Chapter 8: 5- The Lacrosse game

SPY ✔︎ DEREK HALEWords: 4095

ALLISON, LYDIA AND HAZEL SAT TOGETHER AT THE BENCH TO WATCH THE LACROSSE GAME EVEN IF SCOTT DID PLAY.

They started playing and what Hazel first noticed was Jackson pushing Scott on the ground as Hazel made a face. "Are you kidding me?!"

That's when Jackson took the ball with his lacrosse and threw it to the goal as everyone cheered.

Lydia turned to the girls before she picked up a big sign of 'WE LUV YOU JACKSON' written on it. She made Allison pick it up to view it with Lydia but Hazel kept standing there and definitely wasn't going to do that.

Scott noticed that and Hazel knew by any second that he was getting angrier. There goes the wolf.

"This is not gonna end well." Hazel mumbled as she ran a hand through her face then placed it on top of her head.

Scott stood there, bended, which confused everyone. Hazel closed her eyes. She was too scared to watch this.

Allison's father leaned next to Allison. "Which one is Scott again?"

"Number 11. Otherwise known as the only one who hasn't caught a single ball the entire game." Lydia said making Hazel look at her before breaking her eyes away from the sassy girl.

"I hope he's okay." Allison hoped.

"I hope we're okay." Lydia said. "We need to win this." Lydia picked up the sign again and made Allison stood up also to which she felt uncomfortable to do it again.

"Allison? A little help here?" Hazel rolled her eyes.

Once Scott noticed that the girls were doing it again he grew more angrier and his eyes turned yellow before it wentnback brown.

As the next round started everyone started cheering again and Scott out of nowhere jumped over the player and grabbed the ball with the lacrosse to Stiles' and Hazel's surprise.

Scott ran and ran, passing through every player that were about to snatch the ball away from him and that's when Hazel jumped. "Come on!"

He threw the ball and it went on goal. "Yes!" Hazel smiled with everyone else cheering except Lydia that sat there.

The next round, Scott turned to the player that started to get scared of him and passed him the ball when Scott ran pass the players again and threw the ball until it went on goal again.

Everyone cheered but Hazel noticed that something was off with Scott. Then she noticed that he couldn't continue the game if he doesn't control it.

The next round, Scott had the ball again and looked around the players that were against him.

"Scott, don't do this." Hazel mumbled.

Five seconds wer now left when the two other players were about to run at Scott but Scott threw the ball and made for the third time a goal again.

"Yes! That's my brother!" Hazel jumped and cheered for him.

But Hazel stopped once she noticed that Scott's claws were coming out while the people ran towards the field that sat on the bench.

Scott ran away back unissued School and Hazel cussed under her breath. "Shit."

She also noticed that Allison was running after him when hazel just sat down on the bench again and sighed out of stress.

No one knew what was going on with Scott and how Scott could change into the better lacrosse player ever but Stiles and Hazel knew what was to come.

Once everyone was out of sight on the field she was the only one sitting there on the bench, trying to call her mother, while playing with her bracelet until she noticed Jackson on the middle of the field picking up Scott's gloves.

"Oh no..." Hazel whispered and slowly ended the call.

Jackson was looking at the gloves closely and seemed confused as to why the gloves had holes on the tips of the fingers.

Jackson looked around when he stopped looking to where he did which made Hazel look at his direction and see a figure standing there.

There was much fog by the light so that Hazel couldn't even see but she knew exactly who it was.

Derek.

He turned around to walk away and the girl started to realize why.

Hazel knew at this moment that everything went down for a minute. She didn't know if she should just cuss or stay frozen but she knew one thing.

Scott was screwed.

S/T: I said it for the Ghost of you

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