02 │ OUT OF CONTROL

OLIVIA WALKED UP the steps of her high school, catching a site of Scott. She walked towards him with a smile on her face. "Feeling better?" Olivia asked him. Scott looked up to her, from his siting position. He caught the caring brown eyes of the dark skinned girl. The girl confused why the boy had left in such a hurry yesterday.

"Umm," He didn't know how to answer her question. It was not like it was easy to admit to people that you are a werewolf, nor they will believe it. So, he decided to tell partly the truth. "Yeah, I'm feeling better." He said unsure. Olivia laughed at his unsure tone. She led him a encouraging smile.

"You sounded so confident." Olivia said softly. The sarcasm evident on her face.

Scott looked at the floor before looking back at her. "Sorry, I'm just..." He didn't got to finish his sentence because he saw his best friend running towards them. He pushed Olivia out of the way, not noticing it was her.

He rested his hand on his knees as he tried to get back the oxygen he lost while running trying to find Scott. "You are in so much trouble man." Stiles told Scott. Oliver looked at Stiles in confusion.

Olivia sighed before moving so that she was not blocked by Stiles. "Don't push me, Stiles." Olivia mumbled, looking at Stiles with narrowed eyes. Stiles looked behind him, staring at Olivia. Olivia raised an eyebrow at him.

"Hey Ollie," He greeted her. Olivia smiled at her new nick name. "I'm sorry. I didn't saw you." Stiles stuttered.

"It's fine." Olivia said, giving him a side smile.

Scott looked at Stiles. "What do you mean I'm in trouble?" Scott asked. His palm started to sweat, while he looked at his best friend.

Stiles turned to Scott. "Well, you did left Allison by herself on the party." Stiles said to him. "You have to..." Stiles started, but Oliver cut him off.

"You don't have to worry hat much. She might be slightly disappointed, but she has the biggest crush on you." Olivia added, earning a surprised look from both boys.

A light bulb was light in Stiles' brain. "You are friends with her right?" Stiles asked her, pointing at Olivia.

Olivia nodded at him before answering. "Yeah," Olivia answered him. She smiled brightly at Stiles, causing him to blush.

Scott looked at Olivia with pleading eyes. "Do you think she will forgive me?" Scott asked her, standing up.

Olivia shrugged at him. "She will, it was't as if you ran off to meet someone else." Olivia said. Stiles smirked at her. She noticed Stiles' smirk. "Why are you smirking?" She asked, fixing her hold of her backpack.

Stiles smirked widen, and shook his head. "Nothing, nothing, nothing." He mumbled.

Scott sighed. "What should I do?" Scott asked Olivia. It was his best option; she was a girl after all.

"Talk to her. She is coming this way. Go and get her, you are a big boy." Olivia said to him. She pushed him towards Allison't direction. Scott looked at her, and Stiles. "He looks like a puppy who is about to get yell at." Olivia whispered to Stiles.

Stiles looked at her worried. "Puppy?" He asked her. His voice going twice as high.

Olivia looked at him weirdly. "Yeah," Olivia said, nodding at him.

Stiles gulped before getting the guts to ask her something. "Are you coming to practice?" Stiles asked her.

Olivia smiled at him. "I don't see why not." Olivia answered him.

Stiles fidgeted with his hands, while looking at the floor. "Do you want to go together?" Stiles mumbled. Olivia smiled at the boy who was next to her.

She gave him a reassuring smile. "Yes," Olivia said. Stiles sighed, nodding at her. Olivia walked along with him through Beacon Hills High School.

Stiles' brain was working one thousand miles per hour, trying to think of something nice to say to her. "Nice hair." Stiles complemented her. Olivia gave him a grateful smile.

"Thank you, and it's this way all the time." Olivia joked.

Stiles let out a nervous chuckle. "I know. I look at it all the time." Stiles said to her. He realized the word that come out of his mouth once he let them out. He looked at Olivia nervously, who was looking at the floor. "I meant, umm." He said trying to correct himself. Olivia laughed at him.

"I know what you meant, and thank you. Nobody had commented about my hair before. They did comment about my face though." Olivia told him. Earning a small smile from Stiles since she did not make fun of him nor was creeped out by his statement.

"Well, you are a really pretty girl." Stiles replied, scratching the back on his neck. Olivia smiled at him, feeling her cheeks heat up.

"That's sweet of you Stiles." Olivia told him. Stiles smiled, walking towards the chaining room. He waved goodbye at her.

