fandomhigh | Fandom High Lacrosse Club, The Danger Shop, Tuesday After Classes

The Danger Shop was once again a lacrosse field, with empty stands on both sides. And Jackson was standing in the middle of it, in full lacrosse gear. Except for the helmet, which he was holding by his side. There was also a bunch of gear in a pile behind him.

Once it looked like everyone had shown up who was going to, he started to talk. "On the off chance that you don't know, I'm Jackson Whittemore, former captain of the Beacon Hills High lacrosse team which is currently heading for another state championship." And he was proud of that, even if he didn't really play for them anymore. "And this is the Fandom High Lacrosse Club." A slightly less proud moment for him, but whatever. "We're gonna start easy. Most of you know each other, but we'll still have a round of introductions. State your name, your year, and your level of familiarity with the great sport that is lacrosse. Or if you were already here last year, something you learned about lacrosse in the fall."

Simple, right? He nodded back towards the sticks and the balls behind him. "Afterwards, we'll keep it easy and you can just get warmed up by practicing passes. But first, introductions." He pointed at a random club member. "You. Start."

[Again, didn't sign up? No problem. Either handwave or just show up randomly! This is the one time in all of creation where Jackson just accepts people into his life.]

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"You're the first girl I've ever thrown balls at." That was quickly followed by a flail. "Oh my god! Can we please pretend I didn't say that?"

Kate snickered. "Sure, we can pretend that. But seriously, I'm honored."

Stiles smirked. "You're only saying that because I didn't murder you with a lacrosse ball."

"You so could not come close to murdering me with a lacrosse ball," she said definitively.

"You make that sound like a challenge. A challenge I will not take you up on because I am a gentleman," he said with a small bow. "Also because I probably would need arms of steel to really pull it off and I hate working out."

"Nah, a gentleman would have warned about the possibility," she smirked. "But now I'm relieved that I won't have to watch out for killer balls in the dorms or anywhere."

"Well you don't have to worry about from me and my noodle arms, this is true," Stiles said. "But I would still keep an eye out. There could be some lacrosse obsessed psycho on the loose."

That description actually fit Jackson pretty well.

Kate glanced over at their illustrious Captain.

"Your friend has some issues, huh."

"He's not my friend," Stiles said, almost reflexively. "Also, yes. Filled with issues."

"Better than being boring, I guess," she shrugged then went to try to pick the ball up.

"Want to try this again?"

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