Inspired by the Tv show of the same name.
This is the story of 9 high school students from around the country, who have been sent to Beacon of Hope, a boarding school for 'at risk' teens. They each have a past as well as closely guarded secrets and...
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"Keep moving, team! If you want to get up the mountain and back down before the sun sets, we need to pick up the pace!" Melissa shouted to everyone.
Stiles had no clue why, it was only one person holding them up. Since they left the school two hours ago, Lydia had complained loudly about how her feet hurt, her stomach ached, she wasn't feeling well, and so forth. Even Kira was doing a better job of keeping up and it was only her sixth day at Beacon of Hope, and this was her first official trip into the woods.
The best part, Stiles thought, about Lydia's complaints was that neither Derek nor Jackson seemed to be babying her over them. The two were actually kind of ignoring her and choosing instead to talk about lacrosse plays. Was that official? Were they really going to form a lacrosse team?
"I can't do this!" Lydia said for the hundredth time that morning. The small girl clutched her stomach dramatically. "My ovaries hurt! Ugh. Why can't we just take 'em out until we need them!"
Melissa paused in her step. As a woman, maybe she sympathized? Kira didn't as she told Lydia to stop bringing their gender down, while Jackson told her to stop complaining and even went so far as to call her 'twig', but the usual nickname was said with more malice this time. Erica loudly questioned if she ate all of her breakfast, and then suggested that perhaps she didn't keep it down for long.
But rather than responding to her peers' insistence and complaints, Lydia sat on a nearby boulder and refused to get up. Everyone passed by her, except Melissa. The two talked privately for a minute.
"So." Stiles nudged Derek, boldly. "Is there any room on the team for a skinny kid like me?"
"No!" Jackson said immediately.
"Well, are you fast? We will need a lot of muscle to block the opposition, but we also need speed and people who can score," Derek told him with a smile.
Stiles thought about it. He probably wasn't fast enough, but shrugged just the same.
"I'm trying out!" Kira told them all brightly. "I've actually played before too, unlike any of you," She added teasingly.
Scott perked up. "That's great! You can teach us, then!"
Stiles hadn't missed how Scott had shown some interest in the new girl. It was difficult to compare it to his crush on Allison as she was still out with her hurt ankle. Now that he thought about it, missing out on stuff like this had to be killing the poor girl. Lydia was her best friend, and Isaac and Scott were probably close seconds.
