Chapter 2: Second Chance At First Line

Lydia POV

I sat in the bleachers waiting for practice to start when I got a text.

Hey, talked to Scott. –A

What happened? ;) –L

I heard Coach yell one on ones and to have Jackson get a long stick as I looked up to see Jackson in his '37' jersey doing as he was told. I flashed Jackson a smile as he switched sticks when my phone buzzed.

Second chance, he apologized. Sorry I couldn't come watch lax practice. :( -A

It's fine I'll keep an eye on your lover boy ;) –L

LYDIA! –A

What? –L

You know what! –A

Love ya! Practice is starting –L

Text me when they're done. Love ya too –A

Kk –L

I smiled and put my phone in my pocket as I watched the boys start. One by one Jackson took the boys down when Coach blew the whistle, "McCall let's go." Coach said then blew the whistle again. Scott ran towards the goal and when he was close enough Jackson rammed him to the ground. "Hey McCall, McCall my, my grandmother could move faster than that and she's dead. Do you think you can move faster than the lifeless corpse of my dead grandmother?" Coach stood up, "McCall's gonna do it again, McCall's gonna do it again!" Scott got back in line and something was different. Coach blew the whistle twice and Scott ran towards Jackson and when he got close enough slammed his shoulder into Jackson's. Jackson hit the ground with a thud.

I could tell something was wrong the minute he hit the ground because he grabbed his shoulder. I was suddenly very scared, "Jackson!" I screamed as I jumped up off the bleachers and ran to Jackson on the field. Scott then fell to the ground as I dropped to Jackson's side. "Jackson, Jackson baby look at me." I said as I raised his head up and pulled off the helmet and I was truly surprised to see tears in Jackson's eyes, "Coach! Coach he's hurt!" I screamed. "Look you're gonna be fine, Jackson honey look at me please." I begged as Coach came towards us and Stiles ran to Scott.

Suddenly three more players were standing over me, Jackson, and Coach but Coach held a hand up making them step back. The field medic was next to us then as more of the players surrounded us. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." Coach said as he made the boys stop. "Son look at me, what's hurting?"

"My shoulder." Jackson bit out as he pushed the tears back so the boys didn't see.

"Alright practice is over, I'll call the ambulance." Coach said as he shooed all the other boys away. As the boys left I brushed Jackson's hair out of his face.

"You're gonna be ok baby, they'll be here soon." I said as I kissed his forehead. He grabbed my hand and held it tightly. Soon enough the paramedics were there putting him on a gurney.

I started to get in the ambulance when a paramedic stopped me, "Who are you?" they asked

"His girlfriend and his father won't be pleased to know that someone kept me from being with his son, you should know his father, David Whittemore?" I asked and they paled,

"Please go on in ma'am." She said and I nodded victoriously. I climbed in and held Jackson's hand.

"Don't worry baby we'll be at the hospital soon." I said and he nodded numbly. I'm gonna kill Allison's lover boy.

When we got to the hospital they pushed him in quickly with me right beside him. A pretty nurse with curly brown hair walked up, "What happened?" she as she started pushing and the others left.

"He got hurt during lacrosse practice now he's in a great deal of pain in his shoulder, he pretty much got tackled." I explained as I glanced at her name tag 'Melissa McCall' I decided to leave out the part out where it was her son's fault.

"He'll need an x-ray on his shoulder and he is?" Mrs. McCall asked

"Jackson Whittemore, he's captain. I'm Lydia Martin his girlfriend. Do I need to go ahead and call his parents?" I asked

"That would be wise, I'll go ahead and take him to get the x-ray, and I'll let you know something as quickly as I can. Thank you Ms. Martin." She said as she walked away with Jackson.

I walked over to a waiting area and pulled out my phone. I pulled up my contacts and called Mr. Whittemore's law office. "Whittemore Law Firm how may we help you?" the secretary asked.

"I need to speak with Mr. Whittemore. This is Lydia Martin." I said officially.

"One moment Ms. Martin." She said

"Hello, this is David Whittemore." Jackson's father said.

