Not What I Expected

Chapter 2

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." The VP nodded to Mr. Curtis then walked out.

Allison smiled at the class and looked to the teacher who pointed to the only chair still open, which was right behind Scott, and right next to Stiles.

Stiles couldn't help but notice Scott looked completely dazed, much how he imagined he looked when he first saw Lydia. He quickly scrambled some ideas on how he could get Scott to look somewhat, or even a little appealing to this girl.

When she sat down Stiles noticed that she was looking in a pencil box, in random places in her bag. Then Stiles noticed she didn't have a pen, pencil, or writing utensil on her.

Stiles quickly pulled out his phone, making sure the teacher couldn't see and sent Scott a text.

She needs a pen. Hurry before some other bozo gives it to her.

Scott felt his phone buzz and pulled it out in a discreet manner, when he saw it his expression changed to a smile as he quickly grabbed an extra pen from his bag, and handed it back to her. She looked at it strangely for a minute before her expression changed to a large smile.

"Thanks," She said as she took it. Scott nodded and smiled back. Before looking at Stiles with an extremely grateful expression. To which Stiles just winked.

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Scott stared down the hall, wishing he could hear what Lydia and Jackson were saying to her. But his attention was drawn away from them when Harley walked up to himself and Stiles.

"Can someone tell me how New Girl is here all of five minutes, and she's already hanging out with Lydia's clique?" Harley was obviously being facetious, and Stiles just shrugged giving a genuine answer.

"Because she's hot." Harley gives him a look, but Stiles still doesn't get it and shrugs before finishing his thought. "Beautiful people herd together."

"So what does that mean about the rest of us?"

She waited for him to get it. And his expression went dry for a minute. "Ohh, oh, I didn't mean like that. I-"

"I don't get it." Scott said, then turned to look at Harley. "Her name isn't New Girl, it's Allison."

Harley scoffed slightly, rolled her eyes and walked away. Scott turned to Stiles in question, who was sighing and shaking his head, wiping his eyes with his pointer finger and thumb. "Scott, your innocence never ceases to amaze me. Actually I think gullibility is a closer word... naive?"

Scott smacked his shoulder. "What do you mean'' I didn't mean it like that." Why was what you said wrong?"

"There it is again, seriously dude, the only reason you mostly survived freshman year is because I was with you almost the entire time... I didn't mean what I said, when I called the Ne- Allison... When I called Allison beautiful, then said that beautiful people herd together, I think her girl mind manipulated my sentence so it sounded like. Everyone in this school isn't good enough or beautiful enough to hang out with Lydia including you. So in her mind I just called her ugly and insulted all of the Beacon Hills students." Stiles said with a sigh.

Scott started laughing. "Dude I doubt she took it like that."

Stiles tilted his head at Scott with a "duh" expression and shook his head. "And that Scott, is not going to help in your quest for a girlfriend... Dude, if you talk to her, don't be too forward, and don't say anything you'd normally say unless you have no idea what else to say.. Trust me, stupid words are only a little better then no words but that really depends on the words..."