Not Friends With Losers – Chapter 3

Skylar stood in front of her full length mirror in her room. She was dressed in khaki scrub pants, and a brown scrub shirt with a dark blue long sleeve shirt under it.

"Ready for your first day?" Melissa asked as she walked into the open doorway of her daughter's room.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Skylar answered as she pulled her long, dark, wavy hair up into a ponytail and grabbed her purse.

She had been orientating on the long term healthcare wing of the hospital; it wasn't at all the way she wanted to spend her Saturday.

But she considered her mom was right, it probably was a good idea for her to stay busy. Plus, she'd now been thinking about how nice it would be to have her own money and maybe even start saving for a car.

Doing as the nurse told her, she was going from patient room to room, hanging towels and washcloths in the bathrooms.

"Hi there, I'm just going to put some fresh linen in your bathroom…" she said as she knocked on the door and walked in one of the rooms.

Immediately she came to a stop as she felt all the hair on the back on her neck stand up, and a chill ran down her spine.

There was a man in a wheelchair, facing away from his door towards the window.

She wasn't sure what it was, but there was something about the feel of the room that made her extremely uncomfortable.

Swallowing hard she said, "Hello?"

When he didn't respond or move at all, she slowly walked towards him.

"Excuse me." She said as she moved around in front of him to get a look at his face.

She gasped and jumped back at seeing the side of his face was badly scarred from severe burns.

"I'm… I, I'm sorry." She managed to stutter out in shock.

Without another word to him, she quickly left the clean towels on his bedside table and practically ran from the room.

At the end of her shift she was sitting behind the nurses' station with an older nurse, Judy who'd been telling her what to do that night.

"How was your first night?" Judy asked as she looked over to the teenager from the paperwork she was filling out.

"It wasn't too bad." Skylar said, shaken from her thoughts.

"Any questions or anything?" Judy asked.

"Um, actually… I was wondering if you knew what happened to the man in the wheelchair with all the scars on his face." She asked, not able to shake the uneasy feeling she had around him.

"It's so sad. There was a fire, about 6 years ago I believe. From what I understand he lost about everyone in his family." She explained as she took her glasses off and rubbed her tired eyes.

"Oh my god." Skylar gasped, immediately feeling bad for him.

Nodding the nurse said, "You don't remember the news reports about the Hale house fire?"

"Not really, no." Skylar admitted.

~(Sunday night)~

"Skylar!" Scott yelled as he shook his sister awake.

Sitting straight up she gasped and looked around startled.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked her.

"I… I had a nightmare." She admitted as she kicked her blankets off of her and tried to get a breath.

"I could hear you screaming from my room." He admitted.

She stared at him in shock.

Having nightmares wasn't a new occurrence for her, especially since she'd been raped.

The assault was always the subject of her nightmares but not this time.

In this nightmare she'd been chased through the woods by a large animal with glowing red eyes.

"What happened?" Scott asked, concerned for his sister.

He knew she'd started to have nightmares well over a year ago when she'd started to use drugs, but he never knew why.

"Nothing, just a stupid nightmare." She lied, as she rubbed her temples.

She wanted to tell him about the beast with red eyes, but she was afraid if she started saying things like that, they'd think she was using again or think she was going crazy.

"You sure?" Scott asked her.

"Yeah, thanks for waking me up." She said as she turned over and put her back to where he was standing beside her bed.

He waited a few more minutes before he headed back down the hallway to his room.

~(A few days later)~

Skylar was sitting on her bed with her laptop as she looked up some information for her chemistry homework.

She barely heard her phone ring over the music she was listening to.

"Hello?" She answered the phone, surprised to see Stiles' number.

"Sky, uh… Skylar it's me. It's Stiles." He stammered, his words jumbled and running together.

"I know…" she said, a little startled by his tone.

"Check on Scott!" He said.

"What?" She asked as she pushed her computer off of her lap.

"I was video chatting with him and then the computer froze…" He started to explain but she cut him off.

"So call his phone." She reasoned.

"Why aren't you listening to me? There was someone in the room with him." Stiles revealed his reason for calling.

