Chapter Two

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2- Drew

School was the usual shit fest. As I was walking to my forth period class Cassidy Drew, the school's one and only queen bitch, shoved past me.

"Like, watch it, loser!" She sneered. This was a human school and she was human so she had no respect for me.

"Watch yourself!" I snapped back, shoving book into my locker. I'd expected her to just flip her hair over her shoulder and walk away.

Nope. Not with my luck.

She pushed me hard against the locker and scowled. "What did you say to me, bitch?"

I narrowed my eyes angrily. If she'd been a werewolf, I'd pass that off as a joke. I was a female and could shift into practically what was a dog. Ha. Ha. (Note that perfect sarcastic laugh!)

But she didn't know that, and Violet began to get mad.

"Bitch?" I inquired. "Cassidy, I don