Stiles was sitting in the locker room waiting for everyone else to get changed and go out to the lacrosse field so he could talk to Coach in private.
Once everyone was on the field Stiles made his way outside going directly to Coach.
"Bilinski why aren't you changed and on the field!" Coach yelled at him.
"I've got to talk to you about something Coach." Stiles said sadly. You see Coach was kinda like a second father to Stiles and it was nearly as hard to say goodbye to him as it was going to be with his real father. As Stiles and Coach made their way to the side of the field, Stiles casted a simple soundproof barrier around them to protect their conversation from prying werewolf ears.
"What do you want to talk about, Bilinski," Coach said with a little worry in his voice.
Taking a deep breath Stiles said, " I just thought that I should be the one to tell you this but, I'm leaving Beacon Hills."
"What! Why? When?" Coach whisper yelled.
"I'm going to be living with my Uncle and I'm leaving cause I can't deal with all the stuff going on in school and with the town itself, to many bad memories. I...I leave this afternoon actually so I basically only came to practice to say goodbye."
Coach brought Stiles into a hug with a shine in his eyes. "I'm gonna miss you kid. Where ever you end up behave Stilinski. Just promise me that even if it's years from now aleast come and visit."
"I will, I promise." Stiles said after getting released from the hug.
After his final goodbye to coach he left the school for the last time ready to leave Beacon Hills and start a new and better life with his Uncle in New York. Not know that from this moment on his life would never be the same again.
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Sorry for the long wait and short chapter. It should be getting better in updating.
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SHIELD Agent Stilinski
Fanfiction(Slow Updates) After Stiles is kicked out of the pack for been a scrawny, spastic and pathetic human. He goes and lives with his Uncle in New York. From than on Stiles life was never the same.