Gone Girl ━━ Derek Hale [2] [Completed]

[05] Cherry Red

[05] Chapter Five

Cherry Red

Black Sheep by Gin Wigmore

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Clara tapped her foot impatiently as she watched Scott and Allison climb up the rock wall in the gym. It was so obvious that the two lovebird idiots were flirting with each other the whole way up which was why they were taking so long. God, Clara could practically gag at the lovey dovey gushiness of their relationship.

As Stiles walked over and stood next to Clara, she crossed her arms and continued to watch the couple, "Can't Romeo and Juliet do their whole forbidden love thing somewhere else. I'm growing impatient and annoyed."

Stiles chuckled, "Are you excited about your turn to go up the rock wall?"

"No. But God, they can't be any more obvious that they are still together. It's one of those sickening teenage romance." Clara concluded, her upper lip curling in distaste.

"You're not much of optimist , are you?" Stiles questioned her.

Clara gave him a look, "You should have realized that by now."

While the two were talking, Clara hadn't noticed that Allison had knocked Scott from the wall and was now lying on the mattress. Everyone laughed at Scott getting his ass handed to him by a girl, a very feminine girl. Coach sat down next to Scott, "McCall, I don't know why, but your pain gives me a special kind of joy. Right?" Coach chuckled before standing up, "All right, next two. Stilinski, Lennon, let's go. The wall."

Clara smirked as she strutted her way to the rock, Stiles eventually standing next to her. "You ready to go down, Stilinski?" Clara mockingly asked him as they both put on their harnesses.

Stiles laughed, "Bring it on, Lennon."

And with that, the two started to climb the rock wall. Clara, having the advantage of being a werewolf, was a already half way down the second time while Stiles was just reaching the top. Clara jumped down onto the blue mattress and everyone clapped for her. After a few seconds, Stiles was stepping down next to her.

"So not fair!" Stiles muttered as they took of their harnesses.

Clara laughed, smiling widely, "Who ever said I played fair, Stiles?"

Once the took walked off to join Allison and Scott in the back, Coach blew his whistle and announced the next pair, "Erica, Greenburg, you two are next."

Clara didn't even bother looking at Greenburg, already memorizing that littler pervert's face. Erica, however, she did not know.

Eric was a blonde girl with wild and somewhat frizzy hair and her face was pale, a bit of acne as well. Her eyes were filled with nervousness and from what Clara could tell, she was not the most athletic.

Everyone watched as she placed her hand on the first rock and started to slowly, gradually climb up. But after climbing a few rocks, deep and hysteric breaths escaped her mouth harshly and her body started to slightly shake.

All the gym students gathered around, looking up at Erica, "Erica. Dizzy? Is it vertigo?"

Lydia's face scrunched up at his ignorance "Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out."

"Way to be helpful, Lydia." Clara sarcastically mumbled, her eyes glued onto Erica's trembling body.

"Erica! You alright?" Clara asked.