𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕪𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕕 | 𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑶𝑳𝑭

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 5~ 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆

I jumped a little since he yelled pretty close to my ear

Coach: you aren't paying attention! You are as much of a disappointment as your brother!

You: sorry coach..

Coach: Sorry's for losers. Tell you what-

He looked at the guy next to me

Coach: Jack! You're goalie

He yelled and then looked back at me

Coach: Jack here is the best goalie on the team, never missed a ball. NEVER. So If you manage to score at least 1 goal you're on the team.

Crap

He gave me a ball and Jack ran to the net

I looked at Stiles and he gave me a thumbs up and mouthed 'you got this'.

I took a deep breath and indicated to Jack that I was ready.
I aimed at a spot that Jack wasn't covering and kicked the ball as hard as I could.
The ball flew right past Jack's hand and into the net.
I scored! I did it!
The others started cheering and coach kept looking dumbfounded at the ball in the net.

Stiles was also cheering from the bleachers which made me giggle

Coach: McCall! Come here!

I ran to coach.

Coach: I guess you ARE like your brother. Brilliant but lazy. Work on your sprints, you're on the team.

He said calmly.

We all took turns shooting the ball or beating goalie. I was good at scoring goals but I was TERRIBLE at being goalie. And to top it all off I got hit in the face with a ball in the face and a bruise was already forming on my cheek.

You: ah shit!

Coach: ha!

Coach laughed and then looked at me and cleared his throat

Coach: who threw that?!

No one said anything

Coach: go put ice on that. You're excused for the rest of training

I went to the bleachers and Stiles looked worried.

Stiles: are you ok??

You: I'm fine I just need to grab an ice pack from the nurse's office

Stiles: I'll come with you.

We went to the office and I asked for an ice pack. I sat on one of the chairs outside of the office and Stiles sat next to me.

I put the ice pack on my cheek and hissed from the sudden cold feeling on my face.

Stiles: are you dizzy? Maybe you got a concussion or-

You: I'm fine Stiles. This isn't the first time I've been hit with a ball.

I gave him a reassuring smile and looked at my feet.

I could feel him looking at me so I looked at him and he instantly looked away.

You: you're such a cliche

I chuckled and he looked at me

Stiles: I uh don't know what you're talking about

I smiled at him and rolled my eyes

You: I haven't seen isaac lately I'm a little worried

Stiles: me either

The bell rang and I gave back the ice pack. I said goodbye to Stiles and I went to the locker room to change into my regular clothes: