My Mate is a Jock and an Alpha

Chapter 1: School... Ugh

I'm going to write the first chapter tell me what you think

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Even in my sleepy haze, I could hear my mom saying, "Sweetie, you have to get up for school."

I looked at my alarm clock it read 6:45, ugh Why why must I wake up so early 5 days a

week?!? School should only be two days a week, tops. As you can clearly tell I am definitly not a morning person. I hopped in the shower for a quick shower to make me look like a human again.

before getting dressed, the only thing I am happy about is the fact that tomorrow is my 17th

birthday. Dressed and somewhat ready with just enough time to go

downstairs and eat, go me! Not.

"Hello sweetheart," how is she so cheery every morning it doesn't make sense, mornings are not a time to be cheery.

"Morning mom," I act like I want to be awake right now when really, my pillow was still calling my name.

I wave bye to my mom and practically run to catch the bus. Yes, I still take the bus, there aren't

many people on it, mostly freshman, I'm ok with that though, they don't make that much noise. I recently got a job and started saving up to buy a car I just can't yet.

I sit in my usually seat, all the way in the back of the bus, next to Nate of course, it's cleaner and

there's usually no dweebs hanging on our every word.

"Hey, what up girl"

" Hey Nate"

"Why so glum?  Your birthday is tomorrow!! Tell me you invited me to the party?".

Why is sarcasm so painful in the mornings?

"Of course I did Nate, I'm just tired is all."

If only he knew the real reason, today is also the anniversary of the Alphas running out on us, my

dad. I hate to even say that word he was no father of mine.

We get to the school pretty quick, unfortunately, it only takes a few minutes. The Parking lot is

always filled with the generic "Barbies" and "Kens", 

strutting around, showing off their shiny individual sports cars, there is even a pink Lamborghini,

so cliche.  Personally, I won't care what my car looks like, 

as long as it gets me front point A to point B and doesn't smell like anything died in it.

I slowly walk into the metaphoric hell hole called school. Hempstead High, filled with jocks,

cheerleaders, nerds, goths and even normal people like me.  

 I'm not that popular because I don't need to be. I meet up with the gang mulling about by my

locker, I so love these guys, no idea where I would be without them, my high school lifelines. 

Forcing a brighter smile I greet my partners in crime, "Sup guys". 

"Hey Chloe," they said pretty much in unison.

"Happy early birthday baby girl" Peter congratulated me, not taking his arm off of Blake. They were so cute they made me wanna throw up.

Nate had his arm around Carly. I envied all of them so much, don't get me wrong, I am seriously

happy for them but it's still hard to watch sometimes.

I am saving myself for my mate, so I have never even had a boyfriend. I heard that males are very

protective over their mates and I don't want to taint that..

In my haze, half the school day flies bye, it was already time for lunch, I scan the lunch room and

find my group of friends, sitting and laughing about something. I sit down and look at the 

table next to me then I think I spotted the sexiest man alive I felt tingles inside

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Good not good any mistakes anything I should add, we've survived the first chapter let's keep going