Always

Meeting old friends and making new ones ✔️

I was too busy staring at the person in goal to notice Lydia had brought two boys to my side. "What is he like a were-cheetah?" I heard one ask. I turned to look at him shocked.

Was he just saying that as a joke or did he know about the supernatural? I sighed and shook my head. It must have just been a joke. There's no way he knows about werewolves. Beacon hills hasn't become THAT crazy.

"Guys this is Hollow. You probably don't remember her cause she's a few years younger but she used to live in beacon hills." Lydia said to the two guys who I assumed were Scott and Stiles. Lydia did realise we used to be friends right?

"Oh hi I'm Scott." The guy in the white shirt said.
"And I'm Stiles." The one in the grey muttered still looking at the goalie.

"Scott. There's something you should know about little Hollow here." Lydia said patting me on the shoulder.

Scott looked up at Lydia with confusion. "She's an Argent." Lydia said smirking. As soon as those words left her mouth Scott looked at me in disbelief. Then pulled me into a bone crushing hug.

"yeah um Scott little short of breath here." I said patting his back. He pulled back smiling. "So your related to Allison?" He asked his voice breaking. "Yeah. I was... Scotty it's me?" I said a little sad he hadn't remembered his second best friend.

"I'm sorry Hollow. I do know who u are. I'm just shocked. You have very similar features. I didn't think I would see her cute little nose again." He said laughing. I smiled as I turned just in time to see a ball hurdling towards my face. I grabbed it easily.

Perks of having years of hunter training. The guy looked at me with disbelief as he took off his helmet. I looked closer and saw it was actually the guy from this morning.  I quickly grabbed Scott's Lacrosse stick placing the ball in and hurling it back and hitting the guy in balls. I smirked happyily. However a voice disturbed my silent victory.

"Scott? Has she ever played lacrosse!?" Coach yelled from across the other side of the field, eyes wide.

"Uh I don't think so coach?" He said looking at me. I just shook my head. "Well guess what sweetheart. There's a spot in the team just calling your name if u want it!" He screamed back smiling.

I thought about it for a minute. It could be a good idea. I could annoy the boy from earlier.
"Sure!" I screamed back as he started jumping around yelling 'yes'.

"Liam go help her find a lacrosse stick!" Coach yelled. I groaned when I saw that 'Liam' was the guy from earlier. I couldn't tell wether he was angry or scared.

He walked over to me and grabbed my arm dragging me softly towards the locker rooms. Correction. The boys locker rooms. Once we were inside the smell of sweat and dirty laundry made me physically gag.

Liam turned to look at me. "Hey I'm I'm really sorry about this morning. I just, It was an accident. I'm sorry." He said looking down.

"No I'm sorry. Let's just say I couldn't control my anger." I said laughing. He looked at me confused for a second before smiling and walking towards a locker.

"Here you can use my spare stick today." He said handing me a white lacrosse stick. "Thank you." I said taking the stick and twirling it around.

"Are u ready Donatello?" He asked laughing at his joke. "Why of course Master Splinter" I said laughing and walking back out to the lacrosse fields.