[color=23d07d]"But if you play, I'll have no one to talk to on the bench."[/color] Stiles said with heavy breaths. [color=23d07d]"Are you really going to do that to your best friend?"[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"I can't sit out again. My whole life is sitting on the sidelines."[/color] Scott replied as they made it up the hill to the lacrosse field. [color=#7393B3]"This season I make first line."[/color] Scott was distracted by the girl from his homeroom class, forgetting what he was about to say.

"McCall!" Their coach called, catching his attention.

[color=#7393B3]"Yeah."[/color]

"You're on goal."

[color=#7393B3]"I've never played."[/color]

"I know. Scoring some shots will give the boys a confidence boost. It's a first day back thing." The coach said while smacking Scott on the arm. "Get them energized, fired up!"

[color=#7393B3]"What about me?"[/color] Scott asked, disappointed.

"Try not to take any in the face." Coach turned to the field and yelled, "Let's go! Come on!"

Scott got in position in front of the goal and turned back to the stands to look at the girl from his class.

She turned to Lydia and asked, [color=#CCCCFF]"Who is that?"[/color]

Lydia turned to the field to see who she was talking about. [color=DF6D26]"Him? That's Scott McCall. I only know him because he's friends with Cyrus, the second best player on the team. Why?"[/color]

Scott could hear them talking about him and turned his head to listen more.

[color=#CCCCFF]"He's in my homeroom and English class. He lent me a pen and he's kinda cute."[/color]

Before Scott could hear more of what they were saying the assistant coach blew the whistle causing both his and Cyrus's ears to hurt. They both tried to cover their ears to block out the nose and before Scott could recover he was hit in the head by a flying ball causing a few to laugh.

By the time that the next ball flew towards him Scott was ready and caught it without trying. He was more surprised than his teammates.

[color=23d07d]"Yeah!"[/color] Stiles called out from the bench before muttering under his breath. [color=23d07d]"He's definitely a werewolf."[/color]

Scott continued to catch the balls heading his way after this even gaining praise from Lydia and the new girl. [color=#CCCCFF]"He seems like he's pretty good."[/color]

[color=DF6D26]"Yeah, very good."[/color]

Meanwhile, Jackson wasn't having it. He tried to cut in front of Cyrus, but he lightly pushed him aside. [color=ffb427]"After me."[/color] Cyrus said before launching his ball towards the goal. Scott prepared to catch it but the ball flew straight through his stick's net.

[color=#CCCCFF]"Woah. Who was that?"[/color]

[color=DF6D26]"That's Cyrus. Seems he's gotten stronger over the summer."[/color]

Jackson refused to be shown up and went next. He ran forward and jumped into the air before launching his ball towards Scott. With a broken net Scott wasn't sure of what to do. But as the ball drew closer he put his left hand behind the net to use it to catch the ball causing Stiles, Scott, Lydia, and the new girl to cheer for him.

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After practice the trio of Cyrus, Scott, and Stiles trekked through the woods to find Scott's inhaler. [color=#7393B3]"I don't know what it was."[/color] Scott started. [color=#7393B3]"It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that's not the only weird thing. I can hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"Smell things? Like what?"[/color] Stiles asked.

[color=#7393B3]"Like the Mint Mojito gum in your pocket."[/color]

Stiles reached into his jacket pocket to search for it. [color=23d07d]"I don't even have any Mint Mojito..."[/color] Before he could finish the sentence he pulled out a half unwrapped piece of gum.

Scott stretched out his arms to say, [color=#7393B3]"Told you."[/color] 

Cyrus grabbed Scott's shoulder and looked him in the eye like he was about to deliver terrible news. [color=ffb427]"We're werewolves, Harry."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Come on. You can't seriously believe that. You're the second person to say that today."[/color]

[color=ffb427]"It's true. I'm experiencing the same things. Wait second? Who was the first?"[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"This new girl at school. She dragged me into the bathroom to tell me."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"Oooh."[/color] Stiles said with a childish tone. [color=23d07d]"Bathroom meetings? Our little Scott's growing up."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"It wasn't like that. But this can't be for real, can it?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you feel, it is. But I'm more concerned about there being another werewolf in school. You don't think?"[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"No."[/color] Scott answered with confidence. [color=#7393B3]"If she was I don't think I'd be here. I mean, she didn't seem like a killer."[/color]

They reached the place where they found the body and Scott started looking around on the ground. [color=#7393B3]"I could've sworn this was it. I saw the body, the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"Maybe the killer moved the body."[/color] Stiles answered.

[color=#7393B3]"If he did I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like eighty bucks."[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Are you sure you even need one anymore? I don't think werewolves have asthma. You haven't needed it since last night."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"I'm not---."[/color] Scott began to say before Stiles smacked him on the shoulder to get his attention. Cyrus turned to see where Stiles was looking and noticed Derek standing ominously some yards away from them in a black outfit and leather jacket.

