Plot Twist

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Life doesn't have any hands, but it sure can give you a slap sometimes."

- Anonymous

Fictional high school was incredibly disappointing.

Not only did they fail at teaching teenagers math, english, science and history, but they didn't have a single class relating to being a werewolf.

I mean, seriously?

It's an all-werewolf school - minus moi - and you're honestly telling me that instead of teaching these kids how to survive and function with a furry alter-ego, you've decided to teach them the Quadratic Formula instead?

On what level does that even make sense?

"Oh, no! Rogues are attacking! Let's distract them with our awesome Quadratic Formula skillz! How will they resist finding x? MWAHAHA!" Said No-Werewolf-Ever.

Because shitty Werewolf novel = shitty werewolf school apparently.

Not only that, I spent the day either being the greatest-person-ever or the scum-of-the-earth.

Yeah, the student body was definitely divided on the telling-off-Ryder incident depending on which pack you belonged to. The Gold Claws pack smiled at me, clapped for me and even a few came up to tell me how badass it was for me to stand up to Ryder and defend not only Skylar, but our pack's dignity as well.

The flattery was doing wonders for my ego.

On the other hand, anybody in the Silver Claws wasted no time in adjusting to the new school or trying to cause me as much discomfort as possible. I could easily pick out anybody from Ryder's pack, seeing as they all greeted me with lovely snarls, growls and glares whenever they spotted me. It did bother me a bit at first, but I did understand why they hated me. After all, I had publicly humiliated their future Alpha and their loyalties lied with him - not some weird human red-head. So, yes - very reluctantly, I might add - I did respect them a little for being loyal to their leader - even if he was a total douche.

On the plus side as well, not only did Ryder disappear for the rest of the day, I also found my pretend best friend too, and to say I was pleasantly surprised would be an understatement.

Because she's fucking Bonnie Bennett from the Vampire Diaries, that's why.

I'd actually kind of forgotten about the whole celebrity cast thing, but trying hard not to fangirl or accidentally call her Bonnie was a great reminder, and I managed to call her by correct name, Tiana, all day.

All in all, the day wasn't that bad. I was actually more concerned about Skylar and hoping she didn't do anything dumb - which let's be honest, she was the female lead in a shitty werewolf book and it was practically written in her DNA to make bad decisions.

Just hopefully she'd hold off on running away or getting some crazy makeover to look as hot as Sofia Vergara until I got home and could do some damage control - which leads me to the moment of standing outside, leaning against Jackson's SUV and trying to ignore the growling of Ryder's packmates as they passed by me.

Finally though, Jackson emerged from the building after ten minutes of waiting and let's just say, he looked pissed.

He marched toward the car, a scowl set firmly on his face and pushed me roughly out of the way so he could climb into the car.

Rude.

He looked furious and I was smart enough to hop into the passenger seat without accidently calling him Peeta or making some sassy comment.