Part of the Pack *stiles stilinski*

The Game

It was the day of the game, and I was currently sitting on the couch watching television, and eating popcorn. I was laying down in sweatpants and a tank top with my hair tied up in a bun. I didn't have the energy to move. I hardly had the energy to move my hand from the popcorn bowl to my mouth. I was watching the American Horror Story marathon. I have been watching it all day. The game starts in two hours, I think. I don't even remember. I don't know why I was so lazy today. I just got up this morning, read Stiles' texts, ate some food, and then planted my butt on the couch for this marathon. My dad has been out all day, so he wasn't here to yell at me to be more productive. My phone buzzed, and I didn't feel like getting it, but I saw Allison's name flash up on the screen. I reached over to grab it off the coffee table and read her text message.

From: Alli

you will not believe what just happened

To: Alli

try me

From: Alli

MY DAD JUST HIT SCOTT WITH HIS CAR

To: Alli

WHAT WHY

From: Alli

SCOTT CAME OVER TO TALK TO ME BUT MY DAD DIDNT SEE HIM IN THE DRIVE WAY AND HIT HIM

To: Alli

HOLY CRAP IS HE OKAY

From: Alli

YEAH HE'S FINE BUT YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S NOT FINE?!

To: Alli

Thank God he's okay but what's not fine?

From: Alli

AFTER I HELPED SCOTT ME AND HIM WERE TALKING AND MY DAD WAS INTERRUPTED US SAYING THAT HE'S COMING TO THE GAME TONIGHT

To: Alli

oh jeez

From: Alli

btw are u coming tonight?

To: Alli

yeah when does it start?

From: Alli

starts at 8 my dad will pick you up at 7:30

To: Alli

gotcha! see ya then

I put my phone down and checked the time on the clock hanging on the wall. It's 6:55. I should start getting ready, shouldn't I? I sighed. I really didn't feel like getting up. I grabbed my phone just as it went off.

From: Stiles

you're coming tonight right?

To: Stiles

mhm

From: Stiles

great i'll see you there ;)

I grinned, and turned off the television. I left the popcorn on the coffee table, and headed up to the bathroom to take a shower. I washed up, and then got out. I stepped out of the shower and shivered.

"Jesus, I mumbled. "Why is it so cold?"

I dried off quickly, and made my way to my room. It was just a lacrosse game. I didn't need to get all dressed up. I put on some skinny jeans and a black tank top. I slipped on an over-sized sweater, and then put on my Vans. I grabbed my brush off of my nightstand and brushed out my hair until it looked decent. My phone went off.