Looks like the rain has stopped.
Outside the animal clinic, Scott locks up while Olivia stands next to him.
Those two look good together.
I just hope Scott doesn’t mess things up with her as he did with Allison in the series.
“So I was wondering if you’re interested in going to the party with me this Saturday,” Scott asked Olivia.
“Yes, I’d love to go with you on Saturday,” she said with a smile.
Walking with Allison to her car, I noticed her stealing a few glances at me.
Adorable.
“Are you free this weekend to go to Lydia’s party?” I asked her while opening the door for her.
She put her hand out.
“Here, give me your phone.”
Automatically, I gave her my phone like it was the most natural thing in my bodily functions.
She typed something on it with a smile, then handed it back to me, and I noticed a new contact on it.
Allison Argent <3
She pulled out her phone and typed in my phone number but hid it before I could see what she put my contact name as.
“So is that a yes?” I ask, trying to hold in a tiny laugh.
“Definitely a yes.
I’ll see you at eight this weekend.”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” I replied.
She starts the car after Olivia get it the car as they drive off.
I wave her goodbye.
A sudden pain in my chest.
Damn it, the mate bond is no joke, huh.
“Let’s go, Scott.
I’ll give you a lift home.” I say, walking to my car.
“Leave your bike here; this car’s only a 2-seater.
I’ll give you a lift to work tomorrow after school”
“Yeah, sure, thanks.”
During the ride there, Scott looks at the forest.
I notice a tiny golden glow in his eyes as we pass a street post.
“So what were you really doing in the forest earlier?” He asked me.
“I was looking for Derek him and I had some business to talk about.
It was just coincidence running into you guys there; don’t think too much about it.”
The car went silent after that till I dropped him off at his House.
I headed home to what I can only hope is a mildly angry werewolf Latina mother.
I clasped my hands together.
Lord have mercy on my soul.
After parking the car in the garage, I opened the door.
To my surprise, the lights were off, and she wasn’t home yet.
‘No Shit Sherlock.
Her car wasn’t parked in the garage.’
“Thank God,” I said, looking up.
I headed to the kitchen to make dinner before Mom came.
In the kitchen, I decided to make her favorite dish, Mac and Cheese, with BBQ chicken as a side dish.
Then I started putting out the plates and silverware on the table, followed by the food and a bottle of Wine.
I poured myself a glass and leaned against the table, waiting for her to open the door and enter the dining room.
She opened the door and hung the car keys next to mine on the wall on the key stand.
Entering the dining room, sees me leaning against the table, swirling my glass of Wine.
“And where have you been, young lady?
Coming home this late is unacceptable cause last time I checked, your curfew was eight o’clock, not a second later.” I said, hitting a sassy pose.
“Last time I checked, I was the parent in this relationship.
Now stop being an idiot and hand me that glass and bring the food to the living I need my sofa and a good drama after the day I had.”
We spent the night talking and eating while watching a romance drama.
I gave her a foot massage to help her relax.
After eating, I washed the dishes, then we both headed to our rooms to sleep.
I decided to text Allison before going to bed.
Malcolm: {Are you feeling any better now?}
Allison: {Much better now, actually, thanks.}
Malcolm: {I can’t wait to see you tomorrow at school.}
Allison: {Then maybe I won’t come to school tomorrow.😋}
Malcolm: {Playing wolf and rabbit now, are we?}
Allison: {Maybe that depends on if you can catch me.}
Malcolm: {I like a good hunt, and this meal looks worth it.}
Allison: {Alright, mister big bad wolf, I’ll see you tomorrow.}
Malcolm: {Goodnight, Mi Amor.}
Allison: {Night❤}
I finally decided to sleep.
The next day, nothing eventful happened.
I went to my classes like normal; the ones I had with Allison, I’d sit next to each other, and we’d help each other with anything we didn’t understand.
Although I didn’t really need her help, it was nice just being next to her, hearing her beautiful voice and seeing her radiant smile.
I decided to join the music club cause why not?
With all the music from my world that hasn’t been made, plus with my abilities, I can willingly change my voice.
I mainly focused on practicing my vocals and timing, then on instruments.
I learned them pretty fast thanks to my fast reflexes and image memory.
Dozens of songs came to mind during the music class, but I decided now wouldn’t be the best time; maybe in a day or two.
