An Alpha's Jealousy (Narry Storan) (Book One)

Chapter Five: Part Two

Both of us maintain our act for a moment before bursting into peals of laughter as we began heading towards our first class while maintaining a respectable distance before I pause as I recall our previous conversation.

"Hey, Lou?" I stomp my foot and show Lou, who immediately turned towards me after hearing my stomp, the board.

"Yes?" Lou waits as I erase the words and write my new sentence.

"Yesterday, how did mum get to the front office?"

"I convinced the principle, who was, thankfully, out at the time you had your, well," Louis' voice trails off as he tilts his head and thinks for a moment before continuing. " moment that you were PMSing and that only Anne could make you better."

The moment he spoke, I was immediately grateful-until I heard the rest of the explanation and noticed the devious smile crawling along Lou's lips; and, with no shame or remorse, I write the one word that was beginning to describe every one close to me.

"Evil," The black word popped out at Lou from the white board, causing him to smirk and wiggle his eyebrows.

"Oh, boy, you ain't seen nuthin' yet," I can't help but chuckle at Lou's sassy response before erasing the word and focusing on my constantly animated companion.

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It was after Algebra was over that Lou asked me what happened.

"So, what happened?" Lou turns around and faces me, propping his elbows on top of my desk as he nestled his chin into his knuckles. "And don't say, "Nothing," because something did happen, and don't say, "We don't have time," because we have exactly ten minutes left before class ends."

Letting a defeated sigh leave my throat, I grab my board and write the shortened version of yesterday's incident, or in this case, the shortened version of the "story;" while I do so, I squash down the threatened, uneasy feeling boiling beneath my skin and reassure myself that I was completely and utterly safe.

"I was heading back to class, and got ambushed by Horan. He was angry, yelled at me-something about touching someone-and then kissed me. The thing inside me took control and made me return the gesture; then, I regained control by answering a question, and Horan and I argued. I punched him, and he punched back; we fought, and then we got caught. Finally, we declared our mutal hate in an epic showdown in the front office. The end."

"Amazing," Lou breathed as he applauded me for my storytelling abilities. "What was the question?"

"Why I didn't like being that," I write on the board and discreetly show Louis, who immediately nods after seeing it.

"I see," Louis hums before tilting his head to the side as he gazed at the white brick wall. "Why ask something so obvious, I wonder?"

"I don't know, and I don't care," I write on the board before erasing the words and writing once more. "The less I know, the better off and happier I am."

"True," Lou hums before abrupting jerking up as his eyes widen into circular saurces. "Wait a minute, did you say he kis-"

I quickly slam a hand over Lou's mouth when I hear that wretched word slip out of his mouth, one that brought memories I didn't want to remember and ignited an unfamiliar tingling along my lips that I did not notice; it wasn't hard to tell what he was about to say, nor was it hard to tell how his almost full confession caught the attention of close students.

Giving Lou a pointed glare, to which he responded with apologetic eyes, I lean back in my seat and begin erasing the remaining words off my board.

"Sorry," The apology is spoken softly and remorsefully, and I look up to send my companion a reassuring smile.