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Second Chance at First Line

I was standing near the lockers in my navy blue floral strapless Jack Wills Dawley Dress paired with black James Perse basic leggings, maroon Vila Jacinda Knit Cardigan, red Mimco Premonition Ballet flats and a red Retro Rosie Necklace with my hair in a messy up do.

"It was really weird. One minute we were dancing together and the next h was running away from me as fast as he could." Allison said to me about her date with Scott on Friday night. I frowned in confusion as to why my twin brother would act that way towards Allison because I knew that he really liked her. She looked really sad as she told me about her date so I listened to her sympathetically as I leaned against the locker next to hers. "He just left the party without a word. Luckily, one of his friends offered to give me a lift home."

"Crap. I'm sorry, Allie. My brother is the biggest idiot sometimes. Who was this mysterious friend?" I asked her curiously because the only friend of Scott's was Stiles and I didn't think that's who she meant.

"Um, his name was Derek, I think." She informed me with small crease in her brow as she tried to remember. I raised my eyebrows in surprise at her answer but didn't say anything because I didn't want to freak her out about getting in a car with a stranger.

"Oh, okay. Did Scott at least give you an awesome apology or do I need to go kick his ass?"

"No, he gave me an apology." She assured me as she giggled at my comment. I smiled at her brightly as she closed her locker and then linked my arm through hers as we made our wave to the lacrosse field to watch the practice. We climbed up onto the bleachers just as Scott missed a shot and Jackson crashed into him making him sprawl out on the ground. I winced at the impact and clasped my hands to together to stop from racing down there to make sure he was okay. Allie grabbed my hand in hers as we watched Scott stand back up and move back to the start of the line.

"My grandmother can move faster than that, and she's dead! You think you can move faster than the body of my dead grandmother?" Coach Flinstock called out to Scott but I couldn't hear his reply. "I can't hear you."

"Yes, coach!" Scott's voice called out louder than before as he moved to the front of the line.

"Then do it again! McCall is gonna do it again!" Coach informed the other players and then blew his whistle so that Scott started running towards Jackson again. He rammed into Jackson hard and I gasped at the unexpected strength behind the hit. Jackson fell to the ground grabbing his shoulder and all the other players crowded around him but my attention was focused on Scott because he had also fallen to the ground and was clutching his head.

"I'll be right back…" I mumbled to Allison as I saw Scott and then Stiles both take off towards the locker room. I climbed down the steps of the bleachers and was about to go into the locker room when someone grabbed my elbow to stop me. I turned my head to the side and my eyes widened in surprise when I saw that it was Derek Hale that had stopped me.

"I wouldn't go in there." He warned me as he nodded towards the locker room. I titled my head to the side as I studied him and was about to argue when I saw the sincerity in his green/grey eyes so I bit my lip and nodded hesitantly.

"Okay. I trust you." I told him honestly and he jerked a bit in surprise at my words. He let go of my elbow and I looked over my shoulder at the locker room. I turned back around to ask him why I shouldn't go in there but he had disappeared. I looked around the area but I couldn't see him anywhere. I knew that I could go into the locker room with no one stopping me now but I shook my head to myself and walked back over to the bleachers to meet up with Allison.

Later that afternoon at home, I walked into Scott's home without knocking to fins him lying on his bed with his eyes closed. I smiled to myself and ran up to jump on the bed next to him.

"Oh, god." He complained as I half landed on him but I just giggled and snuggled in deeper on the bed. "What do you want?" he asked me grumpily without opening his eyes so I frowned in false annoyance.

"I just wanted to say goodbye to my baby brother." I teased him as I pinched his cheeks with my fingers. He slapped my hands away from his face as he opened his deep brown eyes to glare at me.

"Ten minutes, Soph, ten minutes."

"And don't you forget it." I told him as I pointed at him just as mum walked into the room dressed in her nurse's uniform ready for work.

"Hey. I'm working late tonight. But I am taking a day off to see your first game Saturday." She told Scott with a warm smile that I mirrored.

"No, mom, you can't!" he protested with a shake of his head.

"I can and I will! Missing one shift doesn't gonna break us. Not completely." She murmured the last part as I got up off the bed and grabbed the cars keys out of her hand.

"Come on, mom. I'll drive you to work on my way." I told her with a smile and they both looked at me in confusion.

"Why? Where are you going?" she asked me with a hand on her hip but I just shrugged at her in response.

"It's Monday." I answered simply and mom nodded in understanding as Scott groaned loudly.

"Aren't you ever going to tell us where you're going?" Scott asked me half in annoyance and half in amusement. I smiled at them both in gratitude that they didn't press the issue of where it was that I disappeared to every Monday night. For as long as I could remember Monday nights had been reserved for one thing and one thing only but that had all changed six years ago. Now that time on Monday evenings went to a different activity but I still didn't want mum and Scott know what it was I was doing during that time. It wasn't as though what I was doing was dangerous or illegal or even wrong but something about keeping it secret made it more special.

"Hey, what's wrong with your eyes? You look like you haven't slept for days!" mum said to Scott suddenly as she looked at him intently and I was brought back to the land of the living.

"Oh, er, it's nothing. I'm just stressed." He explained to her but mum still looked at him sceptically.

"Just stressed? Nothing else?"

"Homework…"

"I mean, it's not like you're under drugs or anything, right?"

"...Right now?" he asked her stupidly in confusion and I shook my head at him in amusement as mum face turned bright red.

"Right now? I'm sorry, what do you mean right now? Have you ever taken drugs?"

"Have you?" I asked her as I raised an eyebrow at her in question and she turned to face me silently as she thought about her answer.

"...Get some sleep." She ordered Scott as she turned around to leave. I laughed silently to myself as I followed her down the stairs and out the door.

