Dear Mr. Alpha, Im not yours!

my life would suck...with you.

Me. That stupid one word. That word will put into a slump until this fatal creature leaves my house. Why him? He was such a jerk to me! He disrespected me, without even knowing it. He was the one who caused all the shenanigans to start to take place. He was a jerk, a cold hearted, good for nothing loser.

"Why? Why on God's green earth are you staying in MY house!?" 

I couldn't help but let him know how much I hated him. If the hard slap I placed across his cheek a earlier in the day didn't give him the message, then what the hell would? The thing that made it worse was the smug look plastered on his face. He looked like he had just won the damn lottery. 

"Well, you see, my parents have been friends with you parents since before you were even conceived. They were best friends. After you were born, they drifted apart, but not before making a promise to each other. If one of the couples needed anything,  the other couple would do their best to provide it. My parent's never needed anything, but yours, the sure did. All the time at that! They would always ask as to babysit you when we were younger and of course we obliged happ-", Alec droned on for what seemed like hours with his incredibly lame story. 

"Would you get to the damn point already?!" 

"Sure babe, My parents are going away on business to Paris for a month. I'm staying here, so that I can complete my schooling." 

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. It wasn't were often that anyone could make me cry, I was strong. I was always independent, but something about the way he called me babe made me shiver. He was scaring me. After what happened to Lily, men seem to scare me more than they used to. Something about Alec, that I had never noticed before, was making me extremely nervous and fearful.

"I'm not your babe."

It was the last thing I could say before I ran up the steps into my escape. Not running, since I already had done enough of that for today, but my huge bed. Slipping into my silk sheets was like heaven. My king bed had been my only escape before I became a were. Even though I was a pretty girl, I was still harassed.

The tears that I had been trying to keep stationary in my eyes, had already began leaking out at a fast pace. My pillow was soon soaked from my warm tears.

I don't know how long I had been crying, but I woke up feeling dirty and in need for a hot shower.  Grudgingly removing my covers, and slipping out of my bed quietly, I headed to my in-suite bathroom. It was large, marble, and what ever teenage girl had dreamed of. I looked into my mirror at my frazzled appearance. My brown, wavy, long locks were not cascading down my back like they usually were. Instead they were tied up into a sloppy bun. My bright blue eyes had lost their shine from the countless hours of crying that I had done today. Now they were red, and had long streaks of black eyeliner and mascara dripping down from them. I was a natural gorgeous girl, but today I just looked sad. Everyday I would wake up and stand straight and tall at 5'4, but today my shoulders were slumped just like the hunch back. My normal tight and flat stomach seemed too thin and frail from my lack of eating.

Turning myself away from my mirror, I couldn't stand to see that sad girl anymore. I needed a good long shower to wash all of the sadness and sorrow away. I stripped out of my wet clothes, which were stained with my tears and running eye makeup.

Showers always took away my worst thoughts and replaced them with better, happier ones. I managed to forget all of my worries for just enough time after my shower, for me to fall into a peaceful sleep.

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Waking up the next morning was hell. As long as I wanted to forget that I had a stupid wolf hater in my house, I couldn't. I did try to put it on the back burner on my mind, instead of a front burner. It seemed to work well until I had finished with my hair and remember that I would be seeing him in my kicthen.  I walked down my elegant sprial stair case, bracing myself for living hell. 

I spotted him, he was sitting at our kitchen table, drinking coffee. Drinking coffee seemed like a mature thing to do, for him at least. But hey, the guy never seizes to amaze and annoy me. 

"hey jackass!"

Alec turned around, revealing not Alec. Instead my dad sat, drinking coffee, in who I thought was Alec's spot. And boy did my dad look pissed. 

"Uh your not Alec? Where is he?"

"He isn't coming here until Monday, its only Friday. And your are not to call that lovely boy a jack ass! I have a bone to pick with you young lady, the school called saying you slapped a boy and ran out of class, dicthing for the rest of the day. Oh and also that a boy chased after you. Care to explain?"

Shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. Shot. 

"Well I got to go Dad! I wouldn't want to be late for school!" 

"We will most definitely be discussing this later. Goodbye."

And there goes the start to my not so lovely Friday. You know how they always say a awful day is when you miss your bus? Well that is almost what happened to me. My school had enough money to buy marble desks and golden toilets, but not a decent parking lot. If you wanted to drive your car, you needed to be at school by about 7 while school started at 8. I just don't have the endless time for something ludicrous like that. Completely insane, that's what the parking lot situation could be best described as. 

As soon as I reached the bus stop, the bus was reeving its engine than pulling away. Our bus driver was as blind as a bat. He never noticed me standing there, walking up to the big yellow automobile. I didn't want to walk all the way to school or ask my dad to give me a ride and risk getting lectured about the importance of school the whole time, so I chased the bus. Of course I caught up. I was wolf. I got stared and glared at when the bus finally halted for me. The seniors glared, juniors (like me) scoffed, while the sophomores and freshmen tried to hide the giggles. Guess those stupid under class men never had to awkwardly run for the school bus before. 

After the awfully long bus ride, I went straight for my locker. Which to my amazing luck, was jammed. This jam was no mistake either, not a jam I could have pulled off by leaving a shirt in my locker door's path. This only meant one thing. Some stupid girl saw Jason chase me after the stunt I pulled on Alec yesturday. No matter how hard I pulled and tugged, it wouldn't open. Standing defeated next to a worthless piece of metal, that I confided in to keep my belongs safe, I was fuming. I was certainly strong enough to open my locker, but not until the halls cleared, so I could use my wolf strength. With the pace that the people in our school moved in the morning this would take a long while. Deciding not to stand awkwardly at my locker anymore, I let my back slid down against the cold metal until I hit a sitting position. I wonder how this day will end. Horribly, I bet.

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Vote for the long chapter?? I got two votes last chapter can we make it four this time? I uploaded early and I think its longer? aha lol love you guys! Im number #960 in werewolf! help boost me up! i hope this is two pages, it was one at first so i published it but then deleted it, so i added stuff and i hope to death that its two! Jason or alec pov  ? comment for them!