My Brother Is Stiles Stilinski

CHAPTER 11- FIRST ATTACK

STEFFIE'S POV

After we told Stiles that Allison's dad is a werewolf hunter, my

brother just told Scott to focus on lacrosse then we'll just face

the problem later on. They had lacrosse practice today, so I'll be

sitting on the bleachers watching.

"PPPRRRTTT!", coach blew his whistle, signaling the start of

practice. "Let's go! One-o-ones from the top! Jackson, take a long

stick today", coach instructed.

So... That's Jackson Whitemore. My brother hated him so much,

because he's Lydia's boyfriend. He looks kinda hot, but he acts

like a jerk. I saw him take a long stick and went to the center,

looks like he's on defense. Each player tried to cross him to get

to the goal, but nobody succeeds. When its Scott's turn, Jackson

bumped his shoulder to defend the goal. Scott fell down.

"Mccall! Mccall!", coach called. Scott stood up and faces Jackson.

I sense trouble brewing so I tried signaling my brother, but he

didn't see me.

"My grandmother runs faster than you, and she's dead. Do you think

you could run faster than the corpse of my dead grandmother", coach

told Scott. Oh no. That's not a good motivator for Scott. It will

make it worse, maybe he'll shift on the field and make things

worst. I gotta move fast.

STILES'S POV

When I saw Steffie run from the bleachers, I thought she had some

emergency errands to do but looks like its something more...

"Yes coach", I heard Scott.

"I can't hear you", coach said.

"Yes coach", Scott said.

"Mccall's gonna do it again", coach chanted.

Scott did his second shot at Jackson. They collided and Jackson

fell down, so as Scott. I rushed beside him knowing what was going

on him. He's going to shift right in the middle of the field. So I

rushed him in our locker room, finding Steffie already there. Seems

like she already knew.

"How'd you knew?", I asked.

"I heard Coach Finstock's pep talk, not good for Scott's mood", she

said.

"Come on we need to hurry", I said and carry Scott in the locker

room.

"Ok Scott...", Steffie tried to say.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!", he yelled. his eyes turned yellow.

Steffie panicked and began to run away as far as possible. I also

run for my dear life, but Scott's really fast that he caught me.

"Stiles, quick", Steffie said and hand me a fire extinguisher.

"What am I suppose to do with it?", I asked.

"Fire it at Scott", she replied.

"What?!", I said, still panicking.

"Idiot. Hand it over", she said and fired it at Scott.

Scott came back to his original self after a dose of fire

extinguisher.

"Stiles, Steffie. What happen?", he asked.

"You just turned into wolf", Steffie replied.

"How come you're still alive?", he asked.

"Because Steffie used this one to stop you", I said, showing the

can of fire extinguisher.

"Thanks guys", Scott said.

"Scott, you can't play this Saturday's game", Steffie said.

"Why?", he asked.

"Because of your anger. Your pulse. It turns you into wolf", I

explained.

"But I'm first line", he said.

"Not anymore", I said.

"Come on let's get outta here, before they noticed the fire

extinguisher's gone", Steffie said.

We left the locker room, leaving the empty can of the extinguisher.

Like nothing happened in there.