"What?" She whisper-yelled into the phone.

"Stay on the phone with me." He instructed, but she'd already dropped her phone to the bed and dumped the contents of her purse out.

Grabbing the bottle of pepper spray she'd bought, she walked barefoot across the upstairs of the house.

Pushing the door open she jumped into Scott's room and saw the same guy who'd cornered her in the bathroom at the party, had her brother pinned to the wall.

"Get off of him!" She yelled as she pepper sprayed Derek.

With a groan of pain he stumbled backwards and wiped his eyes.

When he let go of Scott, he fell the floor rolling around in pain as he coughed and tried to get a breath.

"Scott!" She yelled as she dropped to the floor beside him, worried he'd been hurt.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"My eyes!" Scott yelled in pain as he continued to thrash around on the floor.

While she was distracted with her brother, Derek took the opportunity to escape the room.

"Did he hurt you?" she asked, terror in her voice as she helped him to his feet.

Stumbling into the bathroom he turned the water on his shower and climbed in fully clothed, letting the cold water cool the burning on his skin and eyes.

She watched him, not sure what to do as he let out a low growl and turned away from her.

"Scott…" she said as she walked closer to the shower.

"Get out of here." He warned, feeling like he was going to shift.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spray you… I was trying to get the other guy." She explained.

"Get out!" He yelled louder as he looked down and saw claws starting to extend from his fingers.

She jumped from how loud he yelled, doing what he said she turned and left his room.

With the can of mace in hand, she checked downstairs for any signs of Derek and made sure all the doors and windows were locked.

Returning to her room she picked up the phone and told Stiles what happened.

It was close to an hour later when there was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Come in." she said, her voice soft as she was sitting on her bed reading the ingredients on the can of pepper spray.

"It's just me." Scott said as he walked in her room.

"Are you okay?" she asked him.

"Yeah, my eyes still kind of feel like they're on fire but at least I can breathe now." He said, as he looked over to the can of pepper spray she'd just sat on her bedside table.

"I just panicked and shot the pepper spray, it honestly didn't even occur to me that your face was right there too. I'm sorry." She apologized again.

"It's okay." He tried to assure her.

"Who the hell is that anyways?" She asked, not explaining that she'd had an encounter with him at the party.

"Uh, Derek Hale. I made him mad the other day." Scott answered, not wanting to lie to her.

"Hale..." she breathed out, wondering if he was related to the patient at work.

"Yeah, Sky listen to me. He's dangerous, you need to stay away from him." Scott warned. He didn't want her getting pulled into everything and end up getting hurt.

"what do you mean?" She asked, feeling like he wasn't giving her the entire story.

"He's just bad news. Promise me you'll stay away from him." Scott pleaded.

"Okay…" She agreed nodding.

~()~

Stiles and Scott had went to the hospital so Scott could visit the morgue and get the scent from the half of the body that had been found in the woods to compare it to a scent he'd caught at Derek's house earlier that day.

Stiles leaned against the nurses desk as Scott headed down the hallway leading to the morgue.

"Was that Scott?" Skylar asked as she walked up to Stiles.

"Uh, Scott? No…" Stiles said, caught off guard.

She handed a packet of paperwork to the nurse behind the desk and then turned to him as she said, "I'm pretty sure I just saw my brother going down that hallway."

"Oh, yeah… Scott, that was Scott going down that way. I, I uh… I thought you meant someone else." Stiles said, mentally kicking himself as he stumbled through the excuse.

"The morgue is pretty much the only thing down that hallway…" she said confused, as she turned and started to go down the hallway.

"Wait! Uh, I've been meaning to talk to you." He said as he gently grabbed her arm and tried to think of ways to stall her.

"About what?" she asked, wondering why he seemed so nervous.

"I was thinking the other day about that time when we were like 11." He continued, as he glanced over her shoulder to see if Scott was headed back to them yet.

"Stiles, what are you talking about?" she asked, growing more confused by the second.

"You know, we were all waiting after school for your mom to come pick us up and Scott went back inside to get something and you kissed me." He remembered, nervously rambling.

