It's Always Been You || Stiles Stilinski

Chapter 2 - Second Chance At First Line

The copy machine apparently had enough for the day and decided to be a right bastard today. It decided to stop printing the copies I needed for Mr. Harris, who I am a TA for his last period Chem class this year do you sense my overjoyed yay coming?

Fixed the copier, handed the copies off and I am officially done with that nightmare.

I'm making my way to the lacrosse field to wait for the boys to be done with practice when I hear someone not just someone but Scott, bellowing "Get away from me!"

I make a noise, widening my eyes as I instantly start running towards the boys' locker room just down from where I was.

Hearing growling that can NOT be good, I round the corner just as Stiles comes stumbling out the door holding a fire extinguisher and panting like he just ran a mile.

"What the hell is going on?" My eyes go wide trying to figuring out what happened as I take in his scared face and death grip on the extinguisher.

A different type of instant panic crosses his features and he pushes off the wall, blocking me from going any further towards him "Addy! No, stay over here" he pants "please"

I take a step back with his plea as he turns to the doorway on his other side when we hear a groaning "Stiles..."

Holding the fire extinguisher tighter he looks farther past the doorway before his shoulders drop in what I'm guessing in relief.

I walk closer and stand behind him, trying to look between his side and the door and finally see Scott panting on the bench

"What happened?" He croaks out not looking up towards us.

Instantly dropping the fire extinguisher to the ground with a loud clang, Stiles sniffs angrily and pants out "You tried to kill me" while taking off and throwing his gloves to the side.

I follow behind Stiles into the locker room as he sits down in front of Scott "It's like I told you before. It's the anger. It's your pulse rising– it's a trigger."

"But that's lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game, if you hadn't noticed." Scott interrupts

Done with him failing to see the bigger picture again I kneel next to Stiles in front of Scott as well. I move my head forward, gaining his eyes as I digress "Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field."

Stiles nods and elaborates "You can't play Saturday. You're gonna have to get out of the game" he looks guilty even having to suggest this to Scott

Scott still in disbelief, shakes his head like he doesn't see how that will work "I'm first line."

I start to shake my head like that isn't an option right now as Stiles grimly states my inner thought "Not anymore"

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I just reach out to open the door to my room when mom walks past me, tapping my shoulder and nodding her head to indicate me to follow her to Scott's doorway.

Knocking on his open door, she gains his attention with her words "Hey guys, late shift again for me. But I am taking Saturday off to see your first game"