He walked over to them and asked, [color=#0437F2]"What're you doing here? Huh? This is private property."[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Derek. It's me, Cyrus. We were just looking for something. My friend's inhaler."[/color]

Derek reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out an inhaler before tossing it to Scott. Without saying another word he turned around to leave.

[color=#7393B3]"Alright, come on, guys, I gotta get to work."[/color] Scott said, preparing to leave.

Stiles turned to Cyrus and asked, [color=23d07d]"Dude. How do you know Derek Hale?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"His sister, Laura, used to babysit me before the fire. It was her body Scott and I found last night."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"And you were just going to keep that to yourself?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"I didn't know what to say, but you two go on ahead. I'm going to talk to Derek."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"Dude, no. He could've been the one to... you know."[/color]

[color=ffb427]"No. It wasn't him. Derek's not like that. He needs a friend right now and I need answers."[/color]

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Friday night came sooner than expected. For Stiles and Cyrus it felt like a ticking time bomb with the Full Moon hanging over their heads and Scott in denial over what he had become.

Stiles was searching werewolves in his room when he heard a knock at his door. He closed his laptop and walked to the door to open it. Standing on the other side was a goofy faced Scott and an annoyed looking Cyrus. [color=23d07d]"Get in. You gotta see this, dude."[/color] They entered and he closed the door behind them. [color=23d07d]"I've been up all night reading. Websites, books. All this information."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"How much Adderall have you had today?"[/color] Scott asked.

[color=23d07d]"A lot. Doesn't matter. Okay, just listen. I know you don't believe Cyrus and I but you two are werewolves. I started doing all of this reading. Do you even know why a wolf howls?"[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Should I?"[/color]

[color=23d07d]"It's a signal, okay? When a wolf's alone, it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack. So if you two heard a wolf howling maybe it was alerting your bathroom werewolf or a whole pack of them."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Are you seriously wasting my time with this? You know I'm picking up Allison in an hour."[/color] Scott said as he stood up from Stiles's bed to leave.

[color=23d07d]"I saw you on the field today, Scott. Okay, what you did wasn't just amazing, alright? It was impossible."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Yeah, so I made a good shot."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"No, you made an incredible shot. I mean, the way you moved, your speed, your reflexes. People can't just suddenly do that overnight. And there's the vision and the senses. And like Cyrus said, you don't need your inhaler anymore."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Okay! Dude, I can't think about this now. Why don't you harass Cyrus about this?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Because I'm not the one in denial about it. I know your bite healed too, Scott. That doesn't happen overnight either."[/color] Cyrus interjected.

[color=23d07d]"And the full moon's tonight. Don't you get it?"[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"What are you trying to do? I just made the first line. I got a date with a girl who I can't believe wants to go out with me. Everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"We're not trying to ruin it, Scott. You need to be aware and we want to make sure you and Allison are safe."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"He's right, Scott. It's not just that the moon will cause you to physically change. It also just so happens to be when your bloodlust will be at its peak."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Bloodlust?"[/color]

[color=23d07d]"Yeah, your urge to kill."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"I'm already starting to feel an urge to kill, Stiles."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"You gotta hear this."[/color] Stiles turned around to reach for a book. [color=23d07d]"The can change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse. Alright? I haven't seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does. You gotta cancel this date. I'm gonna call her right now."[/color] Stiles got up and went over to Scott's bag to try and get his phone.

Scott grabbed Stiles and pushed him against the wall and lifted his fist to punch him. [color=#7393B3]"Give it to me!"[/color]

Cyrus grabbed Scott's fist and glared into his eyes. [color=ffb427]"Put him down, Scott!"[/color]

Scott grunted and let him go before pushing a chair out of the way to release his anger. He started to breathe heavily until it finally hit him what he had been doing. He turned to Cyrus. [color=#7393B3]"Why isn't he worried about you? Why aren't you acting differently?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Because I might not just be a normal werewolf. I've been responding to the bite differently. I'm going through the same changes, but I have more control over myself. And if I lose control Ronnie's there to keep me in check."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"Ronnie? What does she have to do with anything?"[/color]

Cyrus paused for a moment, unsure if he should answer him. He didn't want to expose Alan by doing so. [color=ffb427]"She's a Druid. She's the one who helped me understand what I've been going through. She can also calm me down if I do change."[/color]

[color=#7393B3]"She's a what? This is just too much to take in right now. I'm sorry, Stiles. I appreciate that you two care about me, but I gotta get ready for that party."[/color] He started to walk towards the door. [color=#7393B3]"If I do feel anything happening, I'll leave."[/color] He opened the door of Stiles's room and left.

Cyrus turned to Stiles. [color=ffb427]"Are you okay?"[/color]

[color=23d07d]"I'm fine. I'm just worried about him. Take care of him tonight, will ya?"[/color]

[color=ffb427]"You know it."[/color]

[color=23d07d]"For some reason he listens to you. Maybe you are different after all."[/color]

[color=ffb427]"Why does that sound like a bad thing?"[/color]