𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 | ❝ can't hold myself responsible so I blame the metaphysical ❞
OR
Juliet Crawford has blended into the background her whole life but might now just be finding herself front and center when a whole new world is uncovered. Oh, and...
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(o4.) WEREWOLVES AND PARTIES
Juliet didn't know how she'd been convinced to come to yet another sporting event. Especially when it was only day two of tryouts. She wanted to reiterate and make it very clear that she hated sports. And while Stiles and Scott both played lacrosse (kind of) it was not exempt.
Though, Juliet did have to admit that after Scott showcased his new found abilities, she was intrigued to see how he would do today. So, she sat on the bleachers once more waiting for the tryouts to start.
Juliet watched as Stiles ran up to Scott from behind her, the other boy not wanting to hear it as he shrugged Stiles off in order to listen to coach. Stiles sent Juliet a worried look before he too went off to listen to coach, signaling that something was not right.
Juliets worry grew as she watched the boys, wanting Stiles on the bench as soon as possible to see what was wrong. But her attention was moved once she watched her sister walking over to the bleachers with Allison and Annabeth.
Allison slightly waved to Scott before the three took their seats semi close to Juliet once more. Juliet tried looking away as to not show she had been watching them, but Annabeth had caught her gaze and was instantly in Gwens ear, who just frowned and kept watching the tryouts.
Juliet sighed and also looked back, watching as the guys began screaming and jumping around. They began to scrimmage and soon enough the ball was in Scott's stick and he was ready run. Well, until Jackson body slammed him onto the ground.
The scrimmaging continued, Stiles sitting on the bench watching Scott closely, who went face to face with Jackson at the drawl before swiping the ball away and running. He dodged as other players tried to stop him, twisting around people as well until finally Scott flipped over three people and shot the ball, making it.
Juliets mouth fell open, shocked at her friends new athletic abilities that definitely did not come from practicing. And while Scott celebrated, Stiles and Juliet made very concerned eye contact to each other.
"What was that?" Juliet mouthed, eyes wide. Stiles shook his head. "I might have an idea." Juliet nodded, hoping to hear his idea soon before she looked over to see coach smiling at Scott, listening as he told Scott he was now on first line.
Everyone cheered for the boy as Stiles just continued to sit shocked, Juliet slowly standing to clap as well. It seemed Scott had gotten what he wanted, but now the question was how did he do it.
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Juliet sat on Stiles' bed as he researched heavily into lycanthropy. It seemed wolf fur had been found on half of the body, meaning that he believed his joke theory a lot more than he once did. And Scott might have been right when he said he was but by a wolf, Juliet just hoped it was the regular kind.
