me seem practically invisible to most other students so I tried to stay out of there way in the halls.
My eye's scanned the crowd of students till I saw one that was all too familiar Malia. She was my brother Stiles somewhat of a girlfriend. She was forcefully shoving her way through the student.
"Malia!" my voice called out
Even though my voice was drowned out by the other Malia still heard me. Her attention redirected to me she pushed her way to me. I didn't need to tell her anything she already knew the main reason I had called for her. She draped an arm over my shoulder as pushed our way through he crowded hallways and out the side door leading to the lacrosse field.
"Thank Malia" I said softly with a smile
"Anytime Kiddo" she said lightly nudging me
" Are you staying for the game?" I quizzed
I tugged the edges of the skittles bag ripping it as we walked towards the field.
"Yeah, someones gotta help you cheer Stiles on" Malia teased
"And make side bets with coach" I giggled giving her a light nudge
"Never hurts to make money on the side"
Malia and I both laughed at that one as we reached the bleachers. The boy's were already out on the field warming up as we got there. Looking up at the bleachers Lydia was already sitting in a middle row working on her homework.
"Hey Lydia!" I called out waving at her as I climbed the bleachers
"Hey Sweetie!" Lydia chirped smiling
Making my way up beside Lydia I poured skittles into my mouth before claiming my spot next to Lydia. I placed my bag between my legs unzipping it I pulled out my notebook, I zipped my bag back up placing my notebook on my lap before opening it and starting on my homework. The three of us sat there doing our homework and semi watching the boy's practice. Every so often Malia would get frustrated so Lydia and would have to stop and help her or I would have to ask Lydia on help for a word. Occasionally even Lydia would ask for some advice we made quite the study team.
I had gotten sidetracked and was drawing little bat's on the edge of my paper when I felt Malia nudge me. I turned my head slightly raising a brow out of curiosity, Malia had a devious smirk on her face.
"What.." my voice was cautious as I spoke
She nodded her head towards the field, I followed her stuttle hint my eyes directing on the field. Most of the boy's were doing laps while some were practicing passing. I noticed Liam turn away looking at the lacrosse ball at his feet.
"Liam was so just watching you" Malia teased
"You know he can hear you right?" I turned my attention back to her
"and you know I can hear his heart beat right?" She mocked
I rolled my eyes as the faint burning sensation started to cover my cheeks. I looked down burying my head in my hands. I could just picture the triumphant smirk on Malia's face. Teasing Liam and I was her new found hobby. It's not like we were together or anything, we were just friends, we had clicked the first day of school before scott had even changed him.
As soon as Malia had realised that Liam and I were friends she did everything in her unnatural power to make us uncomfortable and embarrassed. She seemed to get enjoyment out of seeing the two of us squirm, blush and make fools out of ourselves.
"Lydia" I pouted into my hands
"Malia leave the poor girl alone" Lydia defended
"Oh you two are no fun!" It was Malia's turn to pout and mine to laugh
"Ronnie!" Stiles called out from the field
"Batman's calling I shall be back!" I told them before standing up.
I patted there shoulders before skipping down the bleachers standing on the last one I hopped off and walked over to stiles. He looked exhausted already I couldn't help but giggles as he leaned against the post. as I got closer my brother stretched out his arm poking me lightly with his lacrosse stick I swatted him away.
"What can I help you with Batman?"
"Would you mind running to the vending machine and getting me a drink and some cups?" Stiles gave me hopeful grin I let out a heavy exaggerated sigh
"Finee, but I get a cup!" I battered
Stiles didn't get the chance to argue with me back I turned quickly on my heels and took off I had only got a few feet away when I tripped baling on someone left out lacrosse gear. I could feel the damp grass slide under my hands as the mud stained my hands and knees. I could hear laughing and snickering. I pushed myself up on to my feet brushing myself off I knew all eyes were on me
"I'm good, I'm okay!" I called out not turning my back as I raised my hands in the air
I could here the bursts of laughter as I hurried my way towards the school this time more carefully than before. I pushed open the the large metal door heading into the hallways, I ran my fingers against the lockers as I walked to the abandoned cafeteria reaching it I walked over to the machines. I shoved my hands into my pocket digging out my money putting into the snack machine.