"Hi, Mr. Whittemore it's Lydia." I said

"Hello Lydia is something wrong?" he asked with a business like concern.

"Um actually there is." I said

"What is it? Has something happened to Jackson?" he asked

"Well Jackson was injured during practice, we're at the hospital now and he's already back having an x-ray of his shoulder being done. The nurse said for me to inform his parents." I said

"I'll be there in 10 minutes, have you already spoken to my wife?" he asked

"No you were the first person I called." I said

"Good don't call her she'll just get in a panic, I'll tell her." He said then I heard the dial tone.

"Goodbye to you too." I said sarcastically. Then 10 minutes later on the dot Mr. Whittemore came blowing in like a tornado. "Hi Mr. Whittemore." I said

He ignored me and grabbed the nearest nurse, "Where's my son!" he demanded.

"Um, who?" the young red headed nurse asked and I glanced at her name tag 'Jennifer Hall'

"My son, Jackson Whittemore where is he?" he said

"Um sir I don't work in this division I work in Beacons Crossing Home. I came here to pick up an information chart for a new patient so I you would please unhand me it would be appreciated." Jennifer said and I got a back vibe off of her.

"Mr. Whittemore." A voice called and we turned to see Mrs. McCall standing there. "You're son just got put in a room while we wait for Jackson's test results to get back." She said "I can show you and Ms. Martin to his room."

"Yes thank you," I said with a smile before he could insult her too. She smiled gently and led us to a room where Jackson was in his normal clothes but laying down on the bed with an ice pack on his shoulder. "Hey baby." I said as I walked over and kissed his forehead

"Hey Lyd." He said with a smile, "Hi dad." He said

"How did this happen?" Mr. Whittemore demanded.

"I just got caught by surprise." Jackson said

"That's no excuse you should be a better player than to-" Mr. Whittemore got cut off by Dr. Hillard coming into the room.

"Jackson Whittemore?" she asked

"Yes that's me." Jackson said

"Well I took a look at your x-ray results." She asked

"And?" his father demanded

"Well Jackson has a separated shoulder and from what I've been told you're captain of the lacrosse team." She said

"He is." His father answered for him.

"Well it can't be determined on whether you can play in the game Saturday but you need to take it easy till then and then we'll see. You can go home as soon as your father signs these papers." She said and his dad grabbed the papers and signed them hurriedly.

"Come on Jackson, let's go." He said as he walked out of the room.

"Thank you Dr. Hillard we appreciate it." I said and she nodded before leaving the room. "I'll see you later baby." I said as I kissed him on the cheek.

"Thanks Lyd, love you." He said

"Love you too." I said as he walked off to his dad.


I stood at the board in math class next to Scott as I worked an equation. "Why is there a rumor going around that you're not playing tomorrow?" I asked him as I worked.

"Because I'm sort of not." He said from beside me.

I paused and looked over at him, "I think you sort of are, especially when you brutally injury my boyfriend by ramming into him." I said

"He brutally injured himself by ramming into me." Scott said defensively.

"Jackson's gonna play tomorrow but he's not going to be at his peak. And I prefer my boyfriend at peak performance." I said

"Ok?" he said

"I date the captain of the winning lacrosse team." I said "And if they start off the season losing, I date the captain of the losing lacrosse team. I don't date losers."

"Losing one game isn't gonna kill anyone in fact it might even save someone." He said as I got close to finishing the equation.

"Fine, don't play we'll probably win anyway then we'll go out after like we were planning and I'll introduce Allison to all the hot players on the team and Scott McCall can stay home surfing the net for porn." I said as I set the chalk down and clapped my hands together. I turned and strutted back to my seat and flashed a smile to the teacher who smiled back.

"Mr. McCall you're not even close to solving your problem." Mr. Johns said

After class I stood at my locker and I saw Sheriff Stilinski standing there, he was talking to the assistant principal, I leaned back slightly to hear what he was saying. "I want everyone under the age of 18 to be in their homes by 9:30pm. We'd like to institute the curfew effective immediately." The sheriff said I left and ran down the steps and grabbed Allison by the arm.

