Hanna Reid turned her head as she heard the voice that belonged to the coach of Beacon hills lacrosse team yelling at some other students before he walked through the door, holding a lacrosse stick in his hand and a groan slipped past her lips cause like the rest of the school she knew about the game against Devenford prep and she slowly leaned back against her chair, folding her arms across her chest cause she didn´t come this hell she called school to know about how little money the school had to support their favorite past time sports game cause in Hanna´s mind lacrosse sucked just like the players on the team.
"1...2..3." Hanna whispered to herself, rolling her eyes as he turned to face the class as he held the lacrosse stick up for them to see.
"Economic disparity exists in all forms. Well, take sports, for example. Some teams have better training facilities. some have better equipment." He said as he started to walked past...
"Unlike Beacon hills that can barely afford the duct tap to keep our equipment." He said as he showed the class the lacrosse stick to make his point." He said as he turned his head to Stiles Stilinski and a frown found it´s way onto his forehead as he sees the boy were not paying any attention to a word he was saying.
"You know, Stilinski." Coach said as he smashed the lacrosse stick hard down onto his desk, making Stiles look up with a shocked look all over his face as he finds coach leading down to take one of the pictures into his hand so he could see what was so exciting and a frown found it´s way to his forehead yet a again looked back and forth the picture and Stiles.
"If i could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you be an A-plus student." He said, looking at Stiles with a disgusting look on his face as to what he was seeing the boy were looking at.
"Thanks, coach." Stiles said with a somewhat lost look in his eyes as he looked at coach.
"Put those pictures way." Coach said as he tapped the end of the lacrosse stick down Stiles desk a few times.
Stiles nodded his head as he looked down at the pictures one last time before, putting then away when he looked up to see the end of the lacrosse stick and a look of realization found it way onto his face and he quickly reach out to grab a hold of the stick as coach was about to turned back around, making him stumble a little from the force by Stiles holding onto the lacrosse stick
"Stilinski!"
Coach tried to pulled the lacrosse stick out of the grip Stiles had on it, but Stiles pulled the lacrosse stick further towards him as he pulled the lit of the end of the lacrosse stick off and he looked at the end for a few second and he realized that the mark on the dead girl´s body matched the pattern from the end of the lacrosse stick
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Coach asked, trying to make Stiles let go of the lacrosse stick.
" Don´t answer that." He said as he finally got Stiles to let go of the lacrosse stick and he looked between Stiles and the pictures a few times before, turning and walked back towards his desk
Shaking her head as she turns back around, she hears the voice belong to Stiles whispering" It is a lacrosse player" But what cough her attentions was what Scott whispered back to Stiles.
"The killer is on the team."
She quickly turns back around, looking between the two boys she used to know like the back of her hand, but she changed her mind cause what ever the two of them were involved in was not her problem any more, so with a heavy heart she turned back around and opened her Economic book as she counted the second until class was over inside her head cause that mean she was that much closer to see Brett and that made a smile find away onto her face.
The second the bell sounded she was jumping out of her chair as she turned as she placed her book inside her backpack, she looked up at she felt someone staring at her and she sees Stiles standing beside his desk and opened and closing his mouth a few times, like he was trying say something.
"What!" Hanna snapped as she swung her backpack over her shoulder as she waited for him to say what ever he was trying to say, but her mind was telling her to turn and leave, but her heart was begging her to stay and for once she listen to her heart.
"How are you doing?" Stiles asked his former best friend and he closed his eyes as he mentally face palming himself cause he and not talked to for over a year and that was the first thing he asked her.
"How am i doing!?" She asked as she let a snort get past her lips." After a year that it´s what you asked!" Shacking her head as she turned around and walked out of the classroom and as she walked further away, she heard Scott saying" Did you really thing she will forgive us." And it made her stop in her tracks and turned around to look at the classroom.
"We just have to give her time." Stiles said.
"We pushed her aside and-"
"We agreed it was the right thing to do. We did it to protect her."
Hanna wanted nothing more then to walk into that classroom and yelled at the both of them for leaving her when she need them the most, but she was stopped when her cell phone let her know she had a new massage, reaching her hand into the small pocked on her backpack she looked down at the phone in her hand and she smiled as she sees the massage was from Brett.
She swiped her finger over the phone and opened the massage and a laugh came out of her mouth as she sees the picture that was attached to the massage. It was a picture of Brett making a kiss face.( Those baby´s will be on yours soon) The text said.
Hanna shook her head as send a massage back as she walked down the hallway.( I can´t wait. I miss you)
She looked down at her phone to see the massage he send back.( Miss you to baby) she was about to put her phone away when she sees he had send another massage.
( Guess what?" It said.
( What?) She answered back as she stopped by her locker so she could take her history book out, and another smile found it way onto his face as she sees the massage he wrote.
( I love you) It said.
( I love you too) She wrote back before she put the phone away so she could reach inside her locker and the smile that had been on her face a few second ago vanished as she as a frown found away onto her face instead as she pulled out a picture and she felt her heart drop as she sees it were a picture of her standing in-between Stiles and Scott and the three of them wore big smiles on their faces.
She turned her head over her shoulder and sees Scott and Stiles standing a few lockers down, staring at her and she felt the anger within her rise and she turned around so she could look at their faces as she ripped the picture in half and dropped the two halves to floor beneath her feet.
