My Werewolf Boyfriend

Part 3

I could feel Tyler and Junior's gaze on me. When I looked up Junior was staring at me with a 'go die in a hole' expression. I stared back for a moment then looked down at my paper feeling quite awkward. The teacher began the lesson and I sighed putting my head on the desk. I wasn't going to like this school at all. I dozed off at some point and jumped a little as the bell rang. I grabbed my bag and started out the room quickly going past Junior. I didn't dare look at him though as much as I wanted to. I sighed and found my last class which was History and found out I had Mya in it. I had to sit in front of her and could feel her gaze on me the whole class time. If she was trying to make me uncomfortable I wasn't going to show it. When the bell finally rang I got my things and stood up and Mya pushed past me hitting my shoulder. I slightly whinned and she glanced back and I glared at her. She smirked and walked out. I put my feelings aside and walked out and right into Junior. I stepped back saying "...uh...sorry. I should've watched where I was going" I started passed him but he stopped me and said "No...its okay. Your shoulder?...its okay?" "Uhm..yea..she only bumped into me is all. I umm...had better get going" I said and walked off. 'Dont look back...don't look back' I kept telling myself and suddenly I looked back and ran into somebody. "Hey watch it!" a boy yelled and shoved me back. I slightly gasped looking at him and saw that he was the one Junior had beaten up. I stepped back and opened my mouth saying "I...I..." He stepped closer to me and I then felt Junior pull me slightly back and push me behind him. "Leave her alone, Trey" he said and the boy, Trey replied with a smirk "Looking out for the weaklings now" Junior stiffened up and I could tell that hurt his pride. He grabbed my arm suddenly and pulled me down the stairs. Luckily, most off all the students were out of the building. We got to the bottom of the stairs and around a corner.He stopped and turned to me saying "Tell noone about that alright. And stay away from him. He's bad news" "Like you?" I suddenly asked in a frown and pushed past him. He grabbed my arm saying "What did you say?" I blinked and then said "Maybe he's not bad news. I saw you beating the crap out of him. How do I know you didn't start it?" He frowned now slightly tightening his grip on my arm and I grunted tensing. He then let me go and I said "Exactly what I thought" and turned away and walked outside and went home.