I paused, "Hey you got your jacket back." I said

"Yeah I did." She said "Thanks for putting it in my locker."

"No problem." I said even though I didn't put it in her locker, but whatever.

Then I ran up to Matt with Allison with me. "Hey Matt, this is Allison Argent she's new. Allison this is Matt Daehler." I said

"Hi Matt." She said as she shook his hand.

"Hi," he said "So do you like lacrosse?"

"Yeah, when I moved here it's the first time I saw it but I really liked it." Allison said as Scott came closer. I tilted my head and smirked at him.

"Come on Matt." I said as I took his hand and pulled him away from her. "Bye Ally."

"Bye Allison." Matt said

"Bye." She said


When I got home I called out, "I'm home." But the only response I got was Prada rushing to me. I walked inside but hit the edge of coffee table and knocked off a cup that was luckily plastic but that didn't stop a long buried memory from resurfacing.

No. I can't think about that I won't. It's in the past and it'll stay there I don't need to be wasting my time getting upset over something I can't change now. It was bad but it's over. I am Lydia Martin, Queen B of Beacon Hills High School, I don't need anyone pitying me and I sure as hell won't pity myself. Conceal it, don't feel it.

It was then that I was back in reality and out of my own head but of course I could feel hot salty tears streaming down my face. I had intended to go for a run but I don't think that's a very good idea, my point was proven as I received a text message so instead I fixed my makeup and headed for the hospital once I looked down at my phone, 'Gone to hospital to have my shoulder looked at again –J'

Ask for a cortisone shot -L

I touched up my makeup and set my binder down before grabbing my purse. After I gave myself a twice over I left the house and drove down to the hospital. I sat in a waiting chair and slipped my Bluetooth in and called Allison. "Hey." I said

"Hi Lydia, what's up?" she asked me.

"I'm at the hospital Jackson's getting a shot to help him out for the game. What are you doing?" I asked

"Well I've been sitting at home but thanks for introducing me to Matt because he seemed really nice but I mean I really like Scott and do you think he likes me? But after you and Matt left he started asking all these really weird questions because I got my jacket back from the party. But I mean is he always like that or what?" she asked and I laughed but I realized that Stiles was talking.

"Hold on, give me a second." I said to her as I moved my hair back and took the Bluetooth out. "Yeah I didn't get any of what you just said. Is it worth repeating?" I asked him

He seemed to get flustered and said, "Um no sorry." Before walking away awkwardly "I'm a sit here." he said "You don't care."

"Ok." I said to him and I said, "I'm back."

"Oh it's fine actually I have to go my mom needs help with the groceries." Allison said

"Kk see you later." I said with a smile as I heard Allison hang up. I pulled the Bluetooth out and slipped it into my pocket. Jackson came out rubbing his shoulder. "Did he do it?" I asked him as I stood up.

"He said not to make a habit of it but one cortisone shot won't kill me." Jackson said

"You should get one right before the game to." I said and Jackson gave me a look. "The pros do it all the time. You want to be a little high school amateur? Or, do you want to go pro?" I asked as I walked towards him before kissing him. I hummed before he wrapped an arm around my waist and we walked off.

We got out to our cars and I was parked next to him. "Too bad I have to get home." He said

"Too bad, but you need rest. I want you to be a peak performance for the game." I said as I kissed him then turned and walked to my driver's seat. "Bye Jackson." I said as I got in my car and pulled out, leaving him standing there. It was like a role reversal of the first time we broke up.

I was fixing the black belt that went across my stomach on my pink dress when I saw Jackson walk up. "Hey Jackson." I said as I kissed his lips. It was right after the end of 8th grade and I was just leaving a party that I had gone to with some girls from yoga class.

"Hey Lydia we need to talk." He said as we stood on the sidewalk.

"What's up Jackson?" I asked confused.

"Look Lydia, we're going into high school and it would be best if we went in separately, take on new things, meet new people." Jackson said

I froze "Jack-Jackson are you breaking up with me?" I asked as tears sprang to my eyes.

