Sky Stilinski was the it girl of Beacon Hills. Head Cheerleader, Junior Rep, and overall perfect. But when she gets bitten while body hunting with her little brother and her best friend can she still have the perfect life she dreamed of?
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Skylar hated gym. Well she hated that she had it as her second class. She also hated that she had it with Scott and Allison. She loved her friend's but in the lovey dovey mood they'd been in everything she saw them interact she wanted to gouge her eyes out.
Right now was no different. They were wall climbing in class and by cupid’s luck the lovebirds were competing against each other. It didn't take an expert to see they're flirting and Scott's obvious ogling of Allison's butt. She saw them flirtingly argue before she watched as Allison knocked Scott off the wall. The entire gym class laughing at the boy.
Coach sat beside the boy. “McCall I don't why but your pain gives me a special kind of joy. Right?” He laughed. “All right, next two. Stilinski, Erica, let's go. The wall.”
Stiles looked at the terrified girl in excitement. As if reading his thoughts, Sky smacked him. “Be nice,” she warned but the boy only nodded excitedly and ran for the wall.
Stiles cleared the wall in minutes while Erica only made it a few feet up before starting to hyperventilate. “Help, please,” she sobbed as she stayed frozen in her spot.
“Erica!” Coach called up to the girl. “Dizzy? Is it vertigo?”
“Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear,” Lydia pointed out. “She's just freaking out.”
“Erica!”
“I'm fine,” Erica finally responded. It was obvious she wasn't as she hyperventilated and held onto the wall even tighter.
“Coach, maybe it's not safe,” Allison whispered to the man. “You know she's epileptic.”
“Why doesn't anybody tell me this stuff?” Coach hissed. “Erica, you're fine. Just kick off from the wall. There's a mat to catch you.”
Sky gave the man a sidelong look. Did he not know he had files full of his students’ information? “Coach, try being more gentle,” Sky advised after a second. “She's an anxious girl, not one of your lacrosse players.”
Coach sighed and called up to the girl again. “Come on.” Erica finally kicked off the wall and made it safely to the ground. “See, you're fine. You're on the ground. You're all right. Let's go. Shake it off. You're fine.”
The girl walked through the snickering crowd and towards the locker room. Sky could feel her despair as she followed after the girl.
She caught up to the girl, gently grabbing her arm. “Hey, you okay?”
