Unexpected

FIFTY-ONE

Chapter Fifty-One
Only Human

I had one headphone in my ear while I walked down the empty halls, a burrito in my mouth courtesy of Scott-- AKA the best boyfriend in the world. Ugh, I love him. I also loved free periods, it meant I could do whatever. 

The only person I shared this free period with was Kira but, she's been a little off lately and I don't know what to do about it. Do I talk to her? I mean, what's the best way to ask someone if they like your boyfriend/baby daddy? 

And it's not like I can talk to Scott about it, he'd feel uncomfortable and become super awkward around Kira... and I can't talk to anyone else because, it make the pack have this new, weird dynamic that we don't need. 

I pulled out my headphone with a sigh, Beyonce wasn't even enough to bring up my mood, which is saying something. I froze in place as I heard voices coming from the girls locker room. It was a voice I've never heard before and, while I'm usually not the type to eavesdrop, I was curious. 

"-- I don't understand why you won't just forgive me. I said I'm sorry." I tried to listen for the other voice but, I could make it out, but I heard some sniffling and then the sound of the first girl's voice again. "Don't cry... I'm sorry, okay. I really, really am. I just, I wish you'd give me another chance, I still care about you." 

I bit into my burrito, this was getting interesting... "Okay, just-- promise you'll think about what I said?" My heart raced as I heard footsteps coming near me, without having a better plan, I quickly put the headphones in my ears and sat down against the lockers, shoving my burrito in my mouth as I pretended to bob my head to Beyonce. 

A few seconds later, I watched from the corner of my eye as new girl stepped out of the locker room. She looked disheveled and like she'd been crying. She didn't spare me a glance as she began walking down the hallway, rushing out the exit. 

I stood up from the ground, my mind racing with possibilities. My curiosity made me want to go into the locker room and see who it was that new girl was talking with, but I mentally scolded myself before I did. 

Whatever new girl and mystery girl were talking about, isn't my business. I should stay out of it. So that's what I'm going to do. I continued my walk down the hall, eating my burrito as I did so. 

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I sat outside on the grass in front of the bleachers. Malia and Kira were sitting on the bottom row, Malia directly behind me. I picked at the grass lazily while Malia tried to braid my hair. She was good at doing her own but-- "Ow!" I hissed, pulling my head from Malia's death grip. 

She smiled down at me sheepishly, "sorry, I was watching Stiles." I frowned at my half-done hair and went to reply but, Kira beat me to it, "here, let me." Malia and her swapped positions and I smiled at her, "thanks, Kira." 

Kira nodded and I caught her smile before I turned forward again, watching Scott and Stiles warm up. I felt Kira gently grab the strands of my hair as she began the french braid, her hands working delicately, careful not to pull too hard. 

I smiled at the feeling, it reminded me of when my mom used to braid my hair when I was little, I'd sit just like I am now. I bit back a sigh as I then thought about Kira. Maybe I was wrong about her liking Scott, I mean, surely she wouldn't be this nice to me if she was trying to steal my boyfriend? Right? 

If she wanted Scott, I think she'd be more... aggressive toward me-- not that Kira is an aggressive person, but she's a badass with a sword, surely she knows what she wants and isn't afraid to get it. She'd probably just be straight up about her crush if she had one.