Dear Mr. Alpha, Im not yours!

My body started shaking. A pulsing sensation ran throughout my limbs. She was fighting me to get out, she wanted to "play". This always happened when Jason Miron messed with me, he always got me fired up and in a bad way. He angered me so much she always wanted to come out and mess him up a bit, but of course I couldn't let her do that. He wasn't a wolf, let alone a wolf as strong as me. I may hate him, but I had no intention of killing him and burying him 6 feet under.

"Whats wrong Alice? You mouth is watering! Are you some kind of dog? Gross!"

Wiping my slobber off of the pink glossy corners of my mouth, I glared at him with the meanest look I could muster up. He couldn't know. He wouldn't know.

"Jason you are a pig! You cheated off of me on a test! I take pride in my academic works, unlike you! Why couldn't you just study like everyone else in the class?"

"That would ruin my reputation, now wouldn't it Crawford?"

"I hate it when you call me by my last name! It's Alice not Crawford!"

Jason only fueled my fire by dancing around the classroom singing 'CRAWFORD! CRAWFORD!'. Then he started our daily stare down, his piercing blue eyes always seemed to turn into a darker navy blue color when he focused in onto my own baby blues. I couldn't alomst see lust and love in his eyes, but crossed that notion of my list when he growled at me so low that only I could hear it. 

"CLASS! get into your seats now!' Mrs. Erwa had entered the classroom, pissy as always. There was never a day that the lady could be semi-kind and ask us how our weekends were, she always was straight to the point and blunt. 

"We are starting our new partner projects on...THE FOLK TALE SURROUNDING WEREWOLFS! Partners are...Jenna and Keenan, Jason and Dolly, Waldon and Sierra, Chrissy and Charles, Donna and Jack, and Alice and Alec. Please group up now."

Alec had been my crush since the 7th grade which was quite a while ago considering we are currently starting our senior year. He had cute swishy blond hair which was always combed into place with a baseball cap on top. His body looked like it had belonged to a god, and he had never hurt a fly.

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