Free time? what is that? I've never heard of that. and that's the main reason why Coach Finstock demanded that you join the lacrosse team. You haven't been attending his classes because you were catching up on a lot of subjects that you were too lazy to study on the same day you learned them, so you had to make up for Finstock's classes too. The game had already started about three minutes ago, you weren't sure what to do, so you stood there until you heard an alarming voice a little far away behind you.

"What are you doing, newbie? to move! standing like a damn statue in the middle of the field!" Coach Finstock scoffed as he blew his damn whistle continuously.

You rolled your eyes as you ran to where the guys were fighting over the ball, resulting in you accidentally shoving your lacrosse stick into someone's face. You turned to see who it was, it was Stiles. his hands held the helmet on his head as he adjusted it.

Maybe try opening your eyes next time, huh?" He spoke in an irritated tone as he let his hands fall to his sides before bending down to pick up his cross that fell due to the little incident.