Old Scars, Future Hearts

15

Marika stood back with her brother as she stared down the rock wall and watched Allison and Scott climb up. They began flirting, and she rolled her eyes. She stared at the rock wall impatiently. It was nothing compared to the one at camp, but it still looked fun.

Scott moved closer to Allison, and she kicked him further down the wall. Coach smirked. "McCall, I don't know why, but your pain gives me a special kind of joy. Right? All right, next two. Stilinski, and um, female Caldwell. Your turn."

Marika glanced at Stiles. "Stare at my butt and I drown you."

"Where else am I supposed to stare?" he asked.

Dmitri narrowed his eyes. "Anywhere but my sister's backside. She's not the only one who will drown you."

Marika began climbing the wall. Stiles climbed up slower, and he tried not looking, but she was right above him. She used her foot to block him from getting close to her.

As soon as Marika reached the top, she looked down at Stiles. "How do you feel?"

"You cheated," Stiles said. "You wouldn't let me climb."

"Competition is my middle name."

"You should've let me get to the top!"

"You just weren't fast enough."

Coach frowned at them. "Enough. Next two. Erica and Dmitri."

Erica started climbing the wall and muttered, "Oh, please-"

Coach looked up at her. "Erica. Dizzy? Is it vertigo?"

Lydia frowned. "Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out."

"Erica," Coach called again.

"I'm fine," Erica mumbled.

Allison was quiet a moment before she said, "Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she epileptic."

Coach threw his hands in the air. "Why doesn't anybody tell me this stuff? I have to get -- Erica -- y-you're fine. Just -- Just kick off from the wall. Th-There's a mat to catch you. Come on. See, you're fine. You're on the ground. You're all right. Let's go. Shake it off. You're fine."

Marika made her way to Erica and said, "You're all right now."

She nodded and sighed. "Why'd you come over?"

"Epilepsy is pretty serious. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Suddenly, Erica fell to the ground and began seizing. Scott, Allison and Stiles ran out while Dmitri and Marika placed Erica on her side.

Allison looked at them. "How'd you know?"

"It's what you're supposed to do so someone seizing doesn't choke on themselves," Dmitri replied.

"You could be nice about it." Allison turned to Scott. "How'd you know?"

Scott met Allison's eyes. "I felt it."

Paramedics came and took her to the hospital while Marika and Dmitri walked with Scott and Stiles to lunch. Scott and Allison sat at the normal table the group always sat at. Stiles dragged Marika along so he could talk to Boyd.

Stiles sat down and said, "Boyd. You got the keys?"

Boyd frowned at him. "This isn't a favor. It's a transaction."

"Right, yeah. Absolutely."

He gave Boyd a twenty, causing Boyd to say, "I said fifty."

"Really, I-I remember twenty. I don't know. I have a really good verbal memory. And I remember twenty. I remember that distinct "twa" sound, "twa-enty."