"I'm sorry Lydia I mean I love you but it's for the best." He said as he leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. "Bye Lydia." He said as he turned and walked away.

I felt a sort of numbness take over me as I walked down the sidewalk. It didn't make any sense; Jackson told me he loved me, so why break up with me when we've been dating for a year? I couldn't find an answer as I walked up the steps of my house. The door was wide open so I went ahead and went in.

When I walked in I was greeted with the no longer unusual sight of my mother passed out on the couch, a bottle of Gallo Wine held loosely in her sleeping grip. "Mom," I sighed as I pulled the bottle from her grip and sat it on the table. I saw the bottle of Prozac on the table next to the tipped over wine glass and sighed. I fought back the tears that wanted to come and instead set her feet up on the couch, and covered her with a blanket. Conceal it, don't feel it.


I sat on my bed as I pulled on my shoes and talked to Allison who was on speaker. "Wait, wait, wait you're saying that your dad hit Scott with his car and Scott just got up and was like 'oh I'm fine'?" I asked her trying hard not to laugh.

"I know it was so weird and then he asked I was still coming to the game." She said

"And..." I asked

"I told him 'of course' then my dad decided he was coming too." She said

"Wait your dad's coming?" I asked as I grabbed my ear muffs.

"Yeah he is; god I hope this doesn't end badly." She whined

"It'll be fine, I'll be there." I said as I picked up my phone.

"Yippy!" she cheered sarcastically

"Hush, I'll see you there." I teased as I hung up. I got to the school a few minutes later and I walked straight onto the field when I saw Scott's number '11' jersey. "Scott!" I hollered as I walked up to him and Stiles and grabbed the middle of his jersey and pulled him to where we were extremely close, "I just want you to remember one thing for tonight." I said as I stared intently at him.

He looked down at where my hand had fisted his jersey, "Uhh, 'winning isn't everything'?" he tried.

I laughed and fixed the side of his jersey and tiled my head before looking up at him. "Nobody likes a loser." I corrected. I patted him on the chest as I walked away. I came up to Allison and her father, "Hi Ally, hello Mr. Argent it's nice to meet you I'm Lydia." I said as I held my hand out for him to shake.

He gave a kind smile as he shook my hand, "Nice to meet you to Lydia. Allison's told me how nice you've been since the first day and it's appreciated." He said

"Well, being the new kid can suck and I figured she could use a friend." I said politely he smiled and I sat down next to Allison as one of the coaches blew a whistle. The boys ran out on the field and I saw Jackson's familiar '37' taking a place at the starter. I watched them as they played and I saw the ball hit the ground. After a moment's hesitation Scott ran for the ball then so did Jackson. I watched Jackson push him to the ground and grabbed the ball and ran with it and scored the first goal. We stood and cheered loudly as the sound of the goal rang out.

I heard Coach yell, "That's it Jackson! Get fired up! Fired up!"

We cheered and then I turned to Allison, "Will you help me hold up my sign?" I asked her and she nodded. I picked up the sign and we both held a corner of the sign that read 'WE LUV U JACKSON'.

As the game continued I saw Allison out of the corner of my eye put a hand up to her mouth, "Which one is Scott again?" Mr. Argent asked.

"Number 11," I said, "Otherwise known as the only one who hasn't caught a single ball this entire game."

"I hope he's ok." Allison said

"I hope we're ok." I said as I checked the scoreboard once more it was 3 to 5 winning on the guest's side and we're in the 4th quarter with a minute and twenty nine seconds left in the game. "We need to win this." I said determinedly as I stood up and started to hold up another Jackson sign, "Allison, a little help here?" I asked and she looked at me before getting up and we both held up and end of a sign that had 'JACKSON IS #1!' on it.

I saw Scott look at us and I smirked and twisted side to side a little bit. The boys at started pushed for the ball and it flew up in the air, before the boys could get it when it came down Scott ran and jumped up, catching the ball before taking off running with it. He curved around every player that got in his way and slung the ball into the goal putting us at 4 to 5. A woman with curly dark brown hair in front of us a row or two down cheered loudly and I remembered her to be Mrs. McCall. I sat dumbfounded for a second as everyone else jumped up and cheered.

