The Alpha's Kitten // discontinued

| New Boy |

Allison Braidford
Tuesday, November 17th

"Oh look, it's the loner who sleeps with any male who gives her the slightest bit of attention," Chelsea giggles as I enter the classroom. Her 'friends', including Andrea and Dylan, laugh wildly at her mediocre insult. Somehow, she managed to make it to class before me.

"Quiet down girls. Miss Braidford, can you explain to the class as to why you are so late," Mrs.Hart's stern expression shuts everyone right up.

Dang woman, I was only three minutes late...

"What did you just say to me, young lady? I am not afraid of your little games and I will send you straight to Mr.Gillies office and taint your perfect record. I see right through your little good girl act," Mrs.Hart yells, her face turning redder than a strawberry. The whole class chuckles, except Aspyn and Aubrey, much to my embarrassment. I quickly sit down in the first empty seat I could find. Mrs.Hart has had it out for me this entire year, for some reason p. I've been nothing but polite to her and her class.

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry. It won't happen again. I just woke up la..." Before I could finish rambling out my weak apology, the door swings open and everyone goes quiet.

Then there's Xander, standing oh-so perfectly in the doorway. I swear, he gets better looking every time I see him. I didn't have 23 eyes, but I could tell every single person was staring at him. His strong jawline. His perfect, yet natural hair. His piercing blue eyes. His plump kissable pink lips. Oh what I would give to just feel them leave peppery kisses up and down my n..

"Hey, I'm Xander," he smirks and that's all it takes for every girls' underwear to drop. It seems like everyone is in a trance, even the guys, until Mrs.Hart clears her throat.

"And why are you in my classroom?" The middle aged woman asked, tucking her gray splotched strand of hair behind her ear.

"I'm your new student, Alexander Blade. But I go by Xander," he introduces. He hands her his form and schedule. After examining it, Mrs.Hart sighs and motions for him to sit down. He takes back his schedule and slides it into his back pocket.

"Well, Mr.Blade, please take a seat. There are no assigned seats, so please feel free to sit wherever you feel you will learn the best."

Chelsea immediately kicks Andrea off the seat next to her and brushes it off quickly, obviously wanting Xander to sit there. She fixes her hair and crosses her legs in an effort to look attractive.

First time I've seen Chelsea's legs closed in a while...

But her smile turns to a scowl when he walks right past her and slides into the seat right next to me. He grins childishly at me.

"Hello, Allygator."

"Hey, X-Man. Long time no see," I mumble. I really wanted to talk to him more and hear his voice, but I didn't want to get on Mrs.Hart's bad side even more.

"I'm looking forward to learning more about math with you, Allison," he says. I motion for him to shut up, as his voice seems to be getting louder by each sentence. He nods his head in understanding and looks back toward the board where Mrs.Hart is writing down some complicated math equation that were supposed to solve for our bell work.