Sinders Arise

7 Meeting the pack

The main verse of headstrong plays through the room waking me from a blissful sleep. I get up and shower before dressing in my new undergarments, a pair of black leather skinny jeans, and a long sleeved deep red crop top that stops just above my belly button. After pulling on my jacket I pull on a pair of tall black heels with gold chains hanging neatly on the back. I quietly sing along with the music as I brush my teeth and hair until the blond strands are hanging in a neat ponytail.

I quickly grab my backpack. I make sure I have everything I need in the bag and grab my phone, Ipod and headphones. I plug in my headphones but just hang them around my neck as I put my Ipod and phone in my pocket. When I open my door I see Nash leaning against the wall outside my door. His hair was brushed but still messy at the same time, and fully dressed in a black T-shirt and a pair of jeans. He had his backpack resting against his legs. When my door opens he looks up. His white teeth wink at me and his lips curve into a brilliant smile that makes me want to melt.

" That was beautiful." He says his eyes shining with a new kind of emotion that I can't quite place. I fidget with the hem of my shirt wondering what he was talking about. His eyes run down my body pausing at the bare skin that shows between the hem of my jeans and the hem of my shirt.

" What was?" I ask confused.

" I heard you singing. It was very beautiful."

" Thanks." I blush at his words. His smile only grows bigger as he sees the color in my cheeks.

" Come on let's get to school." I say. He nods. We walk to the kitchen and he grabs his lunch out of the fridge and hands me my own. I put it in my bag as he leads me to the garage. My mouth drops open when I see his car. He drives a black motorcycle that has a white skull on the front.

" What kind is it?" I ask tilting my head as I study the vehicle. He glances back at me before getting on.

" A ninja." He says. He motions for me to join him and I slide on behind him. He turns around and hands me a helmet. His fingers skim my jaw as he helps me with the helmet. Once he's sure I have it on he turns back around. I wrap my arms securely around his waist. His muscles flex against me as he starts the motorcycle and straightens it. He lets off the break and we launch into motion. The roar of the engine and the wind in my hair excites me as we speed through the streets. A smile is plastered to my face the whole ride.

When we get to the school I take off the helmet and shake out my hair. My ponytail falls down my back. I slide off the motorcycle and hand him the helmet after he turns it off and slides off himself. With the heels on I am not quite so small compared to Nash.

" Did you like the ride?" He asks. I grin and nod my head. He looks up and his smile falls. I turn around to see a fairly large group of very angry teens coming toward us. My eyes widen. This must be the pack. Nash steps

in front of me and the group comes to a stop in front of him. I look over his shoulder to see everyone glaring at me.

" Who the hell is this?" A girl with dark brown hair, light gray eyes, tan skin, and beautiful features snarls.

" Why was she riding with you?" A boy with light brown hair, dark brown eyes, tan skin, and as handsome as the girl is beautiful hisses. I look around the group. All of them are very good looking. I bite my lip self consciously.

" This is Melena. She will be joining us." Nash says. Protests ring out among the group all at once. I shrink away. Someone grabs me from behind Nash and to the front of the group. I growl the sound a warning. Low and dangerous. One that rumbles in my chest. Four of the biggest of the guys laugh but the rest of their faces pale.