We had arrived to my favourite class since it was my favourite subject. English.

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night, and I am sure your eager minds are coming up with various scenarios as to what happened". My English teacher was saying. I looked back to Stiles behind me to see him wink and smile to Scott, since well, they did in fact run around in the woods last night looking for it. Other students were either already falling asleep or on their phones texting.

"But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody" I yet again look back at Stiles, since his dad is the sheriff, and give him a questioning look to which Stiles lifts his hands up and returns the same look of confusion. "which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester". Everyone including me, groans in annoyance. The most boring thing is reading these syllabuses although, I do in fact like knowing what we're going to be doing in class for the semester.

At that moment my phone vibrates in my pocket. I take my phone out and see a message from my brother.

~You better be at school. You're going to have to make yourself supper tonight, had to take half a shift from someone so I won't be home before 8. Hope you have a good day. See you tonight, be good. – Cameron, I smile and send back

~ Thanks for the heads up. I'll be making my special nouilles à la fromage… my beautiful Kraft dinner, I'll leave you some. Have a good shift. Later – Jessie. As I put my phone back in my pocket, I hear the door to the classroom open.

"Class this is our new student, Alison Argent. You'll see it to make it your best to make her feel welcome" I look up to see our principal walking in with a new girl, Alison. I notice her playing with her scarf in a shy manner. The principal leaves and Alison walks to sit behind Scott, who's randomly holding out a pen for her. She takes it with a smile and thanks him. Scott looks back to the front smiling and notices me watching. His face reddens and I stifle a giggle. Scott, my best friend, has a crush on the new girl.

The school bell rings and everyone hurries to get out of class and to their lockers. The hallways immediately fill up with noise and as I call it chaos. I see Scott and Stiles talking to Sarah by their lockers.

"Can someone tell me how new girl is here all of 5 minutes and she's already hanging out with Lydia's click?"

Stiles and Scott look over. "Because she's hot. Beautiful people herd together". I hear Stiles say as I walk by them and head towards Lydia not before, shoving Stiles into the lockers a little bit. He said this in front of a girl making her feel inferior. She's beautiful as well. I mutter rude under my breath ignoring the fact that he did indeed call me a beautiful person since I am friends with Lydia.

"Hey Lydia, Alison". I refuse to give Jackson any sort of acknowledgment.

"Good, you're here. So this weekend, there's a party" Lydia hooks her arm around mine and smiles.

"A party?" Alison ask.

"Yeah, Friday night, you should come" Jackson says. I actually find myself agreeing on something with him.

"Yeah! It'll be fun, you should definitely join" I add with enthusiasm.

"Ah, I can't, it's family night this Friday, thanks for asking" Alison responds.

"You sure? Everyone's going after the scrimmage" Jackson ask.

"You mean like football?" Alison ask. I shake my head no.

"Football is a joke, are you kidding?" I send a glare towards Jackson.

"No, the boy's lacrosse team. It's big here". I mention

"Yeah, we won the state's championship for the past 3 years"

"Because of a certain team captain". Lydia says as she starts to play with Jackson's hair. I roll my eyes and look towards the boys and see Scott staring this way. I ignore him and look back towards Alison.

"we practice in a few minutes, that is if you don't have anything else". Jackson leans against the lockers.

"Well I was going to -"

"Perfect" Lydia cuts her off and grabs her by the hand dragging her away. "We're going to see you there Jess?"

I nod my head. "Yes, of course". I smile and walk back towards Scott and Stiles and follow them to the field. I see Lydia and Alison walking towards the bleachers and wave them down. Lydia sees me and smiles, coming to sit beside me.

As Scott heads for the field, he looks back and smiles to Alison. "Mccall! You're in goal". Mr. Finstock tells him, surprising him a tad.

Scott shakes his head confused. "I've never played".

"I know, scoring some shots will give the boys a confidence boost. It's their first day back, get 'em energized! Fire them up!".

"What about me?"

"try not to take any in the face" Scott looks very disappointed as coach gives him a little tap to the cheek. Scott runs over to goal and gets ready.

"Who is that?" I hear Alison ask.

"Him? I'm not sure who he is, why?" I roll my eyes and resist the urge to walk away out of sheer annoyance.

"It's Scott Mccall. He's a pretty awesome guy" I tell Alison. And here I thought I was a terrible wing women.

"He's in my English class" She responds. Then we hear the whistle blow and I see Scott cover his hears shaking his head like he's in pain. That is when the first guy in line throws the ball across the field and hits Scott right in the face. He falls backwards into the net as the other players start laughing.

"Way to catch it with your face Mccall!" I hear a player yell. I shake my head.

"Come on Scott, you can do better then that" I whisper under my breath. The next player shoots and miraculously, Scott catches it.

"Yeah!" Stiles and I say at the same time. He looks back and smiles my way. I feel blood rush up to my cheeks. Why? It's Stiles, why are you suddenly feeling all giddy that he smiled to you. We both look back to the field. Scott suddenly starts to catch the next few shots with incredible skill.

"He seems pretty good" Alison mentions with a smile.

"yeah, very good". Wow, Lydia just complimented Scott for once. I loved her but man could she be stubbornly ignorant towards people.

Jackson, having enough, decides to skip to the front. Oh god, this can't be good. Jackson starts running, mid way throwing the ball towards the net and Scott catches it effortlessly. Stiles and I jump up in joy.

"That's my friend!" Stiles yells proudly. Even Lydia stands up and cheers for Scott. I see Jackson look back and give her an angered glare to which she ignores.

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