ᴮᵃᵈ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ? || ᴸⁱᵃᵐ ᴰᵘⁿᵇᵃʳ || ᵀᵂ

𝟬𝟬𝟴. 𝗚𝗨𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗜'𝗠 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗

Stiles, Scott and I were walking towards practice. Me, because I'm always bored and like to watch and they play of course.

After we found out money has been stolen out of the Hale vault we left. Kira and Scott were fighting berserkers, but when we arrived they were already gone.

Right now Scott was questioning whether he's gonna be captain or not. "Of course you're still the team captain," Stiles says and we are almost on the field.

"You got your grades up like coach told you right?" He asks and Scott nods. "Yeah. But he never told me I was back on the team, he just told me to show up at tryouts today," Scott explains worried and I shrug.

"Well, it's not like there's anyone better than you, unless there are people you know, too," I say referring to the supernatural. Unlike them, I don't talk about it much and loudly in public.

"We got bigger things to deal with anyway," Stiles says and I frown. "Did you tell Argent yet?" He asks and I look at Scott. If my brother called me saying "yo, your sister is still alive" I would not appreciate it.

"Ah, I texted him but he didn't get back to me," Scott says and I let out a disappointed sigh. "You told him his sister Kate came back from the dead over a text?" I ask concerned he actually did it and the lame reply I got was "I didn't have the money to call France,"

I let out a deep sigh and shake my head. "You could've just asked me," I say and he shrugs. "Yeah you think you got money problems? Try paying for an MRI and a visit to Eichen House," he says and I look down. "Another notice?" Scott asks and Stiles sighs. "Yeah this one said 'final,'" I look down, not knowing how to help.

"Now what the hell are we even doing here anyway we got like, 117 million problems and worrying about our status on the Lacrosse team is not one of them," Stiles says and I roll my eyes, he's right, but still.

"It's weird because it's sort of their problem. Once they figured out who did it we can help," I say, but they stopped listening to me. "It is now,"

We all stare at the kid, who looks damn familair catch almost every ball that the players throw at him, since he's the keeper and all. Stiles looks at Scott before looking at me and then back at the kid.

"Who the hell is that?" He asks and I smile. "Better than you, obviously," I say and he takes his helmet off and my smile fades away. "Nice Liam, you might be our first ever freshman captain,"

I stand there, flabbergasted as I am looking at my ex, who is supposed to be at another school. "Maybe we should just practice a little bit," I don't do anything, I just stand there.

"Wait-" Scott says when Stiles starts walking and he runs after him, while I just stare at Liam. "That's my ex," I whisper and finally look away. Oh God. No fucking way. "Fucking hell," I groan and sigh.

While they were training I thought of things I'd yell at him. He knows I go to this school and he goes here anyway? I don't want to be anywhere near him but of course he's making it so hard for me.

I saw that Scott and Stiles didn't like it too, he's good, I'll give him that, but not that good. Okay, maybe he is. So what? It's not like Scott isn't better than him.

After practice, now that's where the interesting part begins. "I'm coming," I say simply, walking with Scott and Stiles to the boys changing room. "Uh, no," Stiles says and I chuckle. "Funny," I roll my eyes and we enter the changing room.

"Skye-" Scott tries, but I look at him. "Shut up," is all I say before we approach Liam. We trapped him, so he isn't able to run. Evil laugh.

"Hey Liam," Stiles says and frowns. "Want to explain what that was out there?" He continues and Liam finally notices me, not saying anything to me, but answering the question. "What do you mean?" Liam asks genuinely confused, looking between us three.

"That little display, your little circus act," Stiles continues and Liam looks at me. "What circus act?" I roll my eyes at him and look back at Stiles. "You caught every shot,"

"I was in goal," he says and I snort, smirking slightly at his sarcasm. "Yeah, but nothing, not a single shot got past you," Stiles says getting frustrated. "Yeah, I was the goalie," he says and I look at Scott.

"You guys played this game before?" He asks and Stiles grunts, making me smile. "I can kill him for you, stab him in the neck and no one will know, just say the word," I say looking at Liam, seeing something shift in his eyes.

Before he can say something back Scott beats him to it. "No," he says to me and continues to speak. "You're a freshman, right?" He asks and Liam nods. "Yeah," he answers honestly.

"But you weren't here last semester," Stiles didn't ask, it was more like a statement. "I transferred from Devenford Prep," he says and Scott looks at me. "You transferred?" He asks and Stiles looks at me, making faces that is supposed to mean something.

I raise my eyebrows at him and shake my head slightly, meaning I don't understand. "No, you got kicked out, didn't you?" Scott asks and Liam's mouth opens slightly and I can see he's getting nervous.

"Oh my God," I say realising Scott is right. "You got kicked out! Ha," I say and look at Stiles. "All right, look, kicked out, transferred, what do you guys care?" He asks getting pissed. "I came here to play Lacrosse," he says and I scoff. "And you go to the school I am in? There are hundreds, hundreds of Lacrosse teams spread in America, why didn't you just go there!" I say and he just looks at him, probably holding his tongue back by giving me a snarky reply.

"The team could use a few good players, right?" Liam asks and both Stiles and I say "no," while I give an eye roll Stiles continues. "No, we don't need ant more good players," he says and I nod in agreement. "Actually we could sort of use a couple," Scott says and there was a silence that was uncomfortable, so Stiles decided to break it.

"Okay, how'd you get this good? Have you always been this good? Or did it suddenly happen just once over night?" He asks and I hold my breathe, shaking my head amused, he's seriously not thinking Liam could be a werewolf, is he?

"Have you ever been out in the middle of the woods during the night of a full m-" Stiles gets interrupted by Scott. "Stiles!" He says in a warning and I look at Liam, who starts to move his annoying mouth again.

"Look, I learned from my stepfather, al right? He made team captain when he was a sophomore, like you," he says and Scott nods, almost admired.

He grabs his stuff while looking at me, smiling. "And yeah, I guess I'm just that good," he says and walks away. My mouth opens slightly, taken bake by his tone. "I'm gonna murder him," I say and walk after him.

Scott stops me and chuckles. "He wasn't lying that time and neither were you,"

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