Supernus

Meeting Liam

Supernus

©2013

"Ok, class! That's it for the day!"

A beautiful maroon haired girl stood up along with her classmates and gathered her book about werewolf biology and bag then headed for the door. She always wore different loose shirts with all kinds of prints, then along with it, different sets of pants, and beanies. To the humans, she would look like a celebrity. To weres, she would look like an outcast. Her parents were the beta male and female. Her oldest brother being the next in line.

She wasn't wanted in her family. She has older brothers, no sister, her parents never intended to have one. Aglaea Adorabelle Elixir, that 22 lettered, straight latin name, belongs to her. Now, she was in history of the being of different worlds. Her favorite was of the legendary council, the Supernus. The Supernus are a group of hybrids, the most powerful creatures, also known as Progeny of the Eclipse. She is me.

"Now, everyone in the Supernus are high-ranked. Hybrids have blood of each and everyone of us, the middle ranking, and the lower ranking. The Moon and Sun goddesses created them to keep balance in the worlds.

"According to myths-," Mr. Hailer was cut off from reading his book.

"But aren't WE myths to human creatures?" the soon to be alpha, Alexander Freeman, asked as a snide comment.

Mr. Hailer can't say anything back, for it was the prince's birthday. Whoop-de-freakin'-do! 18 years of age, a pleasant one indeed. He'll find the most lucky girl to be his precious bang doll. Or should I say, unlucky. The poor bastard bangs anyone, even a fly. I don't expect it to happen but, I definitely won't appreciate it if it were me.

"Yes, yes," the history teacher just nodded absently, "according to myths, they are well-hidden and can be born of anyone."

"Well, I am sure I am one of them," Alexander smirked.

I rolled my eyes. What a big asshat. I am very very saddened by the fact that he will have a girl. He only loves himself. He is like Narcissus, he fell for himself, but then he didn't turn into a flower, but into a dog. After a few minutes more of the discussion, we were dismissed, back to our homes. I have my own house, because I was a 'disgrace' to the Elixir family.

I opened the door and smelt the woods, lavander, and mint behind me. Oh, I'm in deep poop. I turned around and saw HIM. It was still fresh in my memories when he rejected me when we were still kids. I actually attempted to have him as a boyfriend when I was 6. It's been a long time since I've stared straight at his face.

"Alexander," I squeaked, "you're my mate?"

"Hm?" the oblivious boy asked nonchalantly and laughed, "Me? Your mate? You are dreaming again Abelle."

"Oh, I am not dreaming. This is a big nightmare!" I groaned, "What? You reject me?"

"Do I?" the goofball scoffed then he raised his right hand and faced it to mine, the gap between our hands started to glow, "I, Alexander Freeman, the son of the Moon Goddess, reject you, Aglaea Adorabelle Elixir, with all my human and were being."

Then, he roughly pulled his hand away from mine, walking away, then he raised his hand, pointer finger up, "oh yeah, there's a special mission for you, desk, drawer, left hand side. That's what I came here for, dreamer."

"A-hole," I muttered.

"Heard that!" he shouted, going in his car, "I love being single."

"Yeah! Sure!" I opened my arms shouting, "Please, by all means, die single too!"

"Will do!" the asshat called out driving off.

I cursed and went in the house, anger running through my veins. I dropped my bag on the floor of the living room then went to my piano. No, the things I have didn't came from my parent's earnings, or the pack allowance for the teenagers. They didn't give me any of it. It was from my own work. I started working since I could do stuff, and was paid for it. I opened my own account, and started to save money.

When I have some money to spare, I buy myself things. My piano was my graduation gift for myself. I sat on the stool and started to play Clair de Lune by Debussy. After that, I made my dinner, ate, took a bath, wore my uniform for the coffee shop, then left. I opened my garage and grabbed the keys to my car.

After a few minutes of driving, I parked infront of the shop, locked my car, and went in. Everyone in our land are wolves, we're not like the others that mixed with humans. I greeted my co-worker, my only co-worker, Jones.

"You're on Cashier duty tonight," he chuckled, "What's with the face? What happened?"

"Life," I went under the counter to get in, "life happened."

Jones rolled his eyes playfully, "Ok, well then, you should know, that there is an ugly guy talking with Mr. Edison right now."

"You always say that everyone's ugly," I went infront of the cashier and took some orders, "especially when it comes to guys."

"Correction, only to guys," he said, making the coffees and taking out cakes.

"Maybe, it's because you have the 'call' to guys," I joked.

"Oh no, you didn't just say that!" He growled playfully.

I laughed, "Oh yes, I did."

"For the 465th time, since you've came here, I. AM. NOT. THE. G. WORD!" he slapped my arm playfully then he asked, "What made you think that?"

"Well, your hair is too stylish," I said plainly.

He crossed his arms, "Most guys do!"

"Your clothes, they show the fashion glint on them." I scanned my eyes down to his uniform.

"It's to impress the honey bunnies." Jones straightened his shirt.

"And...your pants are too tight." I looked at his eyes, restraining my laughter.

"How dare you!" he puts his hand on top of his chest, where his heart was, "No one ever dared to say that!"

"Oh, only I dare to," I laughed.

After a few minutes, we heard someone clear their throat. We both turned to the owner of this coffee shop, Mr. Edison. With a cute blonde dawg that carried cerulean eyes.

"Oh, darn snickers," I muttered, "that is one hot dawg."

Jones rolled his eyes, "And she fell for the demon."

I punched his arm lightly and smiled at the guy. Mr. Edison gestured him to us.

"William, this is Robert Jones,"

"I prefer Jones," Jones said rudely as he shook William's hand.

"And this wonderful girl is Aglaea Adorabelle Elixir."

I held my hand out and shook his, "Pleasure, please call me anything you want. Just not anything that relates to bad things."

"Hi Jones, Hi Aglaea, I'm William Haymitch Ford, please call me Liam." He smiled brightly.