Fighting (To Be Yours)

Chapter 1

"Look, I really don't want any problems." The shifter girl said while backing in to a corner, her teeth rattling and her books shaking in her hands. I watched it all, keeping back but tensing my body for a fight.

"You shouldn't have came to school then, mole." The girl was in no way a mole shifter, goddess help those unfortunate animals, and in no way resembled the species with the tell-tale buck tooth. That was just what the human's called us, seeing as we were the moles on the perfect face of society. Because, what could be more perfect than discrimination, hatred, and murder?

"Please... just let me go to lunch?" The girl begged making the tone of her voice going from scared to whiney, poor little peacock.

"Why do you need to eat, mole?"

"Yeah, last I checked mole's don't have mouths!" I sighed deeply and stepped from the doorway at the other end of the hall. I took my time walking to where they stood surrounded around the peacock, giving her time to notice me. When she did her whole body went lax and she let out a breath, her cool blue eyes lighting up.

"Come now children, surely you've got better things to do than to bother an innocent student." My voice was as strong as ever as I approached the batch of students. They all had pimple ridden faces and black heads that I was sure they spent a long time trying to cover up in the mirror at mornings.

"Oh, it's just Luna." One of the girls said, then crossed her arms under her ample breasts. The males in the group swallowed and tried their best to ignore making direct eye contact with me.

"Oh, hey Rosa." One of the guys said, using the correct name people in school called me by.

"Tiffany, is it? Why don't you head on to the cafeteria, tell my siblings and Ander I'll be there soon." I told the peacock with a slight smile, I never once took her eyes off the girl who had her arms crossed and a smug smirk on her face. Tiffany nodded scuttling away from the corner, her face brightening in the way peacock's normally do as she passed me.

I licked my lips and crossed my hands in front of me, assessing all of them now and not just the girl. They were a crowd of punks, trying to feel better about themselves by picking on one of the least dangerous of the were's.

"Now, I'm sure you guys don't want to get an ass kicking today and I don't want to give one. So how about we part ways with you apologizing to me for picking on an innocent were like that, deal?" I smiled what I hoped was my charming smile and waited for them to reply, when they took too long my smile flattened.

"Ok, look. You don't like us, we don't like you. Well known fact, we're not gonna debate this. But you are going to apologize for picking on innocent, is that clear?" They all looked at me, stupidly I might add, as if they had no clue what language I was speaking. I took a step forward, snarling a little as my eyes changed to amber.

"Is. That. Clear?" They took a step back together and nodded quickly. I smiled politely and cocked my head to the side.

"See, that wasn't that hard was it?" I asked cheerily then turned and skipped off. I passed all the mustard yellow lockers, ten years in that school and every time I entered it the color of the lockers still made me want to puke.

I turned the corner and bumped into a body, I looked up and smiled.

"Couldn't wait, could you?" I asked him as I walked around his huge body, secretly smiling that my mate had come for me.

"Well, normally with you a little while can last for the whole school day. It's happened before." He said walking behind me at a safe distance, I turned and walked backwards smirking at him.