My Curvy Mate

Ch 2: Picture Day

*May's POV*

I walk into the building of my high school. I go to an academy for young wolves it was made to develop our powers while getting a GED at the same time. Everyone at this school knew each other as we all were from the area and brought in by neighboring packs. I opened the second set of doors and walked down the hallway already not even 10 seconds into the building I see Mona and her lackies staring at me. Mona, Luna and Reyna are the school's notorious bullies. They are all High-level Omegas that are from one of the strongest packs in our city. Mona has been one of my worst bullies since I started high school. She goes as far as physically hurting me and asking first-year boys to ask me out for five dollars. Luna and Reyna are twin sisters that live very lavishly. They had everything handed to them from an early age including status, boys and designer clothing. I could never understand why Mona and her lackies decide to bully me, maybe to make her feel more powerful since she has nothing else going on for her.

Betty J grabs my hand and pulls me down the right hallway as she seen I locked eyes with Mona. In order to stop any confrontation, she started to move me also I had to make it to my first period. I had English first and I needed to get through the day unnoticed since it is picture day. I have not participated in picture day since I was a kid. I always did not like the way I looked in school pictures it's just the lighting and the angles were all wrong for my features. This year I promised Betty J one picture only. Now that I was not dressed half bad and my makeup was decent it seemed like the right time to take my first ever picture today. "Attention Students" The speakers started booming, "Picture day will commence at 9am and throughout the day we will be calling students from all grades in alphabetical order". Great that means I will be after lunch since my name started with an M for Maxwell. I had time to mentally prepare myself for this picture and survive the morning in peace. I finally arrived at my English class and took my seat in the second to last row beside Betty J. RIINGGGGG I hear the bell ring that it is time to start class. My teacher started his lecture on Shakespeare and was running through Hamlet. I left as if I was starting to fall asleep. I felt my phone vibrate it was Betty texting me. Hey girl pay attention. I am not sharing my notes again!!! I smiled and closed my phone. All of a sudden, I heard my teacher call my name. Crap. He saw me grab my phone. "Why don't you read what you were laughing at in the back Ms. Maxwell". SHIT. I glared at Betty who mouthed sorry. I stood up and said "Nothing sir I was daydreaming it will not happen again" I heard my classmates laughing at me and whispering behind my back. "Why don't you come sit beside by desk if you have the time to daydream" My teacher replied back. I went red in the face but packed my bag and sat in the front of the room mortified. I all of a sudden seen Mona raise her hand "Sir, do you think that is a good idea she is blocking the board from my learning since she is very big and in the way," I seen Mona smirk at me; I stuck my head into my desk. Why me why now. The teacher replied "Can everyone see past May or is she distracting and blocking your view" Everyone except Betty J yelled "YESS". Great. Not only did I get in trouble and must move I am now being picked on in the worst way possible. My teacher motioned to me to move to the back of the room. I have never been so embarrassed in my life. He continued teaching while Mona turned over and smiled evilly at me. Betty mouthed sorry since I was sitting in the opposite side of her in the back of the room.

The minute class ended I sprung for the door leaving even Betty J behind I had to get to the washroom and quick. I felt as if I would cry but did not want to ruin the makeup on my face. Once I located the closest washroom I ran to the last stall, locked the door, and took some deep breaths. This cannot be happening today. Once I heard the warning bell ring, I ran out the stall washed my hands to make it look like I was peeing and headed towards the gym. Next class was combat training for the seniors. Since we were to gain our wolves soon we were required to learn combat training for defending whichever packs we decided to choose. As we turn eighteen, we have the option to pick a new pack or stay in the pack we were raised in by our parents. Since my parents passed away I did not get the opportunity to ask them which pack they belonged to and no one ever told me. For me I hoped whichever pack I join they would be kind and accept me as I am.