Son of Alpha Loves the Music (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter TWENTY-FOUR

Chapter TWENTY-FOUR

Blair

The next two days were amazing.

Austin was completely adorable around me, and so protective. Today at lunch, when the same wanna-be gangster from my first day came up to me, I immediately curled into Austin's side, away from him, and Austin said, “If you don’t leave my girlfriend alone, you’ll have me to deal with – so f*ck off.”

But Nikki didn’t know about our relationship until just last period.

Austin was leaning over me with his forearm supporting his body against the locker beside my own, asking me if I could do him a favour.

“What kind of fav-” I began, but was interrupted by the flaming dragon herself.

“Are you kidding me?! Austin, how could you leave me for someone like her?!” she screamed at us, as if she wasn't standing half a metre from where we were leaning against my locker.

Austin groaned tiresomely, before shifting his eyes to give his a bored look, “Nikki, we were never together, so just get that out of your stalker-mind and go away” he told her, pushing off of the locker he had been leaning on, and grabbing my hand, interlacing our fingers and striding off, glowing with pride.

I felt bad for Nikki though, even if I shouldn’t.

You can’t help who you love.

If she even loved him.

In P.E, after the class went in to the changing rooms, I headed for the showers, not really wanting to put my clean clothes back on when I was sweaty. So I grabbed the school coloured yellow towel from my locker, and walk off to where the showers were located. I striped off my gym uniform, and hung the material over the side of the shower, and turned the faucet.

I only had a quick rinse off, not even 5 minutes, but when I turned around with my towel wrapped around my body and my hair messy from towel-drying it, my gym clothes weren’t hanging on the side of the shower.

I quirked an eyebrow – maybe then slipped off and fell on to the floor on the opposite side.

I tightened the towel around my chest, and walked around the shower, in hopes of finding my clothes.

There was nothing on the floor.

My heart started to beat a little rapidly, as worry and nervousness fogged my chest.

I lightly tiptoed through the empty changing rooms carefully, heading for my locker to get my other set of clothes.

I guess that everyone had just grabbed their things and gone to their next class.

When I pulled open my small locker, I found nothing.

No clothes.

I cursed at myself for leaving my cell phone in my other locker.

I was starting to freak out – how the Hell was I going to get out of here with only a towel and no phone to call for help!

And I had no idea what the time was!

So I decided that I would wait for someone to come and find me, and maybe lend me something to wear.

I waited for about 20 minutes, just sitting wrapped in my towel, my hair damp and frizzy from not blow-drying or brushing it, and I was freezing cold.

And no one had come in to the changing rooms.

I groaned in annoyance, before I came to the conclusion of what I had to do.