-Dad, it's not my fault that Stiles doesn't pay attention! - I yelled when he blamed me for taking him out of school early.
-I shouldn't go for the early one- I complain
-I should if your teachers call me, when neither you nor mom answer -
-I'm busy working!!! -
-You always are!!! And mom is never with us!!! -
-Don't talk about your mother, she's sick!!- he shouted
-She doesn't look like she is when she yells at Stiles!!- I said and seconds later I felt my cheek hurt when I brought my hand to her and it burned at my touch.
-daughter I/- try to continue
-Andy...- Stiles interrupted entering the kitchen
-What's up, puppy? - I said, giving him a warm smile while wiping away some treacherous tears.
—You said we would watch Star Wars -
-Sorry puppy, I can't do it now, go up and put on your pajamas, I'll be up in a minute...- I said covering my red cheek
After losing sight of Stiles, dad spoke again.
-Your mother is sick and I work all day, I just ask that you take care of your brother- he said softly.
-Good night....- I finished to go up to Stiles' room
....
-Dad got mad because I didn't go to school?- I asked.
-No, he got mad because I missed math class...- I said
-Your cheek is red! - he said.
-I hit the door- I apologized
-And you expect me to believe it? - he asked looking at me
-Yes, that's what I hope...- I said giving him a smile
-I love you Andy...- he said
-And I love you, puppy, and I will always take care of you- I exclaimed.
Then we fell asleep hugging each other, it was as if he thought that his sister would disappear the next morning and vice versa...
The next morning
I was back at school, sleeping when someone tapped my shoulder.
-You should pay attention...- he warned
-And you should mind your own business Hale- I said.
-I'm just being nice...- he said in a gentle tone
-Mr. Hale, Miss Stilinski, do you have anything to say to the class? - said the teacher.
-no/no- we answered at the same time
...
-Hey can I ask you a question? - I asked
-No, why are you talking to me about all this? - I said, the only times we talk is to insult each other
-I'll do it anyway- he said
-What did you talk about yesterday with Peter? - I finish.
-Peter? - I asked, trying to remember who he was.
-Yes, Peter....my uncle- he said.
-ahh loud, blue eyes...yes- I paused
-It's not your interest...- I finished to lean back on my backpack.
-Why do you ask?- I finished.
-I wonder about you- he said
What? But he would ask about me, we don't even know each other.
One way or the other...
Classes have already ended, I was about to get on my bike when I saw a beautiful car parked outside the school, I was stunned looking at it
-Nice car, huh? - said a girl next to me
-It is...- I said
-I'm Page- he said extending his hand
-Andrea - I finished to shake her hand
"And I'm Derek," he said in surprise, putting his hand on ours.
-Get out of here, hale...- he ordered
-Oh come on Stilinski, why are you so aggressive- he said
-Oh, you don't want to meet me, aggressive - I warned.
-Forgive my nephew, he's a bit loud- said the blue-eyed man behind him
-Sorry, my uncle, he should stay in the car when he picks me up- she complained.
-I have to go - Page informed and then left.
-I'm leaving too...- I said
-We can take you if you want, - said Peter to which Derek and I looked at each other doubtfully.
-Thanks but no thanks, I have to go get my brother and I'm bringing my bike - excuse me
-We can put it in the trunk-" I looked back at Derek for him to say something, but he just looked at me, exhausted.
- Please, we don't bite! - he said, to which Derek gave a laugh that I didn't understand.
-Okay Hale, thanks - I said as I got into his car, which was a nicer car on the inside.
...
- Cute, isn't it? - Peter asked Stiles who was surprised.
-Yes it is, right Andy? -
-yes, it is, puppy-
-and where to?-
-at the end of the street on the left, -
When we got home, Stiles didn't want to get out of the car.
-Stiles please. Come down- I begged for the second time
-But it's very nice in here-
-If you want, I can take you to school tomorrow...- Peter interrupted.
-No, thanks...Stiles come down now or there will be no dessert for dinner - I warned to which he obeyed
Peter walked us to the door as he "wanted to make sure we got in"
-Thanks for bringing us...-
-No need to, whenever you want I can take them wherever you want-
-it won't be necessary but thanks-
A horn sounded, it was Derek waiting in the car
-goodbye nameless girl-
-Bye Derek uncle- I said with a smile not knowing that in a few minutes it would be erased.