The resident bad boy is a werewolf?

The Minder takes control, it's like The f***ing Host

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{Alex's POV} 

I walked into my English class quickly and scurried to my seat since I was late. 

Which is crazy since I'm never late. Crazy, loud and disruptive, yes. Late, no. 

It started off when my usual alarm clock, Kat, didn't wake me up. And the only reason I woke up was because the sun was shining in my face and irritating me. 

I rolled over to block out the sun and while I was doing that I noticed the alarm clock next to my bed said nine o'clock. 

School starts at seven. 

With that being said I ran out of bed and quickly got dressed in under five minutes.

Let me tell you, The Flash was jealous of my skills. He envied me from the sidelines with Batman, Iron-man and Superman (they were all haters of my awesomeness). 

I ran out of the apartment and rushed into the elevator. It was only when the elevators were closing that I was reminded of yesterday's events. 

A hello my name is Caveman sticker caught my attention. 

That sticker felt like a blow to my heart.

Then all my emotions from yesterday came back to me and I cried. 

In the elevator.

And that's two things I hate: crying and elevators. 

Well not elevators in general, just elevator music. 

But still. 

Anyways, after another thirty minutes or so of me trying to stop myself from crying and then fixing my puffy face, I ended up heading to class.

Late. 

Luckily for me, Skye wasn't in class yet. None of the guys were. 

I tried making eye contact with Chris but she wouldn't look at me. 

Ouch. That hurt. I tried again with Kat, Maddy and Nix but none of them were looking me in the eyes. 

Great, now my friends hate me too. 

I turned around to Eva. 

"Eva, psss, Eva!" I whispered.

She turned to me and I saw dark circles under her eyes. 

"what?" she whispered back.

"Why are they ignoring me?" I asked her.

"You rejected Skye, he sent an order to all his pack members not to talk to you." She said sadly.

"So how come you can talk to me?" I asked curiously.

She was about to answer but she was cut off by the sound of tires squealing. 

Everyone rushed to the windows to see who was causing the chaos. 

"oh no! I thought he swore off that death trap!" I heard someone murmur. 

I turned to the window to see Skye riding to the front of the school in a motorcycle. 

He looked hot. 

Shit Alex! You're not suppose to think that! You rejected him. 

But he looked perfect in a leather jacket, denim shirt, gray jeans, black combat boots and aviator glasses. 

He got off the motorcycle and was instantly surrounded by his friends. They walked out of sight and in a few minutes were at the door.

I begged my heart to stop hammering. Skye gave me a sharp look before looking away quickly. 

He went towards a girl with bottle blond hair and gave her a dazzling smile. 

No, Skye! I shouted in my head, not my Edward Cullen smile!

'oh shut up, young girl. He's trying to make you jealous.' an unfamiliar voice in my head said. 

To a person choosing to look in at this moment, they might find that statement a bit odd. Normal people don't have voices in their head. Let alone one's that they are familiar with. 

Well, it's already been established that I'm not normal.

Or a person. Well I am a person. Just not human. Human's don't have werewolf blood in them.

I distinctly remember the unfamiliar voice being the one of that weird bug from the woods. A Minders bug. 

'Now to make the fool just as jealous' the bug said.

I couldn't help but imagine a fly rubbing it's little hands together. Like they do when they land on dog poop. 

Not that I look at flies on poop. *awkward silence*

I felt my body being taken out of my control. I felt my power over myself be taken away as the Minder bug pushed me towards Drake Ula, who was also in my English class. 

I tried to stop myself as the Minder bug sat me down on his desk. 'I' crossed one leg over another and 'I' (a.k.a that freaking bug) batted my eyelashes at him. 

Ewww. I hated seeing girls who bat their eyelashes at guys because it looks like they're having eye seizures. 

Ha ha. 'Bat'. You can't actually bat your eyelashes. Imagine that? Getting a baseball bat and hitting your eyelashes. Which would mean you're hitting your face. That's probably not a good idea.

Great, now my train of thoughts have turned into an episode of Tom and Jerry. 

Anyways, Drake didn't seem to mind my eyelash seizure. 

I was leaning over to kiss him, again, not my plan; when I felt arms yank me off the desk.

I turned around to look into Skye's angry face.

"God, you slut! You're all over me one moment, and now you're fucking with Drake?!" He yelled at me. 

"Schuyler!" I heard the mixed voices of Eva, Nix, Maddy, Chris, Cat, Carter, Mouth, Dylan, Jake, and Ruby shout at the same time. 

I saw in his face that he regretted his words, but before he could apologize I ran out of the room quickly. 

But I heard someone chasing me down. 

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