CHAPTER 7- FIRST LINE

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STILES'S POV

Today we have lacrosse tryouts, the day Scott's been looking forward to. The day he will be part of first line.

"Scott! Scott, wait up!", I said, out of breath.
"Man, I'm playing the first elimination, can it wait", he said.
"No, no. I heard my dad on the phone, they got some forensics from LA. They said; they got animal hair from the body in the woods", I said.
"Look, I gotta go", he said, leaving.
"No, wait you're not gonna believe what did it...", I said, running after him. "It was a wolf...", I added behind his back.

We heard coach's whistle, signalung the start of eliminations for first line.

"Let's go! Gather around. Bring it in. Come on, come on", Coach Finstock said. I saw Scott waving at Allison Argent. "McCall, you got something to say?", Coach asked.
"What?", Scott asked, confused.
"You raised your hand, you got question?", coach asked again.
"Oh, I was just... Nothing", Scott said, uneasy.
Coach looked at him like he was a freak, but still continues his usual pep talks.
"Ok. You know how this goes. If you don't make the cut, you're most likely be sitting on the bench for the rest of the season. But if you make the cut, you're gonna play. Your parents will be proud of you. Your girlfriend's gonna love you, huh. Everything else is... Cream cheese. Now get out there and show me what you got", coach said.

Now, I'm gonna show coach everything Scott and I practiced over the summer.

STEFFIE'S POV

I can't believe it! I'm watching my brother's lacrimosse practice for first line. Seeing everyone's excited about it. So as Scott. And here they are, on the field.

"GO STILES! GO SCOTT! WOOHH!", I yelled.

I saw both of them wave at me, but there's different about Scott. It seems like he's waving to the girl beside me.

"Are you Stiles's girlfriend?", the girl asked me.
"Nope", I answered.
"Hi Steffie! I can't believe you're also here", Lydia said.
"You know her Lydia?", the girl asked Lydia.
"She's the sheriff's daughter and younger sister of Stilinski", Lydia said.
"Oh, I'm Allison Argent", the girl said.
"I'm Steffie Stilinski", I said and shook her hand.
"Prrrrtttt!", the whistle rang, signaling the start of practice.

Scott really did show off his skills, leaving my brother breathless. My god... My brother do really suck in this game. Wonder why he still join the team. Coach Finstock called Scott over. After whatever coach told Scott, it gave a lot of joy to him. Maybe I'll ask Stiles about it later.

"Stiles, what happen to your practice? Did you make it to first line?", I asked.
"I didn't but Scott did", he replied.
"Oh... That's nice. Congratulations Scott", I said.
"Thanks Steffie", Scott said.
"We need to go. Bye Scott", Stiles said.

I don't understand Stiles. Why's he in a hurry? Maybe he's hurt about not getting in first line... Now I'm really confused...


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