Lacrosse practice. Stiles sits discontentedly on the bench and watches as someone named Taylor skillfully throws the ball into the goal. Stupefying Scott, he was surprised.

“Yes!” Finstock shouted joyfully. “That's the way to play!”

“Who does he think he is?” Stiles snorted, looking at Taylor.

“Where are you going, Stiles?" Scott was surprised when Stilinski got up and approached the player. “No. Stiles, stop!”

“Hey, you!” Stile shouted to Taylor. “I want to show him where his place.” he explained to Scott. “Who do you think you are..?” Stiles opened his mouth when Taylor took off her mask. It was a girl!

“Sorry?” she was surprised.

“You're a girl!” Stilinski was also standing with his mouth open.

“How did you find out?” Taylor grinned and left.

“Couldn't you have told me earlier?” Stiles looked at Scott with displeasure. “You lost to a girl!*