Losers~||S.M F.F||~

52

I was at the blenchers next to Scott nad Kira. They turned the lights on as I looked around the feild.

"Shouldn't we do something now?" Kira asked, glancing at Gerret. I glanced at him too and grimaced.

"I mean, we can't. We're still not really sure if it's really him. And if we're wrong, then the real assassin gets away" Scott said.

Kira's leg was bouncing up and down of nervousness as I looked at her.

"He. Nervous?" I asked.

"About someone trying to kill us? Or about playing my first game?" she asked back.

"Try both" I said with a chuckle.

"Definitely both"

"Hey, dad, you're suppoused to be here. Where the hell are you?" Stiles asked, pulling phone closer to his ear and tossing his lacrosse stick on me, what I caught perfectly. Low key pround on mysef. "Okay, okay"

He sat next to me, pulling the bag down and I gave him his stick as I looked at the other team shirtless. Well, I can't say they're not hot or anything, but I I'm not gonna say it. I glanced at Scott who were looking at me and then at the other team again.

"Jealouse?" I asked, teasingly.

"No" he said quickly.

"Aha, of course" I said pulling my hands up in defence.

"Stop it, I'm really not" he chuckled.

"Alright, so if you're not then you won't mind me looking a little longer--"

"Anna, come on" Scott groaned.

"Okay, I won't look" I said as I was still looking at him.

"Guys, can you have this romantic shit somewhere else? Get a room you two" Stiles said ruining the moment.

"Can I hit him?"

"No, Anna, do not" Scott warned.

"Let's go, come on!" Coach yelled.

I grabbed my helmet and ran with Scott, Stiles and Kira on the feild with other players.

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We started and Devenford already scored a goal. Me, Scott, Stiles and Kira were talking to each other as I glanced at Gerrett and saw him looking at me and Scott.

Scott and Liam got pushed down and Brett the brat, scored another goal. I groaned, taking off my helmet and angrily stared with Liam at the guys. We started running, but Scott and Stiles held us. 

If they wouldn't, I'll probably break his jaw and spine. But sadly they did. Brett could be hot, however he wanted, the anger inside of me would change the hotness or whatever it is. But something about his smell was...... wierd. Probably didn't showered.

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I started running and yelling for Kira to run as Stiles passed her the ball.

"Run, Kira! Run!" Stiles yelled.

"Kira, don't stop running!" I yelled.

She started running as she passed by every single player in her way. I was near her and had an open shot and Coach seems to notice that as well. But, she also had an open shot.

"Pass it! Kira, pass the ball! Anna's there!" Coach yelled. 

She threw the ball and I screamed in joy when I saw that she scored. The crowd was cheering as well.

"Yukimura!" Coach yelled. "Get over here!"

She ran to him, taking her helmet off to talk. "Take a seat. You're benched for the rest of the game"