Party Favor ‣ Stiles Stilinski

Twelve

"Alright! Next two!"

Carmen and Stiles stepped up to the rock climbing wall and Carmen sighed when Coach called his name to be paired with her. But nonetheless, she gave him a smirk. "Prepared to be beaten by a girl, Stilinski."

"I hope you mean in the non-physical sense," He joked yet was serious as he gave her a nervous look.

"That will be determined if you beat me," She smirked putting on her harness and instantly began to climb.

"What! That's cheating!" Stiles huffed, hastily putting his harness on and stumbling up the wall in an attempt to catch up to her.

"You're just slow," She teased looking down at him, already noticing that he was out of breath.

He frowned and huffed and continued to climb up after her, sneakily taking a look of admiration at her ass along with the rest of the males in the class who looked at it in awe.

His eyes trailed her as she descended down from the top and sent him a smirk. "Maybe if you weren't too busy being a perv you could've put your efforts into beating me to the top."

He gaped at her. "I was being a gentleman and let you win?"

She smirked in amusement and shoved him off the wall as she passed making him descend at a greater speed than she was and the harness tugged and got stuck making him choke for breath at the abrupt halt. Carmen snorted in amusement as she watched him struggle to get down and when he finally did she let out a chuckle. "Nice one Stilinski."

"Right! Erica, Greenburg you're up!"

Greenburg gave a smug look as he weighed up his partner Erica. Erica was known as the epileptic girl of the school and was a laughing stock among many of the students. She had a nervous look on her face as she approached the wall and became even more nervous and scared once she began to climb up it.

The further she climbed up the more she began to freak out. She began to shake, and struggle to catch her breath. "Oh, please - "

Coach rushed forward onto the mat, the students behind him looking up at her in shock and some laughing. "Erica. Dizzy? Is it vertigo?"

Lydia came up beside him. "Vertigo's a dysfunction of the vestibular system of the inner ear. She's just freaking out."

"Erica," Coach called out once more.

Erica managed to catch a breath to speak."I'm fine."

Allison gave a look of concern. "Coach, maybe it's not safe. You know she's epileptic."

Coach looked at her in shock. "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."

Once Erica got back to the ground, coach patted her back and she was then left to face the rest of the class, embarrassment evident on her face as she walked through the crowd as students laughed around her.

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"Pick you up right after work tonight and we'll meet at the rink, cool?" Stiles said to Scott, sitting in the seat opposite him.

"I'm offended Stiles," Carmen said with a pout coming up behind him making him startled and jumping slightly. "I can't believe you haven't invited me to whatever you guys are doing."

"I was gonna ask you next period," Stiles stammered making her raise her eyebrows.

"Relax, I was fucking with you."