Chapter 3
The first week went by like a breeze. It was probably the easiest week the two sister's had ever had in any new school. For Sara, though Mrs. Flemm was short, rude and always had something for her to do, she enjoyed her work and did not complain. For Alex, though Jackson was still an asshole, She loved being manager. The guys on the team were nice and respected her. Even Jackson cut her a little slack. She got to hang out with Stiles and Scott, who we're acting kind of weird lately, and she learned about lacrosse. She still liked football better, but she could learn to like lacrosse too. Their first home game was on Monday and the guys were hyped. Alex was pretty excited too. It had been awhile since she had been to any game and she was looking forward to it. All through the weekend she talked about the upcoming game and laughed about the date her sister had to go on.
"You know, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be talking about the game!" Sara had said while they we're at the mall on Saturday.
"This is true. But at least I don't have to go on a date with Coach Finstock!" Alex was almost in tears. "Oh my gosh Sara, I can't believe you let him play you like that!"
"Shut up! He wasn't gonna give me any other choice okay? Give me a break."
"Alright, alright. But one more thing?"
"What Alex."
"Take pictures?" she said with a grin.
Sunday they slept in and relaxed. By Monday Alex was ready for school. Her day went by without a hitch give or take the lecture on computer's from her communications teacher. When she got to seventh period Stiles, Scott and a few other boys from the lacrosse team where in a group, talking about the game no doubt. Jackson was sitting at their table with Danny; Jackson's best friend and another person Alex had befriended herself. Stile's had seen her walk in the door and put on a goofy smile and waved real big. Alex rolled her eyes but smiled and gave him a nod.
" Hey Alexis." Danny said as she walked toward the table. Danny was one of the few people that preferred to call her by her full name.
"Hey Danny… Jackson."
"Jones."
"Guy's, could you for once not be so hostile to each other? Our first game of the season is tonight and no one needs to be stressed out."
Alex and Jackson shared a mutual look of disbelief. But Alex was willing to try tonight for the sake of the game.
"What do you say Jackson? Can we play friends just for tonight?"
"Huhhhh… I guess."
"Alright, as exciting as the game is going to be it's not for another two hours. So let's get back to our seats, sit down, close our mouths, and learn something okay?"
Everyone began to move back to their seats. Before Danny left their table he had made sure that Alex and Jackson were sincere about the agreement then had them shake on it. That day may have been the nicest they've been to each other. They talked to each other, answered questions and did partner work. Together. Alex wouldn't say they we're exactly best friends by the end of class but she hated him a little less. To bad it was just for one day.
"Hey Alex, I was calling to let you know that I might be a little late to the game. A woman that knew Granny Dot called and said she had something she needed to give me. She said it was important so I might be their awhile. Anyway, that's why I called. Love you, bye."
Sara was in her car on her way to a nursing home in Beacon Hills. The woman had said she was an old friend of their grandmother. She said it was very important that she get there as soon as possible.
"My memory is short these days. Please come soon. I don't want to forget about this." the woman had said.
Sara pulled into the nursing home parking lot and got out the car. When she came in she went straight to the front desk.
"Can I help you ma'am?" said a young woman in nurse scrubs that looked close to Sara's age.
"I'm here to see a Catherine Daye?"
"Oh yes, she was expecting a visitor today! I'll take you back there myself."
The woman took her to a nice little room that had a large glass window to the right that let the sunlight in. An old woman was sitting in a chair facing the window. She seemed content yet in deep thought.
"Miss Catherine? You have a visitor!"
Catherine turned her head to see Sara. She didn't seem to know who she was but responded politely.
"Well hello dear. What brings you to see me?"
"Miss Catherine, I'm Sara Jones. Dot's granddaughter? You said you had something for me?"
Her face lit up at the mention of Dot's name.
"Oh, your Dot's granddaughter! Yes I remember now, I needed to give this to you." Catherine held up an oval locket from her hand. "I'm glad you got here. For a moment I couldn't remember what I had this for."
"I'll leave you two alone. Let me know if you need anything."
"I will thank you." Sara walked into the room and sat down on Catherine's bed, which was close to the chair she was sitting in. "That's very pretty Miss Catherine is it your's?" the locket was gold and had an intricate flower design on it.
"Well no dear, it was your grandmother's. Though I would believe it'd be yours now. Here take a closer look at it." Miss Catherine placed the locket in her hand .Sara looked it over and on the back she found an engraving on it. It said, 'To my Dot, take this locket as a sign of my love, inside you will find what brought us together…'. Sara opened the locket and found a small pressed four leaf clover. Sara was in awe. She knew that it was next to impossible to find a four leaf clover as did most people. How was this possible?
