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"McCall, I don't know why but your pain gives me a special kind of joy." Apollo couldn't help but laugh as he helped Scott off the mat. Allison smirked from the top of the rock wall as she slowly came down. "Up next, Apollo and Erica." The huntsman sighed as he started climbing the wall with the blonde in tow. "Erica, are you okay?" He asked as she stopped, her breathing becoming heavy. Apollo heard the chatter of all the students as they watched the girl freak out. "I'm epileptic." She heaved out holding on tight to the wall. "Okay, okay," Apollo sighed moving closer to the girl. "Can you wrap your arm around my shoulder Erica?" Apollo asked softly as Erica swallowed hard. "I-I think so." She whispered her lips trembling. Apollo slowly grabbed her arm pulling it over his shoulder quickly. "Erica you have to hold on really tight okay?" Apollo asked as the girl nodded. Erica quickly wrapped her arms and legs around Apollo, the hunter quickly dismounting the wall. Coach let out a sigh of relief along with the other students once the two hit the ground. "Listen up, anybody sees Isaac Lahey you immediately tell the principal. Get a teacher, or you call me. Except for you Greenberg, don't call me for anything. I'm not kidding. Don't call me. You shouldn't even have my number." Apollo laughed as Coach ridiculed the boy. The Argent boy gave a wave to his twin and Scott as he made his way to his next class. "What's Derek planning?" Stiles asked making Apollo jump. "Jesus Stiles! You can't sneak up on me." Apollo shook his head as Stiles grinned smugly. "What's Derek planning?" The boy repeated as Apollo sighed. "I don't know." Apollo lied opening his locker and grabbing his books. "I think you're lying." Stiles said rolling his eyes. Apollo smirked getting close to Stiles, the smaller boy slamming his back into the lockers. "And I think you should stop trying to make me the bad guy." Apollo leaned his arm by Stiles' head as the boy gulped. "I'm not the enemy Stiles, Derek isn't either." Apollo breathed out quietly biting his lip. The Argent didn't miss the way Stiles stared. "Later." Apollo grinned lazily walking away, not missing the way Stiles' eyes followed him down the hall.
