A/N: I don't own Teen Wolf. If I did Allison and Aiden wouldn't have died. I only own my OC anything recognizable belongs to the director and producers.
Lacrosse try-outs
I watched as my brother and his best friend walked onto the field for practice. They had their heads together like they were having an intense conversation. Out stopped when they saw the new guy on the field that was in the goal.
Liam Dunbar. I remembered hearing coach say his name on my way out to the bleachers. Plus, Garrett would keep saying it as well. He still hadn't taken his helmet off, but for some reason I knew he would probably be cute.
You're probably wondering why coach hasn't yelled at me for sitting and watching the team practice. Well, we have deal with each other. I told him at the beginning of this year, my freshman year, that from this year till my senior year, I wanted to have a free period for the period that the lacrosse team had practice. My bargain was that I make sure all of the team would keep their grades up. If they didn't I would tutor them. So I became the lacrosse team tutor.
My brother is Stiles Stilinski. So, naturally, I'm extremely smart. The school just won't let me take higher level classes because I'm scatter brained like my brother. I guess it comes with a territory when you're in the hospital when your mom dies and you can't understand why your 6 year old brother is crying over your mommy.
"Mommy's going to be okay, Sti-Sti. Mommy said so. She's gonna be okay, right?" my 4 year old self asked.
Stiles turned to me and pulled me into his arms. I didn't understand. What was wrong with mommy? Why wasn't she waking up? Why was Stiles crying? Where was daddy?
I cried into my brothers shirt because I couldn't answer these questions and I was scared. I was afraid of what would happen. The doctors asked my brother and I to leave the room. We went to the waiting room. Stiles held me in his lap because we both needed the comfort from each other.
I knew mommy wasn't coming back out of the room standing. Mommy was gone. I heard someone running into the hospital waiting room. Stiles looked up and shook me so I would look up, too. I saw daddy, crying.
I shook my head out of the memory. I was watching Liam like my brother and Scott. He caught every single ball. Well, he was the goalie. I saw my brother wave me down to them.
"Did you see that, Kelly? He caught every ball," Stiles said.
"I know, Sti. That's what you're supposed to do when your goalie," I told him.
"Yeah but, there's like no way unless he was, you know-"
"Oh my god. Stiles, maybe he's just that good. And Scott, you should have been practicing as much as you were studying. I told you guys not to go to Mexico before try-outs. Home not 'camping'," I said, putting quotations around camping.
"Hey, that was uncalled for, Kell," Stiles said.
"Yeah, so was leaving without me. And making me worry about you. Both of you," I said, looking pointedly at Scott.
"Yeah yeah. We know you care about us. Can we go practice now?"
"Don't hurt anyone, guys."
"Wouldn't dream of it, sis."
I turned around and saw Liam take his helmet off. Oh, damn! I did not expect that. Garrett went up to him and said something but I couldn't focus enough to hear it. He was h-o-t. Extremely hot. Oh, god, I needed to go. I was losing control.
I held my hand up to myself and saw my claws were coming out. Shit! Shit, shit, shit! See, I was bitten by an unknown alpha last summer. I knew he was dead though. I have no idea how, I guess it was just a feeling.
When Scott and Derek tried teaching me how to control it, I never found an anchor. So when I started to change, I had to leave the premises. The only problem was that just about anything could set me off.
I ran to the school and to my locker. I needed someone's help. Oh, god no. Come on, calm down. I felt someone standing behind me.
"Hey, girl. It's okay, I've got you."
I started to breath as they turned me around and held me. I knew it was one of my pack. It was all I needed.
"Thanks, Malia," I said as I turned around.
"Hey, it's okay. Just breathe. We're all here for you. I'm still having problems, too."
"I know. We're in this together."
"Thanks. Let's get to class. This period is almost over."