Chapter 5

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After calming down from my dream, I jumped out of bed, I headed straight for the shower in hopes to wash off the sweat from my body. I used my usual rose and vanilla scented shampoo and sighed in relief when I felt clean.

It's not like I'm a clean freak that hates to get dirty, I mean I am a wolf. But I liked to be cleanish most of the time at least. I don't really think that anyone truly likes to be dirty.

I step out of the shower in a red fluffy towel, my pack's crest sewn into it. I know that there are things like towels supplied but I prefer to use the ones from home, they give me a peace of mind when I am away. I look in the mirror, my blue eyes grazing over myself. Wish me luck today mom.. I sigh, stepping out into my room and towards the wardrobe and taking out a white button up shirt and a black and red plaid skirt that came up to about mid-thigh.

I quickly dressed, making sure to put on my tie, but not making it all that tight- I hated the feeling of things around my neck. After getting dressed, I walked into the bathroom again and picked up my blowdryer, drying my hair and then straightening it. I took out my makeup kit and pulled out the black eyeliner, applying it to my tear lines and afterwards, dusting some light brown shadow on my lids.

Satisfied that I looked presentable, I grab my leather backpack and put my books and workout clothes in it. Checking my schedule again, I see that I have Combat Training first period. I set out of my room, stuffing my keys into my bag. I head towards the main building, using the map that was provided to us as a guide so that I don't get completely lost.

Thankfully, I managed to get into the locker rooms with enough time to spare. I walked in, seeing about 10 other girls in there aswell. I suddenly felt very self concious when all of their eyes turned to me, I kept my eyes down to the ground, heading to a locker in the corner that wasn't taken so that I could claim it as my own.

"Who is that? I haven't seen her before." I heard a girl say behind me, probably meaning to have said it in a hushed whisper but I could hear her perfectly.

"I don't know. She's probably from a weak pack, that's why. I mean, look at her." Another girl whispered back, wow. Apparently the girls around here need to learn what whispering is.

I just try to ignore them, it is too early in the morning to be getting into fights. I take out my change of clothes and shove my bag into the locker. I quickly undress and change into a black sports bra and bright red yoga shorts. I slip into my running shoes and tighten them, turning around as I put up my hair into a pony-tail. Only to see all of the girls looking at me again. Confused, I follow their gazes down to my stomach where I had a well defined four-pack and glanced back up at them. I didn't understand what was wrong so instead, I just walked out of the change room and into the training arena.

I glanced around, looking at the sparring ring and seeing the teacher over near it, so I decided to head over there first. I walked up to the crowd of people that were gathered and raised my arms above my head, stretching. Only stopping when the teacher started to talk.

"Welcome, newbies. I will be your Combat training instructor this semester. You can call me Ben, since I really hate formalities and I think that you would also rather call me that than Mr. Keether. Am I right?" He glanced around at the crowd, taking in all of the faces and I couldn't help but feel self-concious again when his eyes met mine.

Sighing in relief when he looks away, I glance around at the others in the class and my eyes stop dead on the familiar pair of green orbs that are Adrian's. Damn, I forgot that I have all my classes with him. Though I think that, I can't help but feel happy to see him, mostly my wolf is the one making me feel that way, but just being around him seems to calm my nerves.

My eyes rip away from his when I hear my name being called and I look up to see the instructor giving me a dry look. "You are Sophia Winters, yes?" He asks me, and I can feel all eyes turn to me, I suck in a breath before nodding, then reminding myself to be strong.

"Yes, I am." I give him a small smile, hoping that I didn't do anything wrong already.

"Well, Sophia, would you mind paying attention to my instructions or would you rather keep oggling Adrian over there. Same goes for you Adrian." He gives us both a stern look and I glance at Adrian who just shruggs meanwhile, my cheeks feel like they are on fire. I just give him a nod and ignore the chuckles that sound behind me.

Ben goes on explaining that we will be sparring today so that he can get a feel for our skill levels. He matched us up into pairs and set up a match in random order.

I was paired up with a short, curvy girl that gave off the vibe that she thought she owned the world. I hated those kinds of girls the most. This might actually be fun.

We were set to spar third, after Hannah and some really cute guy. The first match went by quickly, the male easily overpowering the girl he was with. Hannah's didn't go nearly as easily. They both seemed to be evenly matched but she was defeated after he got in a swift punch to her temple.

Ben called for me and Kaitlyn to step onto the mat. We both raised our fists up, ready for the whistle. After it was blown, Kaitlyn immediately rushed in, attempting to land a blow on my cheek. I easily sidestepped, taking the opportunity to kick her in the side. She stumbled forwards, clutching her side and glared at me. I shrugged back at her and raised my fists again, preparing for her to attack again.

She soon came in to try and kick me, but I remembered a move that the elders had taught me, I grabbed her leg as she swung it at my side and pivoted, throwing here off the mat, using the momentum to give me extra strength. I grinned in victory, turning to face my class. But they all just looked at me, wide eyed and with mouths agape. What's wrong with them?

Ben quickly moved around the mat, heading over to Kaitlyn and helping her up. I really didn't think that I had hurt her that much but I felt a pang of guilt when she was limping badly, no doubt that I had gripped her leg too hard when I threw her and injured it. I walked back over to the class, keeping my head down. I walked over to stand beside Hannah, avoiding her surprised gaze. I guess I need to be more careful of what moves that I use when I'm here.

I kept quiet for the rest of the class, trying not to draw any more attention to myself and ignoring all the 'hushed' whispers that were being shared. I need to pretend to be weaker. I can't have everyone finding out what pack I come from. It would only cause me problems.

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Thank you guys so much for reading! Sorry that this chapter took so long to write.

The mixed media is Hannah's wolf.
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~Shay


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