I pulled to stop outside the Beacon Hills Long Term Care Facility and climbed out of the car gracefully as I could. I made sure that I had my handbag with me before I closed the driver's side door and locked it with the keys in my hand. I plastered the bright smile on my face even though the hospital smell of the facility always made me feel a little nauseous. I smiled genuinely when I saw the nurse at the front counter and made my way over to her.

"Evening, Jennifer." I said to her warmly as I approached the desk. Jennifer looked up at me from the paperwork she was doing and offered me a smile. She was always my favourite nurse to see her because she let me go back to visit without sighing in on to the visitors sheet.

"Sophie! How are you, sweetie?" the perky woman asked me warmly as I leaned my elbows on the desk.

"I'm good. I am okay just to go through?" I asked her curiously as I titled my head to the side. She waved a hand at me dismissively and pressed the button behind the desk that made the locked glass door to the facility open. I gave her another small smile and waved as I walked passed her and into the plain white hallway. I followed the familiar halls until I came to room number twelve. I pushed open the door and smiled slightly when I saw the back of the man's head near the window. He was sitting up in the manual wheelchair that he used during the day even though he wasn't capable of using it himself. Truthfully, he wasn't capable of doing anything himself anymore. I dropped my bag on the freshly made hospital bed and walked over to where the nurses had positioned the wheelchair. I spun him around so that I could see his face while I sat comfortably on the bed. I stifled the wince I always felt whenever I first saw the burn scar that took up the whole left side of his face and settled for a smile instead.

"Okay, where were we up to?" I asked him knowing that I wouldn't get an answer from him as I reached over to grab my handbag. I pulled out an old copy of A Tale Of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. I flipped the pages of the book until I reached the ribbon bookmark and smiled to myself as I settled more comfortably on the bed. "Chapter Five, The Wine-Shop." I read the before smiling over at the man sadly. "Alright, here we go, Peter…" I trailed off as I started reading the novel out loud to the comatose Peter Hale.

The next night at the first lacrosse game of the season, I was just walking over to the bleachers when I saw Allie waving at me frantically from her spot next to Lydia and an older looking guy I assumed was her father. He was good looking for an older guy and I could tell Lydia thought so as well because I could see her checking him out from the corner of her eye. I looked around to see where my mother was because I had wasted time chosen my outfit of maroon Vila Confi Oversize T-Shirt, RAG & BONE Skinny Jeans in Augusta paired with black Victoria's Secret Chuck Taylor® All Star Ox High Top Sneaker and The North Face Shinsky Beanie in Purple and a matching PIECES Europa Scarf and straightening out my naturally wavy hair. I waved to my mother and the Sheriff as I passed them but didn't stop until I was next to Allison.

"Hey, Allie." I greeted her warmly as I took a seat in between her and Lydia.

"Hi, Sophie." She replied brightly with a smile before turning to the man on her other side. "Sophie, this is my dad. Dad, this is Scott's sister Sophie."

"Nice to meet you, Sophie." Mr Argent said politely in his gruff voice and I smiled back at him mischievously.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr Argent. So, you already had the pleasure of meeting Scott? Did you get to threatened him with a gun? I do it all the time. Well, not with a gun, but with a baseball bat." I joked with a smile and Allison and her father both chuckled lightly at me.

"No guns were involved, thankfully. But, Scott did drop by the house earlier to see if I was coming to the game." Allison answered me shyly but with a cute smile that showed off her dimples. "My dad hit him with the car." She finished darkly and I gaped at her in amusement as I cover my mouth with my hands to stop from laughing out loud.

"It was an accident!" Mr Argent defended himself to his daughter but Allie just shot him an unbelieving look.

"Oh no, don't worry. A car is so much better than a gun." I complimented him with a giggle and he chuckled with me while Allison shook her head in amusement. The noise on the bleachers quietened down as the referee blew his whistle to start the game. I bit my bottom lip nervously as I leaned forwards in my seat to watch the game. At first Scott was bumbling around the field and not catching the ball but that might have had something to do with the fact that no one was passing the ball to him even when he was open.

"Which one is Scott again?" Mr Argent asked us halfway through the game.

"Number 11." I answered him without taking my eyes off of the game.

"The only one who hasn't even touched the ball for the entire game." Lydia piped up from my other side and I playfully smacked her thigh without looking.

"I hope he's okay..." Allison murmured quietly to herself and I nodded along with her in concern for my twin brother.

"We need to win this..." Lydia said quietly to herself as she stood back up and grabbed her banner but neither Allison or followed her up so she glared down at us. "Allison! A little help here?" she demanded the taller brunette so Allie rolled her eyes and stood up reluctantly. I saw Scott glance up at Allison as she helped Lydia with her banner that read 'We Wuv Jackson' on it and hoped he didn't take it the wrong way. The game restarted when the referee blew his whistle again but this time Scott stole the ball from the other team and made some incredible shots. Scott made another shot and Allison and I both jumped up and applauded loudly as the entire crowd clapped and cheered for him.

"McCall ! Pass to McCall !" I heard Coach scream at the top of his lungs to the players on the field. I gaped with my mouth open as a player from the other team passes the ball directly to Scott. I watched as Scott lined up to take another shot and I clasped my hand in Allison's of comfort.

"Come on, Scott..." I mumbled to myself as I watched the field with wide eyes.

"You can do this Scott..." Allison murmured besides me and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze at the worry in her voice. Scott lined up the shot and threw the ball directly into the net making the whole crowd go wild. All the spectators started jumping up and down because with the last shot Beacon Hills had won the match. I turned to hug Lydia and then on a whim I hugged Mr Argent as well but when I turned back to the field Scott was gone and so was Allison.