A Rogue

Chapter 3

*P.O.V Andrea *

"Beep!" screamed my stupid annoying alarm clock. I groaned as I rolled over to get out of bed. I am very tired not just physically but emotionally and mentally even my wolf was restless. I really shouldn't have gone with them yesterday. Although I would have to admit that, it was fun, well, at least, there was no drama to deal with. So tired, too tired to even care how I dressed today. Deciding just to throw on a pair of jade jeans, XX-Large black hoodie and, of course, a pair of black flip-flops. Makeup or no makeup today? Well, maybe just a little of mascara. After I done with the little makeup that I decided to wear, I finally ready to go the hellhole known as the high school to be exact Mountain View High, home of the wolves.

After a short five-minute drive, I pulled into the parking lot and parked next to a gorgeous Corvette. I miss my baby so much. Augh, I could already tell today is going to be a long and tedious day. I don't want to deal with people today. I simply put on my bitch face and strutted into school. That is when the wolf calls began, those were easy to ignore, but the one thing that I will not just ignore is the ass grabbing. It was not even five seconds later after I finish that though some idiot decided that it would be a good idea to grab my ass. Normally I would just simply say something but it being that I was not in a practically good mood at this moment. Things got a little interesting. I turned around extra slowly and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing myself up against him, "Are you sure that want some of this?" Before he could even let out his sexual comment, I slammed my knee upwards into his private area. "I don't think you do because you can't handle it," I said as he fell to his knees. Just then a sweet smell that smell of rain, trees and baby's breath crossed my path, so delicious.

"MATE!!!" cried my wolf, trying to make me find the source of the delicious smell. No, I don't want a mate. I never really wanted one, so I simply blocked her out and went to the first period. Hopefully, he didn't notice, and I won't have to worry about rejecting him. Augh, this is going to be a long and strenuous school year.

'Safe!' I bought as I slid into my seat, 'there is no way he could be in this class.' This class was AP French 4, which was very hard to get into, so there were only fifteen seniors in the class. What had me so annoyed with this class, it took me three months to convince my counselor to allow me to switch to switch to this class, which was so easy I could sleep through it. For some strange reason, I had a real knack for languages. I was fluent in nine languages, which were Spanish, French, Italian, Japanese, Korean, Russian, Latin, and Ayapaneco plus two were dead languages. Oh well, time for my nap.

"Sorry I am late," said a voice that sent shivers down my spine. Crap, it was my mate, why can't I be a break from crying out loud.

"It is perfectly fine, Mr. Soriano," said my favorite teacher." But you will have to read a paper on why you are late in French because you know that there is no English spoken in this class by one other than me." With a swift nodded across the floor. Next, I let the scent of peach roses, baby's breath, lilac, lilies, and whiteboard maker fill my nose. Finally, I opened my eyes and was completely shocked. The room was completely gorgeous. I can believe that he did all of this. I looked around taking in the whole room. He pushed all the desks to the side and made an aisle that was covered in rose petals and glitter. The. At the end of that aisle were two desks covered with blood red tablecloths and one those desks were candles, chocolate, more roses and a pack of code blue Mountain Dew. I busted out laughing; I wonder how he guessed my favorite soda. At last my eyes, land on Aaron all decked out in a black and red suit, looking very dashing. I wonder how he did all of this in forty-five minutes.

"Andrea," Aaron said as he walked to me grabbing my hand, "I know I have only known you for a couple of days, but you stole my heart at Victoria's secret. Would you let yourself have the extreme honor of being my thirty-first lady?"