Badass Alpha and.... Badass Luna?

Shocked

Nikkis POV2

I walked into school the next day with a big hoodie and sweats on. With my hood up I made my way to my locker, trying not to make it look like I was in pain. Well I'm here to tell you that I am in so much pain right now I think I might pass out. I tried looking for pain killers this morning but couldn't find any. Dad probably used them all again.....

I slammed my locker shut when Chris, Luke and Lizzie came walking up to me, "I take it you were all bailed out." I said with a slight laugh. A real laugh would hurt my cracked ribs.

"Yep! My dad was so- Wait a second. Nikki, take your hood off. Is that a black eye?" Lizzie asked trying to get a better look.

I moved out of the way so she couldn't, "No. It's not." I stated shortly.

They all gave me looks. They knew about my dad, but I made them promise not to tell anyone about it. They would put me into foster care and I would have to move.... I am not moving.

Luke spoke, "Nikki, you have to get away from him. Look what he does to you! He beats you, verbally abuses you.... What's next? Rape?! You have to get out of there!" he said seriously.

"You think I don't know that? I'm not 18 yet and if I told they would send me away to random strangers." I said back.

"Wouldnt they send you to your grandparents? They're still alive right?" Lizzie asked quietly.

"Yeah but they're to old to take me in. I checked on the internet." I said sadly. If they could take me in, I would have told a long time ago. Before my mother left actually and I would have taken her with me.

"Look, can we not talk about this? I remind you that I still have to go home to this, I'd rather not have it be part of my day too."

They all nodded sadly and we made our way to class. Chris and Luke said their goodbyes and left me and Lizzie at the door of our next class. Science. Yey! (note the sarcasm)

I sat in the back alone like I normally do. The teacher put me there in the beginning of the school year because I was the smartest in science andthere was an odd number of students for lab partners. So she put me alone and said I'd be fine. And fine I was. I always finished my labs before everyone and always got a A+ on it.

"Okay class, this lab is-" Ms. Swift was cut off by the door slamming shut. I slowly turned around, being carefull about my ribs and saw a boy standing there. Wait, not a boy, more like Greek god.

He was tall, probably about 6'6", 6'7"ish. He had a strong jaw line, straight masculine nose and firm lips that weren't to skinny nor to fat. His pitch black hair in contrast to his celary green eyes made him look mysterious and bad boy like. The leather jacket he was wearing made me think he was infact a bad boy.

"Can I help you?" Ms. Swift asked impatiently. Bad Boy's face remained emotionless, "I'm Easton Cole." his sexy deep voice rang out strongly.

As sexy as he was, I didn't like the way he said his name. He said it with to much confidence; like he was in some way important and everyone was supposed to know it too. But what surprised me more was everybody in the room gasping, even Ms. Swift. Did I miss something....?

"Oh, okay. Um, you can sit next to Nikki James. Nikki raise your hand so Easton knows where you are." Ms. Swift said nervously.

Slowly I raised my hand and Easton strided towards me. I looked over at Lizzie who had a mixture of emotions written in her face. Nervousness, fear, and I could distinguish anything else. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I pulled it out to see it was from Lizzie.

'We need to talk l8er' it read. I looked up and saw her starring at me with pleading eyes. I just nodded and laid my head down on the table.

The next thing I know I'm being shaken awake, which hurt like a fucking bitch. "Ow! What the fuck!" I yelled, pushing whoever away from me.

I looked around and everybody was starring at me, "What the fuck are y'all looking at?" I snapped and they all went back to work. I saw Lizzie chuckle and shake her head at me as she went back to whatever the class was doing.

"Language Ms. James! We aren't in prison, you will watch your mouth." Ms. Swift scolded.

"Um, I have never been to prison, only jail. There's a difference. But with my luck, I will probably end up there in some point in time." I replied smartly back at her.

Students laughed and Ms. Swift just shook her head and went back to grading papers.

"Now why the fuck did you shake me you stupid twat?" I asked quieter than before but it didn't stop some nosy people, including Lizzie, to look at me. I glarred at them and they all went back to what they were doing. Excpet Lizzie.

Easton looked really pissed when I called him a twat. What? Has he never been insulted before? He better get fucking used to it, because I didn't like the way he carried himself. The whole 'Bow at my feet peasant' act is going to get old real fast.

"Ever call me that again, and see what happens." he threatend. I laughed, "Im not scared of you."

I think that made him a bit speachless because he just grunted and went on with our lab. I skimmed through the instructions and took over the assignment since Easton was being extremely slow.

"Give me the stir stick thing." I demanded coldly. Easton glarred but handed it to me anyway. When he handed it off our hands touched ever so slightly. When they made contact I felt a spark; like electrical currents were moving up my arm. It didn't hurt oddly enough, it felt kinda good.

I ripped my hand away and looked at Easton, who looked even more surprised than I felt. I ignored what just happened and stirred whatever we were making. At the moment I was kinda hoping it would blow up and kill me.

I glanced at Easton out of the corner of my eye and he was frozen in place, starring at the table. I felt a vibrate in my pocket and pulled out my phone to have another text from Lizzie,

'What's going on? Why is Easton so... Out of it?' she asked. I text back 'Tell u l8er' and I saw her nod when she got it.

The bell rang and Easton was the first to be out the door and me and Lizzie were second, "Okay, spill now. What the hell happened? I heard you call him a twat and first of all, how stupid are you? 'I'm not scared of you?' Really? I'm fucking scared of him? He's huge and he oozes authority!"

"Okay, first of all, PIPE THE FUCK DOWN! And second, if you wanna hear what else happened I would shut your trap before I shut it for you."

She shut up.

"So I told him to pass me the stir stick thing so I could stir whatever the hell we were making. When he did his hand brushed my hand and I felt a shock. Not like 'drag your feet across a carpet' shock, but more of a 'keep touching me' shock." I explained.

This caused Lizzies face to go pale. Paler than normal. "I-I. Um, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later! Meet Chris, Luke and I out front after school!" she shouted as she sprinted away from me.

Why was everybody acting so damn weird? Oh yeah. Cause a cocky dickhead showed up in this school and fuck eveything up.