Claimed By Wolves (BL)

Eleven: I'm Single.

"Get back to your seats!" Mr. Larson yells as the students who fell got back to their seats as they glared at their seatmates. "Mr. Cahill, there's a free seat at the back." He smiled at me with sorry eyes. I just nodded awkwardly and made my way to the back, near a window. Ignoring the stares I was receiving. I swallowed down my nervousness when my seat was just a few steps away—

"Woah! Dude!" I yelped as I grabbed the hand that touched my, well, ass.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Cahill?" I heard Mr. Larson ask as I kept my eyes on the boy.

"No sir." I said as I glared at the boy who just gave me a wink and pulled his hand back. I let out a frustrated sigh as I ignored the snickers behind my back and I sat on my chair.

I know I'm hot but I wasn't expecting to be sexually harassed in public. Especially at school. What's up with these freaks?

The whole period, I could barely focus on Mr. Larson's homeroom talk. I could literally feel the stares on me. And somehow, there are glares now. When the bell rang that indicated the end of the period, I buried my face in my arms.

Great. I'm stuck in a classroom filled with perverts for the rest of the year. I heaved a sigh as if it could push out the heavy feeling in my chest. How the hell am I gonna get friends like this?

I felt a tap on my shoulder which made me raise my head to see who it was.

"Hey, you okay?" A boy sat on the free seat on my right. I barely noticed his dark brown curly locks when his amber blue eyes met mine. I stared at him strangely. But finally found myself responding when he waited for me to.

"I'm sorry." I shook my head and finally stared at him. "Kind of. Who are you, by the way?" I might finally have a friend!

"I'm Ethan Maxwell." He smiled, and I was always blinded by it until Blake suddenly flashed through my mind. "Heath?" He called out when I ignored his waiting hand. I immediately took it when I noticed.

"Oh. I'm sorry! Hello, Ethan." I smiled back and shook his hand. Kind of roughly. He gave me a pondering stare as he stared at our hands then at me. My eyes widened in realization as I pulled back my hand.

"I'm sorry! Again. I'm just..." I groaned in frustration. "I'm sorry. I'm kind of nervous all of a sudden. I mean, who wouldn't? My ass got groped by some stranger who I'm actually going to see every day now, and the class is giving me these odd looks. And I think I've unintentionally waged war with some of the kids here." I blabbered out my frustration and unexpectedly, Ethan just continued to listen to me and was even responding rather than the strange look I expected to receive.

"It's okay. I'm actually sorry to how the class acted. They were just... maybe captivated by you. And I'd be lying if I wasn't too." He smiled. His words making my eyes huge in fear.

"By captivated. You mean... everyone's gay here?!" I whispered in a worried tone. I didn't know I'm actually, this hot!

Ethan let out a loud laugh. "I wouldn't know about the others, but I am, actually." I was confused by what he meant. "Gay."

"Oh." His words seemed to surprise me.

"Aren't you one, too?" Ethan cleared his throat. "Gay, I mean."

"I actually go both ways." I smiled awkwardly. I looked around us and saw some of our classmates just talking and playing around.

"So..." I turned my attention back to him. "Are you dating anyone? Right now?" He suddenly asks, making me feel very uncomfortable. And that's when I remember something Blake said earlier this morning about dating.

"If someone asks if you're single or not, tell them you're dating someone. If they ask you who just say my name."

I smiled at him. "No. I'm not. I've been single for the past seventeen years and I'd like to keep it that way for the time being." I said, keeping my smile as his fades. My sudden change of attitude seemed to faze him. "You should go back to your seat. The teacher's here." He turned his head in front just in time when we all stood up as the teacher enters. He stood up in a hurry as he stealthily goes back to his seat as soon as the teacher turned around.

I'll say we're dating when we are truly dating. I smiled triumphantly as I gave my full attention to the teacher.