[And Stiles knows from that brief instance, that he hit home with his words. There's a great thing about not caring about anything, about not giving a damn, about not having anything to lose. It frees up all those inhibitions. The things he's always thought but held back because once upon a time he wasn't just endlessly cruel...he doesn't have a problem spouting them off now. He doesn't care if it hurts Jackson.

He clucks and shakes his head. His voice is deliberately soothing when he speaks again.]

Jackson, Jackson, Jackson. You think I care about lacrosse? I'm so far beyond your high school drama. I'm playing the big leagues now, buddy.