Something old, something new. (Stiles Stilinski)

What's wrong with Scott?

I was currently sitting on the bench next to Allison and Lydia, who was constantly looking at her nails. I was dragged down to this first elimination thing by Allison for some random reason. I was looking for Scott or Stiles when I found them both talking, Stiles gesturing frantically to Scott. Scott just walked away leaving Stiles looking frustrated. I stood up, telling Allison that I would be right back, and made my way over to him.

"Stiles what's wrong?" I asked when I reached him. "I saw you talking to Scott and you seemed a bit upset."

"You remember that girl that you found in the woods?-"

"I would rather not." I said shivering slightly, remembering the girls face. A look of suprise was on her face and her eyes were wide open.

"Well the fiber analysis came back from the lab in L.A. and you wouldn't believe what came up." he said looking at me intently.

"What was it?" I asked worriedly.

"It was wolf hairs..." he said.

"Oh my god..." I muttered as I looked over at Scott.

Before either of us could say anything else Coach called the the team over. Stiles looked at me apoligetically before running over to join the rest of the team. I walked back to Allison and Lydia thinking to myself. It makes sense though. The wolf howling Scott heard that night. The heightened senses. The wolf hairs on the body. I pushed all those thoughts aside as I sat down next to Allison again. We all sat up as the whistle went off, and we watched the players start to run around. I saw Scott catch the ball and was about to cheer when Jackson rammed into him.

"Could he be any more arrogant?" I asked angrily.

"He's not that bad if you get to know him." Allison said watching Scott get up.

"Yeah so is a funnel-web spider!" I said sarcastically.

I looked back to Scott and Jackson and watched as Scott took off with the ball. I watched in awe and shock as he dodged every player and front flipped over three guys. He took a shot at goal and made it in. Allison jumped up and cheered really loudly while I sat there staring at Scott in complete shock.

"McCall! Get over here!" I heard Coach yell at Scott.

I watched as Scott walked over to Coach, taking his helmet off in the process. I couldn't tell if Coach was angry or glad that Scott did all that since his back was to me and I couldn't hear anything. Coach walked away from Scott, and judging by the look on Scotts face, he made first line. I smiled and gave him the thumbs up when he saw me.

**

I was sitting on the ground next to Stiles jeep texting Allison when someone stood in front of me, blocking out the sun.

"You are blocking the sun. Move." I said without looking up.

"What's up with your friend?" a voice asked.

"Which one?" I asked still not bothering to look up at the person.

"Scott McCall." the voice said.

"Get out of my sunlight and I might tell you." I said gesturing with my hand for him to move.

"Or you can tell me now." the voice said more firmly.

"Look. I don't know what's wrong with Scott okay. Now can you piss off?" I said finally looking up at the person. It was Jackson. "Ah shit...."

"You do know what's wrong with Scott." Jackson said crouching down next to me and grabbing a hold of my shirt collar. "Tell me what's wrong with him and I won't hurt you."