After school, the lacrosse players huddled around Coach Finstock.
I noticed the girls make their way to the bleachers with Lydia.
So I smiled and subtly waved at Allison; Scott fully raised his arm while smiling at Olivia.
Finstock noticed Scott raising his hand.
“You got a question, McCall?”
“What?”
“You raised your hand; you have a question?” Finstock repeats his question.
“Uhh, no, I was just a…
nothing, sorry,” Scott replied.
“Kay.” Coach focuses back on the rest of the players.
“You know how this goes.”
“If you don’t make the cut your most likely sittin on the bench for the rest of the season- if you do make the cut.” Coach says.
“You play…
Parents are proud; your girlfriend LOVES YA, HUH,” he hypes up.
“Everything else is uhh cream cheese.”
“NOW GET OUT THERE AND SHOW ME WHAT.
YA.
GOT.” Finstock yells, hyping the players up.
“YEAHHHH” The Team yells with adrenaline pumping.
Coach puts me on the same team as Scott and Jackson on the other team while Stiles sits on the bench (Shocker).
Coach blows the whistle, and play starts.
The ball moves around a few times before it finally gets to Scott.
He goes off running, only for Jackson to shoulder check him, knocking him down.
Jackson lifts his helmet and smirks and mockingly laughs before walking away.
Play resumes, and the two meet at the center for tip-off.
The whistle blows, and Scott wins the ball and immediately darts to the opponents, then Jackson chases after him after a solid 3 seconds go by.
Meanwhile, Scott uses his footwork to spin past the first defender, jumps to the side while rapping the ball behind his back to avoid the second defender, then spins the opposite way to maneuver past the third defender.
He’s closing in on the goal when 3 defenders try to tackle him, but parkour jumps over them, then scores the ball between the keeper’s legs.
The crowd cheers from the sideline as his teammates celebrate his goal.
Olivia and Allison cheer along with Lydia while Jackson looks at Scott with Anger and Shock.
Now that’s more like it, Scott.
The game resumes, but this time I take center for the tip-off.
The whistle blows, and I take the ball before Jackson can react.
“C’mon, I dare you to try your luck against me.” Jackson tries to intimidate.
“Try to stay on your feet.
I tend to break ankles ok.” I say with an evil smirk on my face.
Dashing to my right, Jackson quickly tries to cut me off.
Just as his bodyweight shifts to one leg, I spin to my left with the ball in my left hand.
Jackson tries to recover but fails and falls on his ass like Chris Paul did when Steph Curry took his ankles.
I make eye contact with Jackson as he’s falling and smile at him.
Two defenders try to close out on me, so I split the gap in between them.
One of Jackson’s friends tries to shoulder check me.
So I plant my left foot, lower my center of gravity, flip him over me, and fall face-first onto the ground while keeping the ball out of his reach, similar to Rin Itoshi from Blue Lock.
One by one, I easily humiliate the opponents, making the crowd go wild.
As I’m nearing the goal, I hear Jackson running up behind me while three defenders close in, trying to stop me.
“Hmph, cute,” I mutter under my breath.
I deliberately slow down to make sure Jackson is close enough but far enough that he can’t reach even with his stick.
Running towards the three defenders, I fake like I’m about to jump over them like Scott.
They notice it and jump to meet me up top, but instead I slide underneath them.
Jackson sees it and tries to copy me, but is stopped by his teammates who fall on top of him.
Without giving a single fuck I get up and run toward the Goal and smash the ball into the net.
The stands delay the cheer, still stunned by what they just saw, then they erupt like a volcano.
“Dude, did you see that?
That was awesome”
“Marry me, Malcolm,” one girl yells
“Give me your babies.” Another takes it to the next level
Ok, tone down the hormones, ladies.
Holy shit.
I think to myself in disgust.
As I take off my helmet and point to Allison and mouth.
“For you, Mi Amor”
She notices and blushes, then cheers alongside Olivia, who’s sitting next to a pissed-off Lydia.
“McCall, Malcolm, get over here.”
“What the hell was the are trying out for the gymnastics team.
” Finstock asked the two.
“Uhh, no coach, I was just trying to make the cut,” Scott replied.
“I was just doing what I normally do in basketball,” I said.
“Well, congrats, you two are starting,” Coach said while patting both our shoulders.
The crowd heard the news, and cheers came once more.