THE BROKEN FELINE

Chapter 22

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Sheylyn's POV

I Could feel soft kisses on my neck as the sun rises and wakes all the living things. The kissing continues till my shoulder then back up to my lips.

I moan as I know that it's Nash waking me up, in a happier way than a stupid alarm clock.

"Wake up, you have to go to school." Nash tells me and I groan at the very word. School, the word sickens me.

I get up and try to ignore Nash as I shoo him off so I can get dressed. "Babe, I woke you up earlier so we can go for a run. Is that ok?"

I smile and run down the stairs, too excited to take off my clothes. As soon as I'm outside I shift, feeling every bone, every muscle, and skin rip apart to shape a griffin.

I hear Nash shift as well as we start the race. I start to run but gradually lift off the ground and fly. Steve is having a blast as she takes over.

She grabs a running Blake, as Nash lets him take over. Steve lifts Blake higher in the air as he squirms in her paws.

She purrs to calm him down and he does. Together they purr, making a beautiful song like melody.

And for a few minutes I'm left with the wind flying feeling, my happy barking mate, and peace.

"It's time for school." Nash informs me as Blake lets him take over. Steve lets me have my body back as well.

"No! I don't want to!" I squawk at him through the link. "Sheylyn!" Nash warningly says. I whimper and turn back, slowly getting near the ground.

We both shift and go to our room to get dressed. Nash has a very important meeting to discuss about being King and I have to go to school.

Lucky me.

*******

"Ok, so you got everything?"

I show him my note pad and pen. Yes, now bye bye I assure Nash as we exchange a kiss and I head off.

I'm running to school, much to Nash's dismay, because it's only two and a half miles away. Plus it gives me time to myself.

*******

I enter the warewolf only school and check in for being a new student. Great! Note the sarcasm. The school has three packs all together, the closest of course.

I get to my first class, art, and start to sketch. "That's the new girl".  "I hear that's Nash's mate"   "I herd she was prego then committed suicide"     I could hear the whispered conversation in the back and rolled my eyes.

The slutty teacher walks in and everyone's attention is on her. "We have a new student, come up and tells us about yourself"

I sigh and get out of he chair to stand up and write on the board: My name is Sheylyn and that's all you need to know I write quickly, I always hated to be at the front of the class or the main attraction at that matter.

"Any questions?" Slutty teacher asks the class and quite a few hands rise. "Are you just that ugly?" I gape as a slut, no doubt, asks me. "Is it true you were pregnant?" Another asks as I try to remember who spread the word to this person I don't know. "Did you really try to kill yourself because the internet proved how ugly and fat you are?"   "Why can't you talk?"

I look down and glance at the teacher who is looking at me like I'm an animal at the zoo. Shaking my head, don't let the tears fall, don't run out, don't make a fool out of yourself!

Wait. Then I lift my arms up and show everyone to not mess with me as they are now in an...indoor storm.

Everyone is soaked and the lighting strikes them; only a shock tho.

I don't want to show them that what they said effects me so I run, out the door, to the nearest bathroom. As I mind link Nash, "great idea" and I show through the bond how sad and depressed I feel now. To let him know this wasn't a good idea.

"Who did this!" He growled. I showed him the faces and put up the block to make sure he doesn't see what's gonna happen now.

I sit near the toilet and poke at my gag reflex. That one girls comment cut me deep, and so I gag up all of the remaining food I've eaten in the last day.

The bell rings and I just sit curled up in a ball hoping for the day to be over. But with my luck, some girls come in and whisper then knock on the stall for I'm in.

I stay silent for I don't know who it is. "Hey, are you ok? Do you need help?" A feminine, sweet voice calls out.

I shake my head and hope for them to leave. "We aren't gonna hurt you. Please come out" the voice says again. "Don't make me come and get you!" A not so sweet voice threatens me and I let out a whimper.

"Hey! Don't scare her! Idiot!" The sweet voice yells at the other person. And it goes silent, but I slowly get up and reach for the handle, then unlock it, painfully slowly.

And I peck out to see two pretty faces. Who are you? Why are you here, and what do you want? I harshly ask questions, for I knew if I was kind they will make me their doormat.

I've been nice to too many strangers and look where that got me, I was everyone's slave, 'bitch', and never their friend. Every day I thought I was doing favors for my friends but they were just training me to do stuff for them. And not long after, I would clean after them, do their homework, and get them dates.

"...and that's why we are here...hey you ok, you totally just spaced out there" the small, blond, pretty girl asks. I'm sorry I was thinking, I mean...I was thinking so restart now! I try to confidently order.

The brunette scoffs, "Bitch please, you were whimpering away two minutes ago. So don't order us around, got it!"    

The blond hits brunette on the back of the head and restarts why they are here."We heard what happened in class and we wanted to see if you were okay. Plus we or me," she glares at brunette, "wanted to become friends with you. So that's why we're here"

I nod, My name is Sheylyn, what's your names?

"I'm Hanna," she points to herself, "and that's Sara" she points to brunette. I just wave ocwerdly, I've never had to do this except for two times, both for people who seemed like friends but grew to be back stabbing bitches.

The bell rings and Hanna suggests a great idea, "wanna skip!?" I nod and she leads me to her car outside.

I go to the back and we start to drive to wherever Hanna plans to take us.

"Babe where are you, I've been at the school for five minutes!" Nash mind links me.

"Sorry, I just met a friend and she wanted to ditch so we are now at..." I look out the window to see 'Coffee Time'. "Coffee Time, can you pwease come and join me?"

I hear a sigh, "Fine, I'll see you in ten babe" and he's gone.

So this wasn't the best day ever but it also wasn't my worst.