The Kids From Yesterday // Stiles Stilinksi [2/2]

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Lucy leaned against the bleachers while Scott and Stiles talked. Specifically, Stiles was reassuring Scott. "Of course you're still the team captain. You got your grades up just like Coach told you to, right?"

Scott gave him a nod. "Yeah, but he never told me I was back on the team. He just told me to show up at tryouts today."

Stiles shrugged. "We got bigger things to deal with anyway. Did you tell Argent yet?"

"Ah. I texted him, but he didn't get back to me."

Lucy frowned at him. "You told him his crazy sister was back from the dead in a text. Low, Scott."

He turned to her and shrugged. "I didn't have the money to call France."

"Gods, you guys are idioti. I have to grab something from my locker. Enjoy practice. And do me a favor and kick their little freshman asses."

Lucy gave Stiles a quick kiss and waved goodbye to Scott.

The bell rang and as Lucy was walking to math, she saw Malia walk into the classroom and exit almost immediately. She grabbed her shoulders and took her back into the classroom. She shot Lucy a small frown. "I hate math. It's pointless."

"I agree, but unfortunately, it's essential to parts of life."

"To what?" Malia asked.

"Knowing how to tip at restaurants," Stiles said.

Lydia frowned at him. "And other less important things like medicine, economics, engineering..."

"Tipping," Stiles interrupted.

Lucy rolled her eyes at the two of them and Mrs. Fleming started class. "Alright, volunteers to the board. Lydia, Diego, Malia."

Malia glanced up and frowned. "Um... I didn't volunteer."

Mrs. Fleming gave her a small smile. "You did now. To the board."

She and Lydia talked with each other while Lucy tapped her desk anxiously, hoping that math would end soon.

As soon as it did, Malia, Kira, and Lucy made their way to the lacrosse field.

Lucy noticed a kid who was kicking everyone's ass; including Scott's. The kid was great at everything; running, goal, and every position imaginable.

Malia frowned at Kira. "What's wrong with you?" She turned to look at Lucy. "Can you relax? I can feel the anger coursing through you."

Kira frowned. "Me? Nothing."

Malia turned back to her. "You reek of anxiety. And it's distracting. What's going on?"

Kira bit her lip nervously. "Scott and I sort of had this thing happen. But it wasn't much of a thing. And I'm starting to think it never was anything at all."

"What do you want it to be?" Malia questioned bluntly.

"More."

They turned back to watch the field and the freshman was still kicking everyone's ass. Kira asked, "Isn't the captain supposed to be one of the best players on the team? Or good?"

Lucy frowned, seeing Scott. "Yes and yes. What in Zeus's name is going on with him?"

Suddenly, the game clicked with Scott and Stiles and Coach cried, "That's my boys! Those two are like sons to me."

"Yes!" Kira cheered loudly.

As soon as the freshman wonder walked up, he performed a twisting maneuver that Lucy had seen Percy do in training. "That was luck!" Malia cried. "Do over!"

Lucy nodded and pointed to Malia. "Yeah, do over!"

Coach made his way over to them and said, "Sweetheart, there's no do overs. This is practice. Becenti, you should know that."

Malia said with determination, "Ten bucks on Scott and Stiles."

Coach smirked. "I'll take that action. Hey! Get back in there, Liam."

The boy did so and Scott ran a second time and flipped Liam. The latter stood, but it was obvious he was in pain. The boys decided to take him to the nurse and Lucy jumped down to follow.

After examining him, the nurse said, "He has a bad sprain. It'd be best if he were to go to the hospital."

They took him to the hospital to make sure he was okay. Scott talked to Kira before they took Liam to the hospital.

When they got there, Melissa walked up to them. Scott smiled awkwardly at his mom. "Uh... Hi, Mom."

Melissa smiled at Liam as she wheeled him away. She leaned down and said something to him that Lucy couldn't hear.

They left and Stiles turned to Scott. "Lu and I have to get going. Someone's got to study for the upcoming semester."

Lucy glared at Stiles as Scott said, "Sure. I want to check on him anyway."

She turned to him. "Scott, it wasn't your fault. I hope you realize that."

He lowered his head. "I don't know."

Stiles frowned at his friend. "Scott, if you had used any wolf power, that kid wouldn't be limping; he'd be crawling back to the other half of his body."

Scott shook his head. "If I hadn't been so worried about being captain, he wouldn't be hurt either."

Lucy patted Scott's shoulder. "You're half-human, Scott. It's okay to do things for yourself every once in a while."

"You don't."

"Yeah, well, I've never had much of a life. I'm always running from monsters or chasing after you idioti."

Scott laughed softly as Stiles drove her to his place. They studied for about an hour and Lucy decided she was done. She slammed her book shut and kissed Stiles.

"Hey, we're not finished yet," he said.

"Maybe you're not, but I am."

"Okay... I promised you we were going to study. Then we can get back to that. Like, so much... What's with all the highlighters anyway?"

"Your system helps me. I stole it. Green is for what I understand, yellow is for what I'm working on, and red... Red means I don't know what I'm doing." Stiles pressed a gentle kiss to her lips as she continued. "Also, Lydia's notes are really confusing. The numbers aren't supposed to be drifting off the page."

Stiles took the notes from her hands and frowned. "This isn't math. What is this?"