Chapter 66: Broken Ankle

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[BROKEN ANKLE]"I didn't mean to hurt youyou didn't mean to show me how"

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[BROKEN ANKLE]
"I didn't mean to hurt you
you didn't mean to show me how"

Song: The Clutch - Palehound

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     The day after they fought the berserkers and Peter was robbed they had lacrosse and cheerleading tryouts. Aaliyah didn't have to try out because she's been in the team for so long, but a few of the girls decided to hang out while the lacrosse team practiced. Aaliyah set her water bottle into the bench and went to talk to her brother before practice began. Two weeks ago he had been expelled from his previous school, a prep school. A week later he started attending Beacon Hills High again. "Hey, Liam." She walked up to him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I was just gonna say good luck at tryouts. But I'm pretty sure you're already better than everyone else." Aaliyah had spent months helping him practice.

"Even better than Scott?"

"Way better than Scott. Don't tell him I said that. Speaking of Scott." Aaliyah pointed towards her friends walking in by the bleachers, "gotta go." She walked away from her brother to Scott, Issac, and Stiles standing by the bleachers. "Hey."

"Hi." Stiles smiled at his girlfriend. "Did you tell Argent yet?" He asked.

"Yeah, I texted him but he hasn't gotten back yet."

"You told him that his sister came back from the dead over a text?" Stiles perplexed.

"Yeah. So what?"

"Wouldn't that be better to do over a call?" Scott reiterated.

"I don't have the money to call France." Aaliyah defended.

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