The Alpha's Girl

Chapter 9

sorry for the late update. Finals and EOCs are coming in like a wrecking ball. -don't judge me- anyway, hope you enjoy! Comment, interact! Thanks to those who have! I love you guys!

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I groaned stepping into the familiar hallways known as Hell. Sorry, I meant school.

Cooper and I aren't a thing but have gotten close. So close he suffocates me. He hasn't talked to me since like two days, he saw some kid talking to me.at the mall. I laughed at this guy because he was hilarious, and Cooper thought I was flirting. Okay, if that's what you want to believe... Then go right ahead. No-one is stopping you cowboy.

In other words, he's been giving me the cold shoulder. It bothers me, but I'll live.

I shut my locker, walking the halls with Reagan, laughing at her pointless jokes.

"So do you want to go?"

What?

"Do you want to go to the party tonight?"

"Where?"

"The cute senior's party?" She looked at me like I was supposed to know this.

"The one that plays football, looks at you..." She explains, trying to give me a clue.

I heard a faint noise, quickly snapping my head over. There was nothing there, just a crease from the wall.

Weird.

"You mean Alexander?" I pondered, crossing my arms.

"Yes! He's gorgeous!" She squeals in delight.

"I know!" Agreeing with her.

There was another noise, this time Reagan heard it.

We gave each other looks before a slow smile tugged on Reagan's face.

"I have a really low cut, tight dress that will look great on you! Please please please come!" Reagan gave me a look.

I looked skeptical, before finally sighing in defeat.

Reagan did a dance, while Alexander walked by. He stopped, giving us a smirk.

"Are you coming tonight, Estella, Reagan?" He looked down, really asking me more than her.

"Definitely." I smirked.

He's soo cute.

There was a really loud growl that echoed through the hall, making people stop in their tracks.

Reagan looked at me, and grabbed my hand, "RUN!"

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I was breathing heavily, slamming my body down on the desk in homeroom.

"Miss. Estella, Reagan, may I ask what is wrong with the both of you?"

"Rough morning." We say in usion.

He raised his eyebrows, mumbling an 'Okay.'

The bell rang, and I was growing anxious. Cooper had this class. Or homeroom l, I should say.

Heavy breathing could be heard as students filed in before the tardy bell rang throughout the halls.

I felt a very tense gaze on me, but I kept my attention on Reagan. Reagan sat in front of me, talking about how great the party was going to be. "I think Alexander likes you."

I felt giddy, I felt wrong, but Alexander was absolutely gorgeous.

Not nearly as gorgeous like Cooper, but he was a very close second.