I poor my life and soul into this......says boring people, who are boring. AWESOME PEOPLE SAY I DID THIS CAUSE I'M AWESOME LIKE DAT BITCHEZZZZ!!!! okay luv all around...
Stiles was putting on his lacrosse gear when the door to the locker room opened. He looked up to see little Derek standing there, searching for him.
“Oh my god,” Stiles whispers. Little Derek spots Stiles and walks over to him.
“Stiles!”
“What the hell are you doing here!? You should be at the loft!” Stiles hisses trying to ignore the stares he was getting from the rest of the team.
“I came to check on you,”
“I passed out dude I didn't lose a limb! You act like it's not normal!”
“Because it's not!” Little Derek says back.
“Derek, go back to the loft or I swear to god I'll kill you myself!” Stiles hisses.
Derek sighs. “Okay fine, I didn't come to check on you,”
“So then why are you here?”
“Because he said he wanted to see you,” Derek points to the door as it opens, revealing Drex. He salutes to us.
“Oh,” Stiles says sighing.
“Anything you wanna tell me Stiles!?” Derek says, raising his voice.
“Ssshhh!” Stiles says. “Yes, okay I lied about why I passed out but you've gotta listen. He's here to help us,”
“He's one of them Stiles! You can't trust those…..demons!” Derek hisses back.
“I heard my name,” Drex joins into the conversation, smiling.
“Stilinski! Get your ass over here!” Stiles looks at Coach, glaring at him from a distance. Stiles groans.
Stiles runs over to Coach, afraid of what he might say.
“Yeah Coach?”
“Who are they and why are they in my locker room!?”
Stiles sucks in a breath and looks at Drex and Derek. “Uh….Drex and Miguel. They were just…..visiting,”
“Well tell them visiting hours are over!”
Before Stiles can say anything, Coach adds. “Unless they can play lacrosse. My team keeps disappearing to who the hell knows where,” Right when Coach is about to walk out the door, little Derek steps in.
“Actually, I'm a pretty good player myself,” He says.
“No he's not. He sucks,” Stiles tries to contradict.
“So am I actually,” Drex walks up to them also.
“They both suck, so……,” Stiles tries but it's no use.
“Well in that case, get them a jersey and put them on the field!” Coach yells in Stiles' face before walking out the door.
Stiles glares at both of the boys and pushes past them to get them their jerseys.
Once they're on the field, they do some drills.
“Who's jersey is this anyway?” Little Derek asks.
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Fanfiction*this is the 2nd book in the series. the first book is called 'Stand by me (stiam fanfic)' so I suggest you read that one before this one just saying* Grief is the only cure. At least, that's what Stiles believes in. Liam's gone, Mason's captured, a...
