Lyra Gray wanted a fresh new start in a normal town where she could forget the tragic accident that had caused her months of grief. However, Beacon Hills was far from normal.
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*·༘ ➳〔 ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏ 〕 ࿐ ࿔*:
"You're so slow." Lyra snickered.
They were climbing the rock wall during gym class and Lyra was partnered with her favourite strawberry blonde.
"I just got my nails done yesterday. I don't want them chipped." Lydia flicked her head up to look at Lyra since she was faster than her.
"Sure princess." Lyra said smiling as she passed Lydia on the way down. After what seemed like an eternity, Lydia pushed from the wall and landed gracefully on the mat.
"Stilinski, Erica, let's go. The wall." Lyra stood beside Allison, watching Stiles climb the wall faster than she did.
"I beat you." Stiles said with a cocky grin when he landed on the mat, his time faster than hers.
She was about to insult him but snapped her head to the Erica who was still attached to the wall a couple feet off the ground, she was hyperventilating. She started pleading for someone to help her.
"Is it vertigo?" Coach questioned, earning a frown from Lydia.
"Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out." said Lydia.
"Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she's epileptic
"W-why doesn't anybody tell me this stuff? Epileptic? Erica, you're fine. Just-just kick off from the wall. There's mat here to catch you." Coach began to reassure her. His words weren't that comforting but it did the job.
The blonde hesitantly kicked off from the wall and stumbled onto the ground. She made her way through the crowd who was snickering at her and left to the girls locker room. Lyra knew what epileptic medication does to a person. It causes anxiety. And with people laughing at her, it would only make it worse. Lyra then left the gym to lockers room, wanting to offer some comfort.
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"Hey, need a tissue?"
Lyra found Erica sitting on the bench, sniffling. The blonde hesitated for a moment but took the tissue from her and moved aside for Lyra to sit down.
