September 3, 09.00am



Tamara stood with the time schedule in one hand and her phone in the other and her backpack on her back, where in the wold was she supposed to go? She missed her old friends at her old school and everything else, so far she had not one friend and that was kind of a little lonely, but it was just her first day so she hoped she would make some friends. She gave out a small sigh and walked over to her locker and laid her forehead against it. “Stupid school” she then said slowly, this place seemed kind of dull well maybe not dull but what did people do here for fun? As a hand was placed on her shoulder she jumped and turned around to see a boy looking at her. “Uhu... hi” she then got out and tried to give him a small smile, she guessed the smile wasn't her best, but she tried. “Oh.. your that dude... you know the one that is supposed to show me around? Buddy system or something?” Okay so maybe she had been in a different place and school for to long.

Stiles had just closed his locker, his book in his hand, when he spotted a girl on the other side of the hallway. She looked lost, and it didn't help any when she put her face up against the locker. Oh, this couldn't be good... Sighing and running a hand through his hair, Stiles knew it would not be good. But oh well, he couldn't just let the poor girl to herself. 

With quick steps he walks up to her and puts a hand on her shoulder. She turns around and starts rambling about a buddy system. "Uh no, sorry. Looks like they have ditched you.... But if you need help, I could show you where to go? What class are you supposed to be in? Do you have a time table or anything?" 

"I'm Stiles, by the way," he adds as an afterthought. 

Tamara gave out an sigh as he said that they had ditched her. “Of course they have.. who wants to hang out with the new girl.....oh uhu... thanks” she then said and gave him an smile as he offered her some help.

“oh yeah the time table.. stupid me... “ she then said with an laugh and grabbed a hold of the time table from her back pack. “Oh I have history next... then gym..... ugh I hate running” she then said and made an face. “And at some point we have lunch right?” she then asked and looked at him before her stomach gave out a small growl.

“That was my stomach.. sorry” she then said and gave out a small nerves laugh, what in the world was she so nerves about either way? He was just a nice boy that had talked to her, well he was the first person without of the principal though, that had talked to her. “Hi Stiiles.... I'm Tamara” she then said and held out her hand to him.

"Uh, if I can have a look at your time table? It's supposed to say what room you need to go to. Because there's more than one history room..." The school was pretty big, after all. Maybe this girl just wasn't used to big schools. For all he knew, she could come from one of those tiny schools who barely had a hundred students. "The locker rooms for PE are in the basement, those are pretty easy to find, but there's two different History rooms. And you probably have lunch after P.E." 

Taking her hand, Stiles shook it. "It's nice to meet you." He looked her up and down. She was pretty, there was no denying that, and if she just knew when to keep her mouth shut, she'd do good with the popular crowd, Stiles was sure. 

Tamera looks at the boy as he once again asked for her time table, “oh sorry” she then said before she started to rummage trough her back pack for it, “here it is” she then said with an big smile and handed it over to him. She listened to him explain and for a moment she got unsure, oh god what if she went the wrong way. “Uhu... where is the basement? I've been here and in science class I think... and the principles office.” she then said slowly as she tried to remember what she had after she had been in the principles office.

“Nice to meet you too...I'm sorry I'm usually not this chatty, but you are the first person that have talked to me in all day... and am really nervous.” She then said and played a little with her necklace. “I'll try to keep my talking to an minimum... yeah!” she then said mostly to herself.

She just hoped the boy wouldn't just tell her were to go then leave, “I promise that the next time we meet, then I will pretty much be more normal.” She then said with an nervous laugh. 'okay, shut up already Tamara' she then shouted to herself in her head, the boy was being nice and all she did was talk and talk and talk. “It's just, I've lived in an old Indian reservation all my life with a class of about ten people and a school with around 150 students, so all this (gesturing around the school) Kind of scares me” she then said with so much honesty that she could.

Stiles accepts the timetable from Tamara and looks at it for a moment before figuring out which of the History rooms she needs to be in. "Oh, the basement is easy to find, there's like three staircases that leads down there." He looks to his left and points down the hallway. "There's one staircase at the end of the hall, and the other two are also easy to find. One of them are right by the principal's office, actually. So since you've been there it shouldn't be too hard to find it for you...."

"First person? Really?... Oh, well I don't mind. People don't usually get to talk a lot around me, because I kind of ramble a lot. Usually at the wrong time, soo..." Stiles handed her timetable back to the brunette. "Oh wow, that's a small school..." Stiles gapes a little as she tells him about her previous school. "I'm not sure I'd survive something like that. Even though maybe I'd be more popular, hmm..." He thinks hard for a minute. "Nah, I doubt it. Not when I'm like, at the bottom of the food chain here. Even though I now kind of know one of the popular girls." His mind goes to Lydia for a moment. Yes, they're kind of friends. Stiles would say so, what she think though is another thing. She probably wouldn't even acknowledge his existence if it hadn't been for Scott and Allison.