Dreams to Reality | Stiles Stilinski

Dinner Party

The Wall.

At least that's what coach called it.

And that's what Jasmine's High School gym class teacher liked to go by. "Coach". His real name is Mr. Finstock.

He was by no means her coach. And she had no plans to join any form of physically inclined school activities, but here she is calling her gym teacher coach and being forced to rock climb for a grade. 

Each student was harnessed in, the harness sitting uncomfortably, and partnered up with a person of the opposite sex, one male, one female. They were told to climb the wall until they reached the top and once at the top, the student was to kick off and safely land on the mat below. 

The whole time Jasmine was climbing up the wall, she was miserable, mumbling out swears and complaints as she went. 

Man, did she hate gym class. 

Once she made it to the top, the girl regrettably looked down at the mat below and gripped onto the wall tighter, swallowing back the lump that had formed in her throat. 

Jasmine was not brave. 

She tilted her head back to look up at the gym ceiling hoping to get over the image of the view below, as well as the nausea that had overcome her.

"Just kick off new girl" she heard coach yell from below. 

"Much easier said than done" Jasmine mumbled to herself in annoyance. 

Her partner had already made it to the ground below, having taking off his harness in the time it took Jasmine to reach the top. 

She heard mutters of annoyance from the coach below and grumbles from her fellow classmates about how she's been taking way to long and, "Just kick off already" when a familiar voice cut through.

"You got it Jasmine. Just kick off you'll be fine". 

It was Stiles. 

Jasmine felt slightly more confident at his reassurance and took a deep breath before kicking of the wall and lowering herself down to the blue mat below. 

The whole class sighed in relief now that Jasmine was finally finished. 

After removing her harness she mouthed Stiles a thanks and sent him a small smile before making her way to stand with the other student's who had taken their turn on the wall. 

Then the next pair went. 

It was Stiles' friend McCall and a girl Jasmine recognized.

Not only did Jasmine recognize this girl from her English class, but she recognized her from her dream. The girl had fair skin and dark brown hair that reached past her shoulder blades. Jasmine didn't know her name but couldn't help but stare at the girl in shock.

She seemed to be okay and didn't act like she was in any danger the night before, so why was she in Jasmine's dream? And why did Jasmine dream of her? She didn't even know the girl. 

Jasmine shook her head, trying to escape the thoughts and focus on gym class. Realizing she was getting better at compartmentalizing her dreams and confused thoughts. This thought alone scared her. This meant that these dreams were beginning to become a new normal for her. 

The rest of the pairs went up without a snag. 

Next it was Stiles' turn along with a girl named Erica. 

Her and Stiles exchanged small smiles as he began to climb the wall. But as Erica started, Jasmine got a small twinge of terror in her stomach and subconsciously wrapped her arms around herself.