Teen Wolf: New Moon Rising

1.5 Homicidal Hormones

Third Person POV

After the whole full moon/Derek disaster and him saving the boys from the hunters, Derek decided to leave Morgan and Scott in the middle of the woods to figure out there own way home. Thankfully Morgan still had his phone and Scott called Stiles who gave both the boys a ride home after nagging and grilling them for information about what happend.

Now there at lacross practice after a very boaring day at school and Scott had a minor melt down in the locker room befor emerging nervous as hell. Morgan on the other hand seems to be hanndeling things okay from the outside as far as anyone could tell.

As Scott was walking out he saw nothing but smiles on the Morgans face as he was doing some drills with the rest of the team which made him feel a little better. He could'nt help but stare at Morgan with a small smile.

Morgans POV

I noticed Scott as soon as he came onto the field. I could see how nervous he was and it kinda wasn't helping me. I've been trying to block out everything about last night but it wasn't really working. I just kept my smile on my face and walked over to the starting line. I walked over to Scott in the line up and saw he had a small smile himself. He seemed less anxious an definetly looked a bit happier.

"Hey Scott." I said. "You llok like you dealing okay with everything that happened." I said in a wisper getting behind him in the line.

"I'm not actually. But your smile is pretty contagious, maby you should get it checked." Scott taking a moment to register what he said started to blush an look embarrassed.

"What can I say puppy eyes." I said before leaning in over his shoulder befor wispering. "I live to please." I added making him blush even harder. I couldn't help but start laughing.

"Well then-" Scott was cut off by Coaches whistle, "McCall your up, get moving!" The old grump of a man yelled snapping both of our attention to the field. Thats when I saw thay Jackson was point guard a few meters infront of the goal.

"Good luck." I said.

"Yair." Scott said meekly before running down to the goal to score. Jackson ended up flattening him on the ground with full body barge.

"You sure you still want to be first line." Jackson said in a wisper to Scott but I heard it clear as day. I just rolled my eyes at the assholes antics and sent him a death glair. Jackson noticed an smirked at me before he winked making me even more annoyed.

Coach blew that whistel of his befor laughing with sarcasim as he walked to a hunched over Scott who was breathing heavily.

"McCall! My grandmother can move faster then that, and shes dead." Coach deadpaned. He Kneel down colser to Scott. "Do you think you can move faster then the corpse of my dead grandmother?" Coach asked sarcastically.

I could hear a loud thumping again like what happend at Lydias party. It was getting faster. I looked at Scott and I finally released it was his heart beat.

"Yes coach." Scott huffed out.

"Sorry what was that McCall. I can't hear you?" Coach asked in his usual sarcastic tone.

"Yes coach!" Scoot yelled out.

"Good. McCalls gonna do it again, McCalls gonnd do it again!" Coach yelled as Scott moved back to the front of the line.

"You okay?" I asked putting a hand on Scotts shoulder trying to comfort him. I however got low deep growl as a response. Before I could even do anything Scott began to charged.