Chapter Three

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A/N: This is a music video by Lindsey Stirling who is AMAZEBALLS! I think you need to watch it... YOU MUST WATCH IT! This is how Jasmine fights so imagine the fighting style similar to this! :) I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Today was the day of the party. Jared didn't know and I wasn't planning to tell him either, I mean, I work alone.

I put my clothes on, just some black ripped skinny jeans with a white t-shirt and black leather jacket. I went to the mirror and straightened all my hair after brushing it with my panda hairbrush. I love that thing. I actually put quite a bit more makeup on my face than I usually do. I don't care, I want to so I will. I put red lipstick on and mascara. I was inspired by Charli XCX's makeup style. Because that took so long, I had myself running around the house again to get things done, typical me. I put my white Nike shoes on, got my bag and put a small knife in the bottom of the bag, it was silver. After I had finally gotten ready, I drove to school with Jared who was shouting at me with frustration to hurry up as we were late... Again. I walked into French class and didn't even apologise to the teacher, how badass was that?! I sat down and played on my phone. I hated French, it was the teacher though, I love the language. And I love France, I had to go there for a mission to do with a pack murdering a little girl but the girl was a vampire going into their territory. The teacher glared at me. "What do you think you're doing, Jasmine, you're here to learn not to sit around doing nothing."

I glared back at her "I bet you do, all you do is hand out worksheets and fucking scream at us all."

Everyone turned around and looked at me as though I had shot someone.

"Detention! In fact, you can go sit out in the detention room all day and then stay for another hour!" She yelled at me. Her face was bright red with anger. I laughed and walked out of the room. "I don't think so young lady! James, escort her to the detention room!" She demanded. The James guy got up and walked out of the classroom. We didn't say anything as he lead me to the room where a few people already were. I sat down and put my feet up on the desk.

"Feet down." The man glared at me. I huffed and put my feet down. What did they expect us to do? Sit there all day? Isn't that going to ruin our education? Idiots! Fifteen minutes done, about six hours left.

After the last bell rang, more students came into the room. I had my head on the desk and almost fell asleep until I heard someone sit next to me. I sat up and looked at the person. It was him. The werewolf that I swore at... "Hi." He whispered "Why are you here?"

"Swore at a teacher and laughed in her face. She was a bitch anyway." I smirked. I put my head back on the desk.

"I never knew you were the type of girl who did that." He looked down.

"Eh, well what are you doing here?" I asked curiously.

"SILENCE!" The teacher screamed slamming his book on the desk.

"Uh, what did the book ever do to you?" I muttered under my breath "And you didn't answer my question."

"Oh. I hit a guy in the face." Ouch...

"Wow, why?" I asked.

"Why so curious?" He smirked.

"I'm not. I'm just bored." Okay maybe I was a little curious.

"Well, it was for a reason, that's why."

"Wow so much detail." I looked at him, this time our eyes met, and it was the weirdest feeling ever. It made my heart beat faster until I could feel it hammering in my chest. My head felt like it was talking to me... It was saying: "You found him."

That was so weird. I looked away immediately. How can my head talk to me?! Was this some weird mind game?! "You found him!" It screamed in my head.

"Shut up!" I said back until I had realized that I said that aloud. The boy who I had swore at looked at me with confusion. "I never said anything."

"I wasn't speaking to you I was speaking to my mind." I said. Oh damnit that wasn't supposed to come out. It's strange. I feel like I always need to be honest to him. My mind clicked. He was an alpha.

"Well... Someone has mental issues." He said sarcastically.

"Thanks." I muttered back.

After the detention was over I headed back home until I got a text from Imogen. "Where were you today? Meet me at my house in two hours for the party." Is what the text message said. I opened the red wooden door of my house and ignored Jared singing in the kitchen, which was kind of hilarious. I got to the top of the stairs and walked straight to my wardrobe which contained the dress. It was a plain black midi dress. I tried it on and put my black heels on. The dress was skin tight, definitely not good to run in. I then brought my backpack over from the side of my bed and jammed it with all my gear and weapons. Not forgetting the scent eraser which I put in my purse so nobody could tell where I was going. After that I got on with my makeup. I didn't want to wear too much, all I put on was light pink matte lipstick and did my eyeliner with a small wing on the end. To make an effort, I decided to put some fake eyelashes on my eyes, they were the ones which weren't a full set of them, they were small ones (don't know the name). I glued them to the side of my eye, I didn't put many on, only two on each eye just to make the end part of the lashes longer and to make my eyeliner look better. I had an hour left to do my hair which I ended up curling. It wasn't too dramatic, it was just bouncy waves. I grabbed my bag and purse and hid the bag under a back seat in my car.

I drove to Imogen's to meet her to go to the party with her. I walked to her front door and was about to knock until she opened the door quickly. "Good, you're finally here!" She walked out of the door and shut it behind her. We both sat in the car and she gave me an address.

"Party time bitches! Oh and don't confront the alpha..." She said. "Of the party." She added nervously. I knew what she meant.

"Alpha? So werewolves are real?" I said in a joking tone just to see how she would react.

"I don't know, but from what I have read about them, probably not. A person who can change into a werewolf? Nah." She stuttered. Wow. She seems so human. Unfortunately she is a fake human. In fact, she is a vicious, man-eating werewolf.

"Well... You look nice." I stated. She was wearing a pink skater dress which had a white vertical stripe through it. She did her hair in a messy bun which looked good for anything, going to parties or staying at home. She wore white matte high heels which were very high, about seven inches! I don't know how she walked in those things mine were only about 4 inches. I am not a big high heeled shoe lover. I only got them because Imogen begged me to get them because she thought they went well with the dress I had picked out, which was entirely true.

"Thanks! Same for you! All the guys will be head over heels for you!" She said, smiling.

"Nah, I'm not that good-looking" I laughed.

"Stop! You need to be confident with your looks and embrace it-" I zoned out as she was giving me a speech on body confidence. I parked in the car park which was next to the woods.

"Okay, now follow me." She ordered.

"Okay?" I followed her into the woods, which was nothing but trees, until all the trees cleared into a beautiful lake surrounding by trees which were decorated with ribbons, which were put up by girls who were about my age. I saw many werewolves and a few humans which I had presumed to be their mates which were human. I felt sorry for their poor souls. Stuck with a werewolf... Gross. If I were them, I would run away or kill them. I was speechless, the whole thing was beautiful. I have always loved places like this. Back in England, when I was little, me and my brother used to go "exploring" in the forest. I hate them for what they did. I hate them so much.

"Come! It's almost time for the bar to open!" She dragged me across to where the bar was, until I bumped into someone.

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