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When Scott and Stiles come out on the field, I can tell they're definitely intimidated by Liam.

They kind of just stand there in shock, watching Liam catch ball after ball. Then finally, Coach blows the whistle and they all huddle around him. Liam takes off his helmet, smiling.

Coach is yelling things I can't understand, but I see Scott and Stiles looking at each other and back at Liam. They definitely don't like him.

All the players line up in front of the goal, someone I don't know playing goalie. Liam is up first to shoot.

I see Stiles say something to Scott before Liam runs forward and swings his stick, plummeting the ball straight into the net. The whole field goes silent, before cheering. Liam happily jogs to the end of the line.

It's not long before Scott's turn. He looks focused. "Come on, Scott," I say under my breath. I lean in.

He swings his stick just like Liam did, sending the ball flying. It hits net, but not the right net. The goalie catches it easily.

I let out a sigh of disappointment. I like Liam and all, but Scott's my brother. He should be captain.

Stiles, of course, misses his shot too. But that's not a huge surprise. He's never been all that good. But Scott, Scott should have made that shot.

Several more rounds go by, and unfortunately Scott misses every single shot. Liam makes every single shot. I can see Scott growing angrier and angrier.

"Isn't the captain supposed to be one of the best players on the team?" Kira asks desperately. "Or good?"

None of us answer. The shooting is finally over, and Scott tears off his equipment in anger. Coach directs him and Stiles to play defense.

The first boy starts to run at the sound of the whistle. He dodges Stiles, and runs straight into Scott, who knocks him over. I squeal in excitement, as do Malia and Kira.

The same thing happens to the next boy, who runs straight into both of them and falls over. I clap excitedly, and see Coach is happy as well.

Then, it's Liam's turn. Scott and Stiles are utterly determined. And I pray that they don't kill him. Liam begins to run, sprinting past Stiles and almost around Scott when-

He lands on the ground with a crack. Scott flipped him over his shoulder so harshly you would think he was a doll. Mason and I stand up.

"Get up, Liam. Get up." Mason says silently, starting to step down the bleachers. Liam writhes on the ground in pain. All the boys crowd around him, while Coach begins yelling.

"Don't touch him!" He directs, jogging over. Scott and Stiles ignore him, lifting Liam up so his arms are wrapped around their necks.

Mason and I hurry down the bleachers, and rush to him. "Dude are you okay?" Mason questions, out of breath.

"Yeah I'm," Liam's face grimaces in pain. "Im fine."

"We're bringing him to the hospital," Scott tells me. They proceed to walk away. Mason and I look at each other before deciding to follow.

Scott offers to drive Liam, and since he'll take up the whole back seat laying down, Mason has to drive with Stiles.

I sit down in the passenger seat, Liam groaning in pain behind me. I feel awful, he was so good. Now he'll be out the whole season.