Forever and Always (Sciles)

13: Lacrosse Training is Hell

"Come on, we should hurry up if we don't want to be late for school. I have my first lacrosse practice of the year today." I groan, not really feeling up to Coach's wrath. "You'll be fine, Stiles. Relax. I can be watching from the stands as support, if you want." Kara tells me.

"Yeah, but secretly you really only want to go to lacrosse practice tonight because you would want to watch Isaac." I snicker. "Hey!" Kara protests. She gets up, walks over to me and playfully punches me in the arm, which surprisingly hurts. "Ow! Come on, we should get ready." I comment. With that, the two of us put our dishes away and finish getting ready for school.

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I groan as I walk towards the boys locker room, wondering how sore I will be after practice tonight. I walk past Danny, who says a quick hello. I wave back in response before walking into the locker room. I see Scott, Liam and Isaac already there in the middle of changing. They turn around and watch me enter the room. Scott smirks when he sees me staring at his bare torso, which makes me blush. Liam and Isaac snicker quietly, which makes my face heat up even more. Scott walks over to me before we walk over to my locker together. "You're just in time, Stiles. Any minute now, Coach will barge through that door and-" As if on cue, Coach storms into the room with an annoyed scowl on his face.

"Alright you little delinquents. We have a tough match next week. The school we are playing against hasn't lost a single game in a couple of years. So, in order for us to win, we need to train harder than ever before. Hurry up and finish changing. I expect you all to be out on the field within five minutes." Coach says before walking out of the room again.

"Wow, you must be psychic." I giggle and nudge Scott in the arm playfully. Scott chuckles and shakes his head before proceeding to pull on his lacrosse uniform. I place my bags in my locker, grab the things I need and quickly get changed too. "Is it me or is Coach in a bad mood?" I ask the group as I grab my lacrosse stick and helmet.

"He is always in a bad mood." Scott laughs.

"Yeah, and that's mainly your fault, Stiles." Isaac tells me. I look over to the curly haired werewolf who is wearing a smirk. I hear Danny snicker from the other side of the room at Isaac's comment. I shrug in response. "I'm not going to argue with that. I do enjoy getting on Coach's nerves. Let's be honest though. Who doesn't? Maybe if he lightened up, people wouldn't pull so many pranks on him." I chuckle in response. Scott sighs happily and I feel him wrap his arms around my waist. He nuzzles his head into my neck and I can feel him smiling. I then feel myself smile and my cheeks heat up a little. "Have I mentioned how much I love you?" Scott asks me, brushing his lips against my neck.

"Maybe, but I wouldn't mind a refresher." I giggle in response, placing my hands over Scott's. A couple of the lacrosse guys give us funny glares, but I really couldn't care less what they thought about my relationship with Scott. Our lifestyle isn't affecting them, so they shouldn't be bothered by it. Danny walks past us with a smile on his face. "I always knew you too would make a great couple." He tells us.

"How's Ethan?" I ask before Danny walks out the room.

"Oh, yeah, he's doing great actually. I think he'll be coming to Beacon Hills to stay for a little while, so you might see more of him around." Danny replies before he walks away.

"Uh, who's Ethan?" Liam frowns in confusion.

"Oh, right, he left town before you came to Beacon Hills High School and before we knew you. It's kind of a long story. Don't worry about it, Liam. Isaac and Ethan kind of have a bad history together." I answer. Isaac nods in agreement. Judging by the glazed over look in his eyes, he must be flashing back to some of those not so good memories with the twins. I wonder how Ethan is going without Aiden anyway? I guess I can ask him if he does come to Beacon Hills. I notice that everyone has started walking out of the locker room. I reluctantly pull out of Scott's grip and grab my lacrosse helmet and stick. I look between Scott, Isaac and Liam. "Come on, let's not make Coach any angrier than he already is." I suggest as I place my helmet on my head. The werewolves nod in agreement before putting on their helmets too. With that, the four of us walk out of the boys locker room and towards the front entrance of the school and then over to the lacrosse field. I use my free hand to interlock it with Scott's free hand and squeeze it gently and comfortingly as we continue to make our way to lacrosse practice. I see a smile form on Scott's face as he squeezes my hand back in response.