Teen Wolf: Alexis McCall

Battlefield.

Alexis's POV

I sit at my computer as I hear my window open but don't bother looking as I know who it is. "What are you looking at?" Isaac asks me. "Porn." I tell him and he chuckles sarcastically as I look back at him as he sits down on my bed.

"No, I need a new pocket knife. Derek lost my old one at the station. And I'm looking up things on connections between werewolves because of me and Scott." I tell him and he nods. "You find anything out yet?" He asks and I shake my head. "Nope." I say and he sighs softly.

"We're...friends, right?" He asks and I look at him in amusement. "You've been staying here almost every night since I found out about Matt taking pictures of me...so, I'd say we're definitely more than friends." I say and he nods. "Good, 'cause I was kinda hoping I could get your advice." He says making me raise my eyebrow. "What is it?" I ask.

"Erica and Boyd are leaving tonight. During the game." He tells me and I sigh. "And you're thinking about going with them, aren't you?" I ask and he shrugs, looking down. "That's what I wanted your advice on. Part of me wants to go with them, the other wants to stay." He says and I nod slightly. "Would I be selfish if I said I didn't want you to go?" I ask making him look at me.

"But you can't let me decide that for you. If you want to go and find a better pack, live a life with less supernatural drama, then do it. Don't let me hold you back." I say and he sighs. "Maybe I was hoping you'd hold me back." He says and I stare at him. "Then don't go." I say in a slight whisper. "I don't want you to go. I quite like having you around even though you can be annoying sometimes." I say making him chuckle.

"I should probably get going." He says as he gets up and walks to my window, making me stand up. "If you really want, then leave and live your life." I say as he climbs out of my window before turning to me and I smile at him. "But if you stay, I'll let you take me on a date." I say making him smile. "See you at the game." I say before closing my window and shutting my curtains.

A few minutes later, my door open to reveal Lydia standing nervously in my doorway. "I did something the other night...something and and I really need someone to talk to." She tells me and I nod slightly. "I think it's time I finally tell you everything. And I mean everything."

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Me and Lydia walk up to the lacrosse field and glance around. "We can go sit with mom and Noah." I tell her. Lydia starts to walk over and I go to follow when Stiles suddenly runs over to me with his helmet and lacrosse stick, grabbing my arm.

"I'm playing." He tells me making my eyes widen. "You're playing?!" I ask and he nods excitedly. "I'm playing." He repeats and I let out a happy laugh. "Holy shit!" I say and he smiles widely at me. "You should probably get out there." I tell him and he nods. "Yes! Right!" He says before pecking my cheek and running off.

"Good luck!" I call out before I walk over to where mom is sat next to Noah, and sit down in front of them. "Oh no...why is my son running out onto the field?" Noah asks and I chuckle. "Because he's on the team." Mom said slowly.

"He is?" Noah asks making me laugh and nod. "He's on the team...he's on the field. My son's on the field!" Noah yells proudly as he stands up. The crowd on the bleachers all look up at Noah. With a huge smile on his face, he quietly sits back down.

I gaze out onto the field watching Stiles look up in shock as the ball lands right in the pocket of his lacrosse stick. Before he can even turn around, a player rams into him. The sound of crushing pads brings audible groans from the crowd. "He's never played before. He just needs a little warm up." I say, trying to stay hopeful.