After a minute I started clapping from where I sat in my seat, "Pass to McCall, Pass to McCall! McCall!" I heard Coach yell at the boys. They started again and one of the boys in white got it. He turned and saw McCall standing there and froze for a second before tossing him the ball.

"Did the opposing team actually just pass us the ball?" Mr. Argent asked

"Yes I believe so Mr. Argent." I said as I wrung my hands together then found myself clinging onto Allison as we looked at each other for a minute before gluing our eyes back on the field. Scott once again wove through the field and slung the ball with such force that I could see from where I sat that the ball ripped through the player's net. Allison looked at her dad excitedly and he smiled and tilted his head.

"Oh my gosh Lydia did you see that?" she asked me excitedly.

"I did," I said breathlessly. It was 5 to 5 now, game point with 29 seconds left in the game. The ref blew the whistle and I held my breath. Scott got the ball and ran/walked towards the goal. He seemed to hesitate and Allison gripped my arm tightly before standing a little straighter.

"You can do it Scott." She said quietly it was down to 5 seconds and the boys on boys sides of him lunged and Scott flung the ball and it hit the net a second before the buzzer went off. Allison and I jumped up and cheered with the rest of the stands as our 5 turned to 6. I saw Stiles cheered excitedly from the bench and we ran onto the field. I saw Allison run off to find Scott but I decided not to follow.

"Jackson!" I yelled excitedly as I saw him. I ran straight into his arms and he picked me off the ground and span me in the air although I could tell something was wrong. "Jackson what's wrong?" I asked as I put my hands on his shoulders and looked at him.

"Nothing." He said

"Liar," I said "Is it because Scott got the last two goals?" I asked

"He has to be on something Lydia no one gets that good that quick." Jackson said angrily.

"Well then we'll figure it out. Quit stressing besides, if he is taking something that means you're still the best player naturally." I reassured.

"Thanks babe." He said as he kissed me on the lips.

"How's your shoulder?" I asked him as I rubbed his injured shoulder lightly.

"It's been better." He said and I frowned at the fact that it still hurt but he kissed me on the lips and looked at me with a sweet look on his face. "But it's been worse." He said

"Well thanks for making me feel better." I said sarcastically when I spotted his dad coming over. "Your dad's coming. I better go." I said "Bye Jackson, love you." I said and kissed his cheek.

"You too." He said and I sighed as I walked away. I hated when he just said, 'you too'. It's not as sweet.

I huffed but walked back to Allison and her father as I pulled my blue coat closer to my body as a breeze blew through. "Hey Ally." I said as I walked back and she handed me my signs. "Thanks."

"Well we have to go but I'll talk to you later?" she asked

"Yeah of course, bye Ally." I said as I hugged her.

"Bye Lyd." She said as we broke the hug.

"Bye Mr. Argent it was nice meeting you." I said again.

"You too Lydia. Goodbye." He said before they walked off. I saw Sheriff Stilinski standing on the phone talking to someone before hanging up.

"What was that all about?" Mrs. McCall asked him.

"That was Deputy Graeme. She called to tell me that the coroner did a full body inspection and they determined that the killer was an animal, not human so they released Derek Hale who had been in custody. They also determined the identification of the girl." Sheriff Stilinski said

"Who was it?" Mrs. McCall said

"Laura, Laura Hale." He said and I felt my blood run cold. No. Out of instinct I turned and ran off the field and to my car before speeding back to my house. I flung the door open as I got to my house not caring about whether it shut or not and ran up to my room. I dropped to the ground and felt a panic attack going on. Her name kept running through my head, Laura, Laura, Laura. She was dead. It couldn't be. That's why Derek was back. Someone killed his sister.


AN: Hey guys, I am sooo sorry that I haven't updated in forever. My computer's virus protection ran out and my dad told me not to get on the internet at all and he would freak if he knew I was using my internet right now. But, because I love everyone who reads and enjoys my stories I am willing to risk it to update these stories.

Hugs and Kisses - Madame Magic