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•I glare at the teacher as his lecture goes on about English. I hate english. for one, I wasn't good at it. it's not my best subject. I love to read and write, but it was never good. I was hoping today I could go to my even classes, because I had math, art, and PE. Maybe I was a geek too, because I love science, but anyway, that's beside the point.
I open my bag and smile at the spray paint I had in there, today may not be my day, but I'm going to end it my way, on my terms.
I raise my hand waiting for Mr. Won't-Shut-His-face-because-he-talks-too-much to at least, for once since I been here, which was a two months. I know, two whole month without doing something reckless.
Actually, I got into three fights, and in this while, also known as two months, I only seen my mate for the first three weeks. After that, I would see him, but he wouldn't glance my way, then that's when I just stopped trying to get his attention. the three fights weren't to get his attention, they were actually because they crossed me wrong.
Anyway, as the teacher turns he see my hand and nods. "Yes Mrs.Carter, how may I help you?" he ask politely.
"Can I use the bathroom please?" I ask with my sweetest voice and politest smile.
"Can you?" he ask.
My smile drops as well as my nice attitude I was going to give him.
"Sir, don't play me. if I can, I'll piss all over your god damn classroom. You can let me go to the bathroom, and if you cant, nobody wants to be in here witnessing someone else pee." I tell him with a straight face. "so can I go.... or nah?"
"Yes." He muttered then cleared his throat. "yes you can."
"Thank you." I hike my bag over my shoulder. "I'll be back."
I stroll out the class and attempt to find the door to lead out back. I go to my locker where I see a door I've never seen before.
''Probably because there's always people blocking it.'' My wolf said sarcastically.
"Shut up." I grumbled and made my way outside.
As I open the door, the coldness of outside hit me and clenched my jaw rubbing my hands on my exposed arms, since today I'm wearing a short sleeve button up.
I drop my bag and open it as I glance at the side of the building. I smirk up. "You're looking a little naked baby." I whisper to it. "lemme cover you up a little."
"And let me help." I turn to Derek as he drops his bag pulling out some cans.
"Yay," I smiled at him. "We'll get done faster."
As he stands by my side we get to work. I'm glad Drew sent me some cans, because I love to do this, maybe with the leftovers I'll have to spray up somebody room. ;).
As I finish, I step back the same time Derek does.
"Sick."
"Wicked."
I shake my head at Derek smirking. "Do you understand how much trouble we'll get in if we're caught?"
"Yeah, I suggest we get going." he gets his bag and puts his cans in as I do the same. once we get back in the building, the bell rings, which means end of class.
"Just in time." I mumble as we go to my locker.
"Man, that felt good."
"Too good." I smirked at him.
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Stupid Alpha
Teen FictionSequel to "My Very Own Alpha" Maybe a second chance couldn't hurt