Her dark brown eyes widened and she glanced over the desk to the nurse who was staring at them.

Grabbing his arm she pulled him out of earshot from anyone else as she said, "Why the hell are you bringing this up? I work here!"

"But you remember it?" He asked, smiling.

"Yeah, I remember it. But you've got it all wrong because you're the one who kissed me." She corrected as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Shaking his head he said, "No, I remember it perfectly and you're the one who kissed me."

"No I didn't." She argued with him.

"You did." He asserted, sure that he was right.

"Whatever! It was forever ago and we were kids, what does this have to do with anything?" she asked.

Thrown off by his question he said, "I, uh… I just think that we've always had this kind of connection."

"What are you talking about?" she questioned, as she glanced down to the white linoleum floor.

"You just, look really great in those clothes." He finished, shaking his head at himself.

"My work scrubs?" She asked, with an arched eyebrow.

"Yeah." He said nodding.

"I borrowed these from my mom." She explained.

"Right, no… yeah, I knew that. I just mean they look better on you." He quickly added.

She opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off as Scott came down the hallway and announced, "The scent was the same."

Stiles looked at him wide-eyed as he nodded towards Skylar.

"What?" She asked them.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Scott asked her.

"I work here, Scott. What the hell are you guys doing here?" She questioned.

Neither of them could come up with an answer.

"Because I'm pretty sure you were just trying to distract me." She confessed focusing her attention on Stiles.

He shifted uncomfortably and looked over at Scott, wondering what they'd tell her.

"And you've been acting so weird lately." She continued looking to her brother.

"Well…" Scott started to come up with a lie, but was cut off by a nurse who walked over to them.

"Skylar, there you are. We needed those results from the lab picked up." Judy said to the teenage girl.

"I was heading there now." Skylar assured her, as she turned and walked towards the lab, looking over her shoulder at Scott and Stiles as she walked away.

~(The next morning)~

"Thanks for the ride." Skylar said as she got into the passenger seat of Lydia's car.

"Did you leave all your books at school?" Lydia questioned.

"No, why?" she asked as she rubbed her forehead.

"Maybe because you didn't bring anything with you." Lydia pointed out as she checked her make-up in the rearview mirror.

"Crap." Skylar groaned as she opened the door and jogged back up to her house.

She gathered her books from her bedroom and then headed back out to her friend's car.

"What's going on with you?" Lydia asked.

"I don't know." Skylar finally breathed out.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Lydia asked, as she drove them towards the school.

"I've been having all of these weird nightmares, but they're really vivid. And there's something that happened that I can't even begin to explain. And on top of it all, my brother and his friend Stiles, are hiding something from me. But I don't know what it is." Skylar vented.

"What kind of weird things have been happening?" Lydia pushed, growing curious.

"Like… my eyes changing colors." Skylar said, knowing how crazy she sounded.

"Changing colors?" Lydia asked.

"I know how it sounds, but…" she started to talk about how she'd seen her eyes change in a mirror the night of the party.

But Lydia cut her off as she pulled to an abrupt stop at a stop sign, and reached over grabbing her friends chin and making her face her.

"Are you using drugs again?" Lydia asked looking at her eyes.

Skylar scoffed and pulled her face out of her friends grip.

"No, I'm completely sober!" She defended.

"Don't get mad at me. Do you hear the way you sound? You're having intense, vivid dreams, and you're eyes are changing colors. You're paranoid that your brother is hiding something from you." Lydia defended her thoughts and actions.

"Just forget it, it's not a big deal." Skylar breathed out shaking her head.

"Look, I'm sorry about whatever is going on, I really am. But you need to suck it up, and keep it to yourself. The last thing we need is anymore rumors flying around the school about you." Lydia said, her tone a little dry as she pulled into the school parking lot.

"Honestly, right now rumors are the least of my problems." She muttered as she smoothed out her shirt, and pulled her purse on over her shoulder.

Joining her at the front of the car Lydia said, "But they're not the least of mine and you should know by now Sky, I'm not friends with losers."

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