I pushed the all to known buttons that released the peanut butter filled cups. I crouched down pushing the flap open and taking the cups out. Then made my way over to the drink machine, putting my money in I got Stiles a gatorade and flavored water for myself. Taking them out of the machine I headed back outside to field.
Getting closer i noticed more and more people going to the stands, the game would be starting soon. I picked up my pace nearing the bleachers a bottle fell from my hands. I groaned at my own clumsiness before bending down to pick it up. Picking up the bottle a pair of cleats stopped in front of me. Standing up stairs a boy with dirty blonde hair was in front on me.
He hand his hand outstretched resting on the under bars of the bleachers blocking my path. I looked the boy up and down, he had spectacular sparkly emerald green eyes he had smile that looked like it was cut from a magazine add. As my eyes scanned him they stopped on his green jersey he was from the opposing team, not only that he was from devenford prep. I instantly became a deer in headlights.
"Well hey there beautiful" the boy smiled
"Hi" I squeaked out my voice barely audible
"What's your name doll" His voice was soft like velvet as he reached to me tucking a stray hair behind my ear
I could feel my own heart racing like the sound of war drums. My mouth started to try up my mind in a fuzzing panic. I wasn't good with boy's not one on one at least, not unless they were Scott, Liam or Mason. while this guy was a strangers who was getting to close and to personal. I could see him watching me as I stood there trying to get a proper thought.
"Ver.. Ver...Veronica... " I managed to stutter out
I could feel my face burning instantly from embarrassment I felt like a complete idiot. The boy seemed to be enjoying it to. He smiled at me once again reaching his hand out towards me while he opened his mouth to speak.
"bea-" His voice halted
I watched my eyes growing wide as his body was jerked back thrown into the air. My breath was caught in my throat as the boy landed with a thud. I heard a low grow it was barely audible, it broke me from my fright induced trance. My head turned quickly to seem Liam standing slightly hunched over his hand curled into fists at his sides skin turning white. I could see his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.
"Stay away from her" Liam snarled at the boy who looked terrified.
I turned to watch the boy as he scrambled to his feet eyes locked on Liam as he slowly back away before bolting not daring to look back. I slowly looked back at Liam I could see the liquid starting to drop from his fingers. I tilted my head to the side a ping of guilt running through me, this wasn't the first time Liam's anger for someone saying or doing something to me had triggered his change.
Cautiously I raised my hands walking gingerly towards Liam my feet lightly crunching in the gravel. Liam didn't move his head lowered with heavy breaths I stopped a few steps in front of him. I watched him cautiously Stiles and Scott both hated when I got too close to Liam or any of the pack when they were changed through emotion.I very rarely would listen to them though especially when it came to Liam, despite there warning and even his own doubt's I knew he wouldn't hurt me.
"Liam.." I said softly he turned away from me.
"Don't look at me.. don't come any closer I could hurt you" he said harshly
I took a deep breath taking a step closer I lifted my hand a little higher. I let my fingertips gently brushed against Liams cheek.
"No you couldn't, you never could. Since day one all you've done and tried to do protect me. You may not trust yourself but I do" my voice was soft and calm as I spoke
Slowly Liam turned to look at me, his breath was softer less ragged. As he looked up his eyes met mine, slowly they changed from a deep yellow to there original brilliant blue. His head gently nuzzled against my hand. I gently ran my thumb against his cheek with a smile that he returned.
"Where's Dunbar!" we heard Coach Finstock yell from the field Liam and I both let out a laugh
"Score one for me wolfman" I teased lighting kissing his cheek
"Will do Batgirl" Liam winked before running out onto the field.