Olivia made her way to the field. She sat on the bench, putting he bag on the floor. As she sat down, someone caught her attention. He had a strong jawline, and brown hair. He was staring at her with a blank expression. "Olivia," Stiles yelled from afar. Olivia turned to look at her brunette friend.

"Hey, where is Scott?" She asked him.

"Here." Scott said behind her.

She smiled at the both of them. "Good luck boys." She told them, before the coach wistled, most likely breaking everyone's ear drum. The two best friends nodded at her before the left to go to practice.

As the practice went on, Olivia cheered at her friends; until Scott fell to his knees in the middle of the practice. Olivia raced to his aid. She knelt down next to Scott with Stiles. "Are you okay?" She asked them.

"We are good." They both said. Scott's voice muffled. They pushed her away before running to the changing room.

"Okay," Olivia said unsure, while standing up from the grass. The girl did not known that Scott was far from okay. He was suffering from a severe change, a very hairy one.

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Olivia sat down next to Stiles as they watched the people joined the bleachers for today's game. Scott and Stiles had asked Olivia to join them for the game. "Do you think we are going to see action today?" Olivia asked him as she watched the other prayers stretch.

Stiles watched her as she watched the other people; admiring her face. "Yeah," He said unsure, trying to bring himself back to reality.

The both friends sat down watching the game. Olivia turned to look at Allison and Lydia, who were sitting a few seats up from them. She frowned at the sight of the poster both girls were carrying: they were cheering for someone named Jackson. Allison did not looked impressed neither. Turning her attention back to the game, she saw how Jackson hit Scott. Olivia stood up anger boiling inside her.

"What the hell Jackson? He is your team. How are you going to win if you are being an idiot." Olivia screamed from the bleachers, earning some surprised looks from people around her. The girl, being new, did not know that she was yelling at the beloved Star Prayer: Jackson Wittermore. Stiles stood up after her, pulling her down back to the bleachers. "I can't belive this is happening." Olivia whispered to Stiles.

"Me neither." He said to her, chewing on his bottom lip as he saw the event unfold.

Olivia's patience was running low, as Scott's team mates ignored him. Scott was one of the people who had showed his kind heart to her arrival, and it was the reason why she was getting mad at the other players. "Hey, pass the damn ball to McCall dumbasses." Olivia screamed, standing up again. Stiles rolled his eyes, not pulling her back to her seat as he knew she needed to blow off some steam. Both of them watched closely at Scott, who was letting his anger control him. The team was loosing because of Jackson's stupidity, and this was one of the factors that angered Scott.

"If we loose because of Jackson, I will make him suffer." Olivia murmered in anger, glaring at Lydia's boyfriend. Stiles put a supporting hand on her shoulder, blushing when he noticed she was not pushing him off. The two of them watched as Scott marked the next goal. Both of them jumped in excitement. Olivia hugged Stiles, kissing his cheek on the process. Stiles stood frozen on his spot, will Olivia cheered. Stiles couldn't avoid the smile creeping on his face.

The game progressed, and Scott was clearly the new Star Prayer now. When Scott scored the last goal, everyone cheered in delight. Olivia hugged Stiles one last time. Stiles hugged her back this time. While pulling away their faces were inches from each other. Stiles face turned crimson red. Olivia took the chance and kissed his cheek. She let go, trying to find Scott. Stiles looked around too in confusion. His brain was trying to process everything that had happened.

Olivia looked around, unsuccessfully finding Scott. She walked back to Stiles, who seemed to be looking for him as well. "Where is Scott?" Olivia asked him. Stiles took her hand, and ran towards the changing rooms. Stiles opened the door cautiously. The two didn't heard a sound. "Why do you think he is here?" Olivia whispered to Stiles.

Stiles looked inside the changing room. When he did not see anything, he turned to Olivia. "Maybe he wanted to change fast." Stiles lied. Olivia rolled her eyes. The duo poked their heads from behind a locker, looking at Scott and Allison.

Olivia held back a laugh. "I think he is good." Olivia joked. Stiles looked at her, rolling his eyes. "They are cute." Olivia added. Stiles looked at the couple, and then at Olivia. Olivia looked to him with a small smirk. "What?" She asked him, knowing she just caught him staring.

"Nothing," Stiles said, avoiding her eyes. Olivia looked back at the couple, smiling.

"I just hope one day I find my happiness as Allison did." Olivia whispered to Stiles, not taking her eyes off them.

Stiles smiled at her, even though she could not see it. "You will eventually. We all do." Stiles said looking at her.