◇The Hybrid◆

chapter 4

Riiiiiiiiiinnnnnggg

everyone got out of their seats, grabbed their bags and made their way out of the classroom.

I pushed my way through the crowd of bitchy and horny teenagers and make my way my locker.

when I get there, there's I couple making out right in front of it. I tap the guy on three shoulder, "would you mind moving your sexual actions to someone else's locker?"

the girl groans and pulls away from the guy. "we'll move when we want to move" she says with a disgusted look on here face.

"bitch please, I asked nicely the first time. if you don't want things to get ugly I suggest you move you fat asses some where else"

the girl narrows her eyes and the guy scoffs. "are you guys going to do this every time?"

the girl breaks her serious stare and so do I. "come on Darren! you just earned yourself no kisses for the rest of the day" she says.

"but-" she cuts him off by kissing him. "you know I could never stay mad at you" she says and he smiles. "I know"

"okay, Ari. you had you fun. now get off my locker" I say seriously.

she gets out of Darren's arms and stand in front of me. she smiles and brings me in for a hug. "you still love me" she says.

"I won't soon, if I don't get my books"

"Darren" Ari says.

"Yes my love?"

"you heard the woman! get her her books!" she commands and hugs me again.

I laugh at my best friend and wiggle out of her arms. "that's nice of you. but he doesn't know my combination" I say.

"sure he does" she says.

I turn around and face her. "What!?"

"Yeah, I told him the combination so he could get me some tampons. Oh, and that reminds me. I have to buy you a new box of tampons" she smiles sheepishly.

"you freaking whore!"

"calm down, Jesus! I'm kidding" she laughs.

"I hate you" I lie and grab my chemistry books.

she brings me in for another hug. "no you don't" she says.

"don't be so sure about that" I say sarcastically with a smile and walk to my next class. AP chemistry.

i walk in the class, and guess who's sitting in my seat.

Derek is freaking sitting in my seat!

i walk over to him and slam my bag on the desk. "would you mind getting out of my seat?" i say, not bothering to keep my facial expression in check. my eyes were narrowed and you could tell i was annoyed just by looking at my body language. 

my hand was on my hip and my foot was tapping lightly on the tile floor. "it's nice to see you too" he winks.

i sigh and stand there, waiting for him to get up. i mean, he has to get up at some point right?

he talks to one of his friends sitting in the seat next to mine. he stops talking and looks up at me, like he didn't hear what i said before, "i'm sorry. can i help you?" he says with a sarcastic smile.

i could feel my cheeks heating up and my knuckles were turning white. control myself. control. he's just an asshole whos trying to get into my head, 

"just get out of my seat Derek"

he shivered when i said his name. 

why is he acting like this? 

he smirks evily. "why don;t you just sit in my lap?" 

"w-what?" i stutter.

"come on, babe" his evil smirk growing. he puts his hand on my waist and pulls me on top of him. 

i try to get up but he won't let me. he wraps both of his arms around my waist and holds me tightly. 

i have to struggle just to take a breath. "D-derek" i struggle to say. my fingers furiously picking at his arm.

i feel him shiver under my touch and inside, it feels like there's another person. smiling at the feeling of me causeing him to shiver. 

"yes?" he asks, smirking.

"yo-your hurting m-me" i continue picking at his arm, i-i c-can't b-bre-breath!" i pick harder, using my nails.

"ow!" he grimaces and pulls his arms away from my waist. 

i take a deep breath. "jesus! i couldn't breath!" i slap his arm and that only makes him laugh.

"oh, please. i know you enjoy my touch" he winks.

Riiiiiiiiiinnnnnggg

he lifts me up, gets off the chair, picks me back up and sets me down on my chair. 

"word of advice. if you don't want anyone sitting in your chair, you should get to class earlier" he winks again and struts over to his seat in the front. 

~~~ 

chemistry was exactly like history.

a consistincy of Derek turning his head and looking at me. a decided to ignore him the best i could, until i heard his voice inside my head again.

'How you doin over there gorgeous?' 

i bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from yelling at him and disturbing the class. 

i shook my head, refusing to look at him and fall into his trap. i hear his laughter in my head and i feel like ripping my head off. 

when the class was over and the bell rang, i ran to my locker as fast as i could. trying to avoid Derek. 

i grab my math book and put my chemestry book back in my locker. i shove my hard cover math book in my bag, followed my my notebook. i also grabbed a few green pens because she says if we are going to write in pen, it must be red or green.

my favorite color is green so i found it as a plus. 

i turn around to be faced with the one and only, Derek Black. 

i try my best to dodge his arms and go to math class, but he's too quick.

"i know what you're thinking. it's not going to work" he says.

"how can you possibly know what i'm thinking?"

"since you're my mate, i can read your mind. it's not as strong because you don't trust me just yet, but you're slowly letting me in" 

"stop saying that!" 

"what?"

"i am not your mate! and i never will be! so stop saying it!"

"why do you keep denying it?"

"denying what!?"

"that you're my mate"

"i'm not!"

"yes, you are" he grabs my hands and kisses them. his soft lips trailing kisses up my fingers and all over my hands. 

no matter how good it feels, i pull back. "like i said before. go find someone else to be your boy toy. becasue i know what kind of person you are. and i will not get involved with you. do you understand me? stay away! leave me alone" i untangle myself from his arms and i run to class. 

when i get there, i see him in my seat. smirking.

my eyes widen. how did he..? how the hell..? what is happening? how did he possible get here before me? i ran all the way here, at top speed. and let me tell you, i'm a fast runner. i left him in the hall, at my locker. he was still there when i stop myself from looking back. how did he..?

"miss me?" he says, his amuzement growing fonder by all the thoughts popping up in my head. 

he was right. he could read my thoughts. because right as i though 'how did he..?' i heard his voice inside my head.

'meet me after school and i'll tell you but' he puts his index finger over his mouth, 'shhh. don't tell anyone. it's a secret'