Skylar's POV

We laugh as we run as fast as we can to try to outrun each other. Of course I end up victorious. We sit down on the ledge, letting our feet dangle off the side.

As I look out onto the city, I start thinking of the question I asked him earlier about him and his family. I still feel real guilty for asking, for it was none of my business in the first place.

I sigh quietly. I look over at him to see his closed eyes and precious face. I feel my cheeks burn and I turn away.

"I normally don't talk about what happened..." he says, eyes still closed.

"I'm really sorry for bringing it up," I apologize, clutching my eyes shut in shame. I suddenly feel a warm hand gently land on mine.

"But I'm glad you did," he says with a sweet smile.

"It's good to be reminded of the things that happen to you, even if it's something that you want to forget."

I know he's just trying to make me think it's 'not a big deal,' but it's really sweet of him anyways. I smile shyly and turn my head to the side, not wanting to make eye contact.

He brings his hand to my cheek and gently turns my head back to meet his and our eyes instantly meet. He smiles sweetly... wait a second. That smile is way too familiar.

"If I wasn't reminded... I might've forgotten about her forever," he says.

"I wouldn't remember her smile, her sassiness, how she'd always make fun of me for all of the dumb things that I did," he says, chuckling.

I feel my heart start to break while listening to the story of this beautiful bond he must've had with her.

I see his eyes shimmer with happiness and droplets of water start to peak out the corners of them. I put my hand on his warm cheek.

We smile and enjoy the silence for a little while as we give each other time to calm down.

I then feel that he is going to tell me the story of how it all happened, and I'm all ears.

"I was about in the seventh grade," he starts. "My older sister drove us down to coast of France in La Havre to have a small sister/brother vacation."

"We were blasting music too loud and weren't paying much attention to where we were going and..." he pauses and I hear him let out a breath that he's been holding for a while.

I gasp quietly, realizing he was present in the accident. He must've known what I was thinking as he lifts up a few of his bangs from his forehead, revealing a scar.

I reach up and run a finger over it gently, being careful not to hurt him.

I try to fight back the urge to hug him, but fail and squeeze him tightly. He quickly returns the hug without hesitation.

I can't even imagine what pain him and his family went through. I honestly don't know what I would do if this ever happened to Keith.

I would ask him what her name was, but that's too personal of a question. That would be like asking for his name and we can't do that, at least not yet.

I suddenly hear someone yell that school was let back in and we both groan.

"Thank you for showing me around the city and letting me get to know you," I say kindly.

"Hey, no problem! I hope we can do this again sometime," he says. "I hope you have a good rest of you're first day."

I thank him again and we say our goodbyes until next time. I wave to him and jump off the tower, quickly finding a place to hide.

After detransforming, I run as fast as I can to the school, not wanting to be late for next period.

I walk around looking down at my schedule and accidentally run into someone, making me drop the schedule.

"Shoot! Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" I apologize.

"No problem!" says an all too familiar voice. "Sky, it's you! I was looking all over for you!"

"Hey Tristen, sorry I'm late... I wasn't for sure if school was going to be let back in or not," I say nervously.

"No worries, you're not late," he says. He picks up the schedule from the floor and we walk to our next class.

As we walk in, the class was almost empty except for a few other students. We take a seat and start talking.

"So what all did you do when I left?" he asked me.

"Well... I went down and talked with my parents about the whole superhero thing," I say with a giggle. "What about you?"

"Uh.. same thing. Watched the news with my mom. Did you hear about the new superheroes?"

"What r-really new superheroes? I mean, they all seem pretty new to me you know," I say, laughing nervously.

"That's true. Sorry, I'm just getting a little carried away," he says, scratching the back of his neck.

"No need to apologize," I assure him. "Do you know their names?"

"No, all I know is that they have the bear and wolf miraculous'," he says.

He shows me a picture he found of 'me and Grizzly Bear.' Of course I can't tell him that.

"The wolf girl is pretty cute, though," I hear Tristen mumble to himself.

I blush a little bit and smile out of control. It takes him a little bit to finally realize that he said that out loud. He blushes like crazy and I giggle.

"I can't lie, Grizzly Bear's cute, too."

Wait a second... did I just say his name out loud?! In front of TRISTEN?!

I glance over at him, hoping to see no expression... but nope. Tristen looks at me wide-eyed and mouth agape slightly.

"I mean, he looks like a Grizzly Bear... doesn't he?" I say, trying my best to convince him. I'm so screwed.

"Hello class. I am Ms. Bustier and this will be your homeroom this year," she says. "keep the voice level down while I take role."

I watch out of the corner of my eye as Tristen pulls his attention away from my outburst and toward the teacher.

I let out a long breath of relief.

I write a mental note to myself to thank Ms. Bustier for saving my behind.