Hidden Underneath (Under major editing)

Chapter 7 Detention Part 1

A.N. My iPods working again, so cross your fingers that it doesn't mess up and won't let me save, so updates will be better and longer.

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Chapter 7

Sami's POV

It's been over an hour since Caiden kissed me, but for some reason...his kiss didn't effect me as much as it should have. I mean, he's my mate. There should have been sparks and fireworks going off, but there wasn't. The thing is when he kissed me...Jackson's image came into my mind. And it.....it scared and confused me. I don't know what to do. Jackson has always been there for me, and looking back there were signs of him having feelings for me. And remembering back to the first day I met him, I had feelings for him too. But I pushed those feeling back. Because I new I had a mate out there, and one day I would find him. Now that I know he has feeling for me, I remember the moments he would get so angry when I would say some guy looked cute or when some guy would hit on me. Every once in a while, us four would go to clubs out of our packs territory on the weekends. We started going to clubs a year ago so that I could be myself and to have fun.

Be myself. When I thought that my mind went back to the day I decided to hide who I really was. My mother was the reason for the 'disguise' I wore for 3 years. When I was younger, my mom would weigh and measure me everyday to make sure I didn't gain any weight. She basically starved me to keep thin. I ate once a day, and it wasn't even a big meal it was tiny. Barely there food. To her, beauty was everything, and she would remind me everyday that a guy wouldn't want me for me, but for how I looked. And that my mate would only see my beauty, not what was in my heart. I'm a romantic, and the idea of only being wanted for how I looked wasn't good enough for me. Scowling, I remember the day she told me my mate would only want me for my beauty and my body....I couldn't handle it, only being wanted because I was beautiful. When I couldn't take it anymore I started to gradually change my appearance. I had to do it slowly so no one would get suspicious. Little things like faking an eye injury to get glasses and so on.

Thats why I hid what I looked like, so that when I found my mate he would want me for me. At least I had hoped that would happen that he would want me for me, too bad it didn't. Most people wouldn't have done what did, but I'm different and I was 13 at the time and the idea of wearing a 'disguise' was kinda cool. I'm not gonna to lie. But I wouldn't change anything about my decision to hide myself. If I hadn't made the decision to hide who I was and what I looked like, my mate wouldn't have shown his true colors. And I don't think I would have met Jackson, Anna or Liz. And I wouldn't trade them for anything, not even a mate that wouldn't reject me.

Diiiiiiing

The ringing of the bell pulls me from my thoughts. Finally, history is over and now I can leave. I started to a happy dance mentally. Today has dragged on and on. Every time I turned around there was a new guy hitting on me. And all of them that hit on me had also bullied and picked on me for years. Did they think I would just forget that they were horrible to me? Not gonna happen! I start speed walking down the hallway, many guys trying to talk to me but I brushed them off. I'm not giving the ones who bullied me the time of day.

'You can't leave.' Jenna says.

'And why not?'

'Uhh, you have detention.' she says in a 'duh' tone.

'Crap, I forgot.' I suddenly stop walking causing several people to bump into me. Muttering "sorry" I turn around and start walking in the direction of the detention room. I feel many eyes on me as I walk down the hall. It's been this way since lunch and since I'm used to being invisible the looks are getting old very fast. Eventually I'm going to just snap and start yelling at them to look at someone else. I mean, if they want someone to look at go find a mirror!