New Girl in Town (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 4

The next day, Ashlyn went through school without any problems and it was soon Lacrosse practice again. Her dad kept wondering why she had a sudden interest in the sport, she just rolls her eyes and ignores him.

Ashlyn stepped up the bleachers and sat down, hugging her sweater closer to her. Wearing a sweater with holes in it probably wasn't the best choice for Ashlyn this morning. Allison and Lydia were busy with homework, Ashlyn needed a ride home from Stiles. Better him then her dad, she kept thinking.

"Let's go! One-on-one from up top!" Coach yelled at the players. "Jackson - take a long stick today. Atta boy. That's how you do it!" He praised Jackson. "Greenberg, take a lap. Let's go. Faster, Greenberg!" Coach yelled then motioned for the next player to go, which was Scott.

Scott ran towards Jackson and got knocked down. As he laid on the ground, Coach came up to Scott and said something into his ear. Scott then went to the front of the line to try again, and Coach was being all sarcastic about it. "McCall's gonna do it again! McCall's gonna do it again!"

Scott then took a deep breath and charged Jackson, knocking him flat this time and Jackson let out a cry in pain. The players rushed over to Jackson while Stiles ran over to Scott who was kneeling on the ground, looking like he was in pain as well. Stiles helped Scott stand up and then lead him to the locker room.

Ashlyn being the snoopy one she was, jumped off of the bleachers and ran after them. She walked down the hallway and could hear Scott's and Stiles' conversation faintly.

"Scott? You okay?" Stiles asked.

"Get away from me!" Scott yelled and Ashlyn caught a hint of a growl?

Ashlyn walked up to the door after hearing some scrambling and stepped into the door frame. She saw Stiles scrambling across the floor while Scott was jumping on top of lockers and has disfigured hands that looked like claws. Stiles ran into the wall that was right next to where Ashlyn was standing and turned around to get the fire extinguisher, he looked at her with panic filled eyes and pointed the extinguisher and Scott and then pushed Ashlyn outside into the hall.

"Stiles" Scott whispered in pain a few minutes later.

Stiles then looked at Ashlyn and walked into the locker room, with Ashlyn following.

"You tried to kill me, and possibly Ashlyn. It's like I told you before. It's the anger. It's your pulse rising. It's a trigger." Stiles explained to Scott.

"But that's Lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game, if you hadn't noticed." Scott argued.

"Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field. You can't play Saturday. You're gonna have to get out of the game." Stiles stressed.

"I'm first line." Scott sighed.

"Not anymore." Stiles shook his head.

"Okay, what the hell is going on?" Ashlyn asked.

Stiles and Scott looked at each other and Scott nodded. Stiles turned to Ashlyn and explained everything. How Scott was a werewolf and had just gotten bit a few days ago so he couldn't control it. He also mentioned that she tell no one. Not even Allison. Ashlyn agreed and Stiles grabbed his gear then drove Ashlyn home for the night.

"Hey, Ashlyn?" Stiles asked as they pulled out of the school parking lot.

"Yep?" Ashlyn looked over at him.

"Do you wanna come over and study? Like work on Chemistry?" He asked, blushing a little.

"I would love to. I actually need help."