"Your grandmother told me a story about that clover. She said that John, your grandfather, found it the night they met. He gave her the locket with the clover inside on their fifth date. It was very romantic."
"Oh I remember the story. This locket was very special to her. It's been awhile since I've seen it though. How did you get a hold of it Miss Catherine?"
"I started losing my memory a couple years ago. She came by to see me every day. Some days I couldn't even remember her name. She gave the locket to me so i could remember things better. And I did, I remembered her and the time we spent together. She was my best friend and even with her death I still remember her…"
Miss Catherine looked lost.
"Miss Catherine? Are you okay?"
"What? Oh, yes I'm sorry dear. My mind tends to wander sometimes. But you keep that locket. And take good care of it too." She held a sad smile on her face.
"Miss Catherine, I can't take this from you."
"Oh nonsense, you keep it!" she closed Sara's hands around the locket.
"No, I can't. You need to keep this. I'd feel better knowing you had it."
"But… No I can't. I'll forget I have it."
"No you won't. I'm going to come by and see you as much as possible like Dot used to do, so you can remember. You can tell me stories about you and my grandmother and I'll tell you about myself too. If you'll let me that is." Sara had placed the locket back into her hands and closed them around it.
Miss Catherine looked at Sara with glary eyes. "Thank you." she said in a soft spoken voice.
Sara left the room and walked towards the front desk. She took her phone out of her jacket pocket. She looked at a text message Alex had left that read ' That's cool. Drive safe.' As Sara looked up from her phone she walked into someone and dropped it.
" I'm so sorry! I should have been paying attention. I didn't mean to-
The person she walked into was a man she had seen before, but in her dreams. He was tall and had black hair. He wore a black leather jacket and he just seemed dark to Sara all together. In her dreams his eye's we're always a piercing blue, but now they were just gray.
He looked just as confused as she did. He quickly knelt down to grab Sara's phone then stood up again. He handed her the phone. She blinked and took it from him.
"Um, I'm sorry I didn't mean to walk into you I just, I was um-
"It's okay…" He stared at her for a moment then shook his head a little and continued. "I'm sorry I need to leave." He slowly walked around her and went down the hallway.
"Oh," Sara started to say to him but he was gone. "That was weird."
When she got to the desk the woman there had a look of surprise on her face.
"Do you know who you just walked into?" She said in a loud whisper.
"No. Why? Who is he?"
"Your serious?" Sara nodded in confusion. "Honey, you just walked into Derek Hale and he's all over the newspaper."
Alex was in the boy's locker room with the rest of the team. They we're all dressed in their gear and jersey's for the game. Alex was talking to Stiles and Scott.
"Allison's gonna be here tonight." Scott says with a smile on his face.
"Uh oh Scott! Who's Allison?" Alex said.
"This new girl he has a crush on. Actually she got here a couple days after you did. I'm surprised you don't know her." Stiles says.
"Wow, I'm old news already? That kind of hurts."
"Yeah, but Scott talks about Allison all the time! It's like he stalks her or something."
"Shut up Stiles. It's not like I like hearing you talk about Lydia all the time!"
"Lydia?"
"Lydia Martin. She's this red head Stiles has had a crush on her since, like, the third grade."
"That's not true! It was like… first grade."
"Wow Stiles. So why don't you talk to her?" Alex says.
"Because Lydia is Jackson's girlfriend." Scott says
"Oh. That's rough buddy."
They sat around talking about the game when Coach Finstock came into the room.
"Alright, alright! Shut up all of you! I got some words of encouragement to tell you." everyone got quiet.
"Alright, first game, very first game for a few of you. Some of you might have some game day jitters some of you are just ready to get this over with. Now the traditional thing for me to say is that you guys will do great, make an effort, and if you lose we'll get'em next time, you know crap like that. But I'm not. What I'm gonna say instead is, don't screw this up. Tonight you either kick some ass or get kicked in the ass. Which ever happens, I'm gonna let you decide." Coach Finstock let this sink in. Some of the players gave him and other's around them confused looks. Alex was among the confused ones. 'What the hell? What kind of pep talk is this?' Alex thought.
"Alright guys it's game time! Bring it in and Beacon Hills on three! Jones give us the count."
The team stood up and each put a gloved hand on top of one another. Alex put her hand in too and gave them the count.
"One, Two, Three-
"Beacon Hills!" everyone unanimously shouted. The players filed out of the locker room and headed towards the field. Alex stood outside the locker room cheering the players on and giving high fives as they went by. Alex made her way to the field as the last couple of players went out. Surprisingly though, Jackson was the last one out and stopped Alex.
