Forgotten

Wolf moon part 2 // chapter 3

The next day I sat in the bleachers watching practice again. I looked for Jackson but I couldn't find him. Allison came over to me and sat next to me. sure enough I finally found Jackson.

"Scott is so good." Allison said smiling at me and pointing at the boy.

So that was his name. I watched Scott get goal after goal. It was almost like he wasn't human. Once again Jackson looked really pissed, but I honestly didn't feel bad for him he's been acting like an ass lately.

Then the coach shouted.

"McCall get over here! What in gods name was that this is a lacrosse field! What are you trying out for the gymnastics team! What the hell was that! This is a lacrosse team! What the hell was that!"

"I don't know, I was just trying to make the shot" Scott replied.

"Well guess what you made the shot! You're starting buddy you made first line!" Scott looked so happy and he smiled at Allison.

Me and Allison cheered.

Someone was tapping my shoulder. I glanced over Stiles was standing next to me. He looked really concerned.

"Can I talk to you?" He said, I looked around making sure he was talking to me.

"Yeah sure. I'll be right back." I said to Allison.

I followed the boy all the way to the parking lot.

"This is going to sound crazy but I think Scott's in danger." he said to me.

"You saw him after he got bit right? you saw the bite?" he said.

"Stiles slow down." I said confused.

"Yes I saw it, it was a huge bite, and I heard this wolf howling it was really weird." I said looking at stiles.

Great. Now he think's im crazy.

Stile's face went pale and he ran and got into his jeep.

"Wait!" I shouted. I ran to my convertible and started to follow his blue jeep.

Yep definitely crazy.

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When we got to what looked like Stiles house. I quickly parked and ran towards Stiles. Lucky he's not that athletic I quickly caught up to him grabbing his arm.

"Stiles whatever it is I wanna help, I was there, I saw him." I said pleading.

I didn't let go of his arm.

"Fine, this is going to sound really really crazy but I think.. " Stiles spoke really quickly and trailed off.

"Spit it out stiles!" I said holding his arm tightly.

"I think Scott got bit by a werewolf." stiles was completely serious but I burst out laughing. Man I thought this kid was sarcastic but..

"That's good stiles." I let go of his arm.

"No I'm serious, what he did today wasn't just amazing it wasn't humanly possible! Did you see him on the field!"

What he said was starting to make sense. My face went blank and I felt chills go up my back.

I followed stiles up to his room.

Stiles and I sat down. I watched his fingers furiously click over a keyboard. Eyes locked onto his computer screen, Stiles bounces from one web page to the next. Words and images pop up on the screen, flashing across his face--

Wolfsbane, Silver Bullets, Lycaon, Aconite, drawings of werewolves in different forms, one mostly human,
another a massive fur-covered creature and yet another appearing as a normal wolf. Image after image, page after page.