B1)A Wanted Love

2) First Day

Salome-

Salome sat at her desk, coloring a wolf. She colors inside the lines.

"Salome, your wolf can be any color; why black?" Miss Tory asked.

"It's Daddy," Salome grabbed the red color and colored the eyes.

"Why red? Aren't his eyes blue?"

"Daddy's wolf has red eyes," she smiled, humming.

Miss Tory smiled. "Alright."

Salome kept coloring until the bell rang. Lunchtime! She tidied up her desk, putting everything under the desk's storage.

"Alright, children, a straight line," Miss Tory said. "We'll stop by the sinks to wash your hands."

Salome stood in line and followed the kids out toward the cafeteria. Outside, where sinks of different heights were, they took turns scrubbing their hands.

After washing their hands and drying them, they went inside the cafeteria. It was loud, and there were older students. Salome felt eyes on her, specifically her. Her daddy said other alphas or betas would be watching her. It's creepy.

She shivers and grabs a tray in the shape of a flower.

Salome waited her turn and looked at the buffet.

"What do you want to eat?" A cafeteria lady asks. "I'll help you so that you won't get burned."

Salome pointed at the meat buns.

"Are you sure they are spicy," the lady said.

"I'm sure," Salome smiled.

The lady uses tongs to get the bun and place it on her tray. "What else, my dear?"

Salome pointed at what she wanted.

"Goodness, you're not a picky eater, I'm glad," the last smiled.

"Here, I'll carry it for you," the last escorted her to the table where her classmates sat.

Salome set the milk and juice box to the side. "Thank you."

"You are welcome."

The lady left to help someone else.

Salome looks around and notices she's the only one eating food that isn't pizza or burgers. She didn't care.

She grabbed the bun with a napkin and took a bite. Spicy, the way she likes it. They had an hour of lunch and recess.

She finishes her lunch and grabs the dessert, a lemon tart. She took a bite and kicked her legs at how tasty it was. Of course, her aunty Kristy lemon tarts are the best.

After dessert, she was allowed to go outside to the playground. She went to the swing.

"Drake's daughter?"

Salome pretended like she didn't hear this strange person.

"Hey."

She kept swinging and avoided looking at them.

"I'm talking to you, don't ignore me," she abruptly stopped. Salome looked up and glared. "You have your father's temper."

She promises her parents not to get into trouble, and she won't.

"Leave me alone," she tried to get away, but this guy blocked her path.

"I only want to talk to you," he smirked. "My father and yours are friends. We'll see each other soon."

Salome huff. "I don't want to know you, and I don't want to be your friend." She walked around him, and he had that audacity to tug on her braid, making her fall on her butt. The kids laughed or were concerned.