"Alex, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Alex looked around then looked at Jackson like he was crazy. "Me?" she said.
"Uh, your name is Alex isn't it?" he looked at Alex like she was stupid.
"What do you want Jackson?" Alex had her arm's crossed.
"Have you noticed that McCall's been acting- weird lately?"
"What do mean by 'weird'?"
"I mean like, getting really good at lacrosse weird."
"Oh my god Jackson. Your on a freaking sports team! Your supposed to get better at the game? I don't have time for this, because WE have a game to get to!"
Jackson grabbed Alex's arm and almost yanked her towards him.
"Your not listening to me!" he said.
"Are you crazy? Don't EVER, grab me like that again!" Alex snatched her arm out from Jackson.
"Look, I'm sorry but no one else will believe me!"
"I wonder why? Jackson why do you have to be such a dick to Scott?"
"Alex, look I'm giving McCall a break right know because I haven't told coach yet. That's why I'm telling you."
"And what do I have to do with this?"
"You're the manager."
"So?"
"So, your responsible for the players just as much as Coach Finstock is."
Alex went silent. Jackson was right. If the manager witnesses something while the coach is absent, she would be liable to do something about it. Jackson seen she was starting to get the picture.
"Look, I'm not asking for much, but, watch him. Watch how he plays tonight, then you'll see what I'm talking about."
They we're in the second half of the game. Alex sat next to Stiles on the bench and took stats. So far she hadn't noticed Scott being or doing anything out of the ordinary. Just then, Jackson knocks Scott over for the ball. Jackson made the point but Alex was beginning to think he just wanted Scott off the team for his own personal gain. Jackson huddles with a few of the players as Scott picks himself up off the ground. Jackson looks like he's trying to make a point to Danny and Scott is looking to the crowd.
"Brutal." Stiles says
"Yeah Jackson was wrong for that." Alex says making a mental note of it.
"That and look. There's Lydia and Allison." Stiles nods his head in the direction of the stands.
Alex looks and sees a red head girl with leopard print earmuffs on. She's standing next to a girl with long dark hair wearing a purple hat. Their holding a sign up that says 'We luv you Jackson!' with 'luv' in red letters.
"Ouch."
Alex put her eye's back on Scott. He was at the line bent over and he didn't look good. A ref went over and looked to be asking Scott if he was okay. He nodded. The ref blew the whistle. The away team got the ball from Jackson and one of their player's scooped it up. Scott rushed the player and was on him. The player looked at him and randomly gave the ball up to Scott.
"What the heck?" Alex said out loud.
"Did that guy just deliberately give the ball up to McCall?" said Coach Finstock.
"Yes, coach I believe he did." Stiles says biting his glove.
Scott was unstoppable at this point. He dodged players left and right and even jumped over one. He made his way to the goal and once he was there players immediately surrounded him. He was stuck, he was right there at the goal and only had seconds left in the game.
"He froze! Come on Scott! You got this!" Alex said to Scott though she was sure he didn't hear her. At least that's what she thought. For a moment Scott looked to the stands then to Alex and gave her a slight nod. He threw the ball, and in a split second it seemed to go straight through the goalie's racket and into the goal. The crowd erupted with cheers, screaming and yelling then broke their way out onto the field. Even Stiles had jumped up from the bench. Alex was happy they won the game but she was distraught. She noticed Scott toss his gloves to the ground and run off towards the locker room. Alex tried to clear her mind by finishing the stats she had wrote. She was almost focused on them when Jackson approached.
"Did you see that! Now that's the kind of 'weird' stuff I was talking about!" Jackson began to pace. "McCall is soooo lucky I haven't ratted him out yet!"
Alex looked up at him. "That's funny Jackson, you don't seem like the type of person to be a snitch."
He stopped in his tracks. "What? Alex, you cannot tell me you didn't see anything that just happend! Shit the whole crowd seen it!"
"Jackson I think your over reacting. Like I said it's a sport, your supposed to-
"Look at this Alex." Jackson showed Alex some gloves or rather they we're Scott's gloves. "They have holes at the tips." Alex took the gloves from him and looked at them carefully. Every tip had been busted through.
"Something's going on with him. And whatever it is it's not good." Jackson crossed his arms and looked off in the distance.
"Jackson, I may have seen something." Alex said, fiddling with the gloves in her hands.
"You did? What?" he undid his arms and knelt closer to Alex.
"I think I'm seeing things. I have to be… but I could have sworn that, when I looked at him last,… his eyes were glowing.
