This was my first day of school, so I had to dress to impress. I could not dress too slutty because I wanted to give people the right impression of me. I just put on a pair of short shorts that barely covered my butt and a lacy tank top. Totally appropriate.
I am a werewolf, so I am super gorgeous. Beyond compare. I drove my motorcycle to school, because I am such a bad ass rebel like that. So bad ass, I did not wear a helmet.
After arriving in school, I got off my motorcycle, flipping my hair dramatically as I did so.
I saw all the boys turn to watch me, drooling as I strut on by. All the girls were totally jealous of me because I was the best looking girl there. Even though they were all werewolfs too.
I went to the administration office to get my schedule, where I was confronted by the queen bee. I hated her already. From her short shorts and tank top, you could totally tell she was a slut. I mean, who dresses like that?
"Back off my man!" She glared at me. I had no idea who she was talking about. None of this made sense, but I still felt very defensive.
"No. I'll do what I want." Then I bitch slapped her, right in front of the principal. He had come out to introduce himself to me, the new girl, and saw it all.
"I can explain," I said. "She was being a bitch."
"It's about time someone put her in her place." He said, shocking me. I had totally expected to be sent to detention. "Now, let me show you around."
He brought me to my first class. English.
I stepped in and suddenly got really nervous. I hoped the teacher didn't make me introduce myself. Even though I was such a badass, I was actually really shy.
I looked around the class, my eyes suddenly meeting this pair of bright blue ones. Oh my gosh, he was so hot. I quickly wiped away my drool before anyone saw. He was wearing this tight white shirt that was probably five sizes too small, which showed off his eight pack. Anyone else would have looked gay in it, but he just pulled it off. He was that hot. I could see the other girls felt the same way because they were all drooling too.
"Take a seat." I heard the teacher say. Thankfully he had not made me introduce myself.
The only empty seat was right next to that super hot guy. You'd think because he was so hot and obviously popular that the seat would be taken, but it wasn't. Not that I was complaining.
I sat down and tried to listen to what the teacher was saying, but I couldn't concentrate. The guy beside me was too hot. He had this powerful aura surrounding him-ohmygoodness! I knew why! Hewas the alpha. It was so obvious now.
I looked at him again, this time in awe. He was looking back at me and it felt like I just couldn't look away. He put his hand on my cheek and I felt sparks. He was my mate. I was such a lucky girl. He leaned in closer (for some reason, the teacher wasn't seeing any of this) and just before his lips touched mine, I pulled away.
I had this totally emo back story that didn't allow me to trust guys. I just couldn't. Even if he was my mate. I looked away in shame and he growled. Ohmygosh. He probably hated me now. I ran out of class crying. Which the teacher totally didn't care about. He must be used to all this drama from teaching in a werewolf school.
I could feel someone chasing after me as I ran down the hall in tears, and just knew it was him. I stopped running, and he pushed me against the lockers.
"Why did you run away?" He growled. "Is there someone else?"
"No," I replied. "It's just that-" I never told anyone about my super tragic past, but for some reason I felt like I could tell him anything. "My pet cat died when I was three. I loved it so much. All the things that matter the most to me die, I just can't let you into my life and risk losing you." I was sobbing so bad by the end of my story.
"It's okay, I love you. You don't need to be afraid. I will never leave." His voice was filled with such compassion and truth, I believed him. A few words from him, and suddenly that life long fear doesn't matter.
"I know I just met you, but I love you too. I'm not afraid to say it. I would do anything for you." I cried again, this time tears of happiness.
He leant in to kiss me, but I turned away once again. "I know I love you, but I'm just not ready for that kind of commitment yet. I would sacrifice my life for you, but a kiss? That's moving way too fast."
"I understand," he said. Ohmygosh. He was literally the sweetest guy ever, since he's an alpha, his urge to mate will be that much stronger. I'm so impressed that he didn't rape me, that must take so much effort.
I cried again, I wasn't good enough for him, I was worthless. I'm such a badass, so I normally never cry. I can't believe I'm crying so much today. Maybe I'm PMSing?
"Don't even think that you aren't worthy!" He said, reading my thoughts. Oh yeah, since we were mates he could read my thoughts.
"But-but-" He stopped me with a kiss. Even though I had specifically told him I wasn't ready for that, I still gave in and kissed him back. That he had no respect for my wishes really proved that he loved me. Could a girl get any luckier? Clearly not.
Just as he pulled away, some guy walking by glanced at us. He, I mean, my boyfriend, I mean-oh gosh! I didn't even know his name. Nor did he know mine. But that's not what bothered me, what bothered me was that I didn't know what we were. Were we going out or were we just friends with benefits or something? I hoped not, afterall, we loved each other.
Wait, I'm getting distracted. Where was I? Oh yeah, so my mate glared at the guy passing by us. He was being super possessive and I didn't know how I felt about that. I had so much to think about.
"I think I need a break from us, I don't like the way you're acting." I mumbled, afraid of his reaction.
"It's about that guy that just passed us isn't it?" He demanded.
"No! How could you even think that?" I cried again. Man, I was crying a lot today.
"Screw you! I don't need this. I have other girls who want me more. I reject you as my mate." He said, storming off. I can't believe he said that to me, I was so sad. I slid to the ground, still weeping, as my heart broke into pieces.
"Hey, don't cry." I heard a voice say from above me. I looked up. Gasp! It was the guy that walked past us just now.
"Who-who are you! What do you want?" I asked, confused.
"That's not important." He replied, grasping my hand in his to pull me up. I felt sparks and rainbows and unicorns and all things magical. Ohmygosh. He was my mate, but how could I have two mates? I was so confused. I had to sit down. No wait, I had to pass out, I realized, as my vision faded to black.
I woke up to find myself on an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room.
"Hello. Glad to see you're finally awake." I looked to my right to see the guy, my second mate.
"We are mates, aren't we?" I asked him, skipping the whole where and why am i here, and cutting to the chase.
"Yes." He said. Ohmygosh. This meant fate was giving me a second chance, I'm so happy.
"I-" I was about to ask him how this was possible and tell him about all my extra baggage like my first mate, but then I thought, WHATEVS. Life goes on!
"Okay. Cool. Let's be mates." I shrugged.
"What? That's all? It can't be that easy. My multiple brothers' mates all had some kind of issue. Come on, what's yours? Abusive dad? Used to be a slut? Kicked out of your pack? Been a rogue? Whole pack killed, leaving you the only survivor? What about-" I held my hand up to stop his questions. Frankly, they were starting to get annoying.
"Seems like too much effort to go through and get over. Lets just skip the whole conflict and solution part, and skip to the happy ending." I sighed.
"Oh..Kay?" He answered, confused.
"Good." I smiled.
THE END
