Confused
He sees her every Monday. Tries to talk to her, but doesn't get the chance to have a full conversation with her. Whenever he waves at her in school, she plain old ignores him. And he both understands and respects that. But, still... There is no doubt that she probably hates his guts. And that is what he is confused about. The girl - Savannah - she doesn't even know him. All she knows about him is that he…
And then it dawns on him. His record and being on the news and all the other things. Of course she wants nothing to do with him!
Liam sighs and stares at his food. Looking at it distracts him from seeing the love birds in front of him. It's not that he isn't happy for them, or that he is against love. It's just that he hasn't found love. Seeing everyone with dopey grins and having someone that they can cuddle and love makes him feel a tad bit depressed.
His stormy gaze rises just in time to see Scott and Lydia take a seat. The mixed scents of watermelon and cinnamon with mint makes him raise a brow. Scott looks happy, like a kid on Christmas, and Lydia has a twinkle in her green eyes. One could only guess what they were doing not so long ago.
The two older teens join the conversation, and soon, everyone is staring at them as his table explodes into full mode animated. Stiles is rambling about something, Malia backing him up. Kira is trying to stop herself from laughing, and mason is just cracking up. Lydia and Scott have teamed up against the pale boy and werecoyote. Everyone is so animated, it makes him feel sort of gloomy that he isn't part of the fun.
"STILES, I WILL SCREAM UNTIL YOUR BRAINS DRIBBLE OUT!" Lydia threatens in a high pitched voice. The threat makes everyone at the table groan. Stiles automatically becomes paler and freezes. Scott chuckles and is about to wrap an arm around the banshee's waist. He stops, however, and looks at Liam.
The beta had noticed Scott's act before the others had and had looked away. Now, he feels like he has been caught doing something he shouldn't have. But it was nothing wrong. All he did was look away. So it's kind of stupid that he feels that way. He blames it on the fact that Scott is a True Alpha. After all, every way that Scott looks at him makes him feel... weird. Not THAT way weird, but more like a child type of way.
"Liam, have you seen the new horror movie?" Stiles asks him.
He is glad that the conversation had changed and that he is being included. Sometimes he feels that being single means he is a child in the Pack's eyes. And maybe he is. After all, he is a freshman hanging out with juniors. Even his best friend is older than him.
Just as he is about to be part of an overly animated conversation with Stiles, because talking to Stiles makes EVERYTHING animated and dramatic, the sound of food dropping, a tray clattering and laughing takes his attention away. What he sees makes his blood boil.
She had been walking to the table where her friends were when some jerk bumped into her. Instead of apologizing and trying to help her, the guy started laughing. Soon, everyone joined in. Now she stands in negative attention. One of the other teens calls out, "Watch out, clumsy head!"
Apparently, this Is hilarious because everyone starts cracking up even louder. Her cheeks burn and her eyes sting. But she is not going to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
With a slight sniffle, she bends down to pick up her tray and the mess that was made. It's hard, though. Especially since the jerk drops his food on the ground and then his plate. Everyone keeps laughing. Those sounds make her blood boil and feel even more humiliated.
Everyone stops laughing as there is movement. She looks up and can only see a blur. Her eyes widen with shock when she sees the jerk in a headlock by none other than Liam.
When he saw what they were doing to her, he could not help himself. Scott didn't even try to stop him and for that Liam Is grateful. True Alpha or not, Liam would not have let Scott get in the way if the older male had tried to stop him.
Blood and adrenaline mixed with hot anger pumps through his veins. His eyes switch color briefly, and he has to close them tight. A growl forms in his chest and tickles his throat. It takes everything in him to not rip the guy's head off. But the guy is pleading and reeking of fear. For some reason, that tempts him and lures his animalistic side out. His nails slowly start to grow, and his breathing has become harder. Without meaning to, his grip on the guy's head tightens. The guy cries out in pain.
A hand is placed on. his shoulder. Then comes the soothing yet firm voice that Scott seems to have. "Liam, let go," murmurs the True Alpha. There is force, he can feel it.
Against his will, he lets go. The guy sputters and falls to the ground. Immediately, Scott grabs his arm and pulls him away to the locker room. He knows that it is to help him, but he is way too angry. The beta yanks his arm from Scott's grasp and raises his claw. Something stops him, though. Through his hazy state, he can hear her timid voice.
Lydia helps her up and glares at the jerk. Savannah witnesses everyone cringe at the strawberry blonde gives them. The brunette is pulled gently by the older female to the hallway. Confused at this, she asks, "Why did you help me?"
Lydia glances briefly at the door as the rest of her friends trickle out of the cafeteria. "Because," she says, shrugging. "How is Liam?"
Savannah is confused by the question since she has no idea. But then someone else answers.
"He's surprisingly calm," replies a male. She turns and her eyes almost pop out. Even though he is not a movie star or anything famous, Scott makes her feel star struck. And the reason for it is NOT because he is good looking. No, it's because he is a star athlete and kind. Unlike the previous star athlete, Jackson Whittemore.
The subject of conversation stumbles toward them. Immediately, the lanky and pale boy starts rambling. Savannah can hardly keep up with what the boy is saying, but Liam and the others have no trouble understanding the words. After what seems like ages, Stiles stops and Liam turns his attention towards her.
Storm meets warmth. "Are you okay?"
Mute and dazed, Savannah nods. Wonders if she is experiencing one of those out-of-body moments. Her body feels unattached, like if she is dreaming. And that slightly freaks her out, but it has happened before so she does not dwell on it too much.
The troubled boy nods sharply and then turns on his heel. Scott and Lydia exchange glances while Stiles mumbled under his breath at a fast speed. The older teens follow Liam.
Savannah stands there, staring behind them. She blinks once... twice. The bell rings and noise bursts from every direction. People circle around her, clearly not wanting to face any fury from Scott, Liam or Lydia if they mess with her. Everything and everyone around her moves, but it's like they have been dimmed and she has been highlighted.
With a slight shake of her head, she starts to move to her sixth period class. Not once does she try to figure out what has happened. Like many things in her life, this Is something she wants to forget.
A week passes. Then two and three. And she doesn't see him.