"No one wants someone who doesn't belong anywhere."
SPES
Second Hallway; Senectus University
0900 Hours
"HEY SLUT!"
A/N: Grabe 'yung opening statement, no? Kastress.
Someone yelled behind me and since I am not a slut I didn't bother looking who shouted. Just then, someone pulled my hair.
"What the hell?!" I said with irritation. Sino ba naman ang hindi maiinis kung bigla ka na lang masasabunutan sa hallway? Badtrip.
"How dare you!" Ginger pointed at me and, heck, she was so inrage.
"What did I do?" I asked with frustration. Lagi na lang kasi ako ang inaaway nitong Ginger Bread na 'to. Bad trip. Ano ba ako sa storyang 'to, damsel in distress?! Oh please, you've gotta be kidding me.
"Don't act like you don't know anything, bitch!" Bread yelled angrily at me.
"As far as I'm concerned, I am innocent." I squared my shoulders and stared at them using my Alpha gene to intimidate them.
"Y-You!" See? The Alpha thingy worked 'coz Ginger stuttered, "Dared live with Aither, you slut!"
"My Gosh! Is that all you are yelling about?!" I raked my hair with so much irritation. "Goodness gracious!" I growled which made them step back but, heck, I don't care. "You cornered me in the hallway just because I am Aither's housemate?! Ridiculous." I walked away leaving them stunned. Bad trip.
They should be thankful that I had a lot of self control because if I didn't, they would be nothing but a pile of broken limbs now.
Since sobrang naiinis ako, lumapit ako sa isa sa mga tambay sa hallway na lalaki, "Hey, do you know a place where I can release my frustrations?"
"In a bar." The guy said simply. Wait, he looks familiar.
"No, not that kind of release. Something like a physical work out?" I said while trying to remember where I've seen him.
"Oh." He smiled, "You can run in the oval, play volleyball, or go to the wrestling club." He grinned widely.
"Wrestling club? Wow. I didn't know the university has that." I said with genuine amusement.
"Wanna check it out?" He offered.
"Yah sure." Then we walked towards the gym, I think. I decided to ask him, "Have we met before? You really seem familiar."
He chuckled, "I think. Were you the mataray girl in the rooftop?"
It was my turn to laugh, "At ikaw 'yung pakialamero sa rooftop."
"Wow. Nag-tatagalog ka pala kahit may accent." Amazed na nakatingin sa'kin si rooftop guy.
"Yep. Matagal na ako dito eh. Kaso di naman nawawala 'yung accent ko." Then I remembered, "Hey, what's your name?"
"Peter Davis. And you are?"
"Spes Beauregard." I shook the hand he offered, "In what hall do you belong?"
"Seventh." He said with a hint of bitterness in his tone.
"Whoa. You're a descendant?" I spoke with interest because he seemed sad and bitter about it.
"Yep of a werewolf." He nodded.
"What did you get?"
"Oh. Nothing much. Heightened senses and inhumane strength." He shrugged.
"That's cool! I heard that other descendants don't even get anything useful." That's true. May descendants na ang nakukuha lang minsan mating genes.
