Chapter 9

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Dylan's Pov

Here comes the moment of truth. To see if I'm still good at Lacrosse. I haven't played in a couple of years so I'm fearful of my results. Scott thinks I'm going to do fine and Holland just shrugged, not knowing how all this is going to end.
Someone suddenly blows the whistle catching all of ours attention.

"Alright, listen up! I've got a series of tests that I'm going to put you through to see which of you lackeys deserve to be on my team!" Coach yells out. All of the people trying out rush to where we were gathering up. I was the first one there which got me a pat on the back from coach.  "Here's what we got for the first 30 minutes. Five laps around the field, 30 push ups, and 30 sit ups. GO!" We were off. Scott and Liam took the lead but I was in a close third place between myself and some tan guy. I don't know these people's names, don't judge me! About half way through the work out I start to get use to the work, allowing me to pick up my pace. I am literally right there with Scott and Liam, who is seriously confused.

"Hey ladies." I laugh, going into my sit-ups. Liam is looking dumbfounded at me every chance he gets. I guess Stiles isn't athletic, just like the character version. This is the best thing ever. Well aside from the downside that I can't get home. I'm sure I'll get back there eventually. I'll find a way back to my friends and family. These supernatural people have way far beyond imagining.

"Wow, you're really doing good today, Stiles. What the hell kind of steroids are you taking to get this fit so fast?" Liam laughs half way through the sit-ups.

"I'm not taking anything." I chuckle back, finishing my last sit-up.

"They how are you better?" He asks, getting up.

 "Let's just say I'm just trying now." Well that was literally the worst thing I could come up with.

Short, I know. I'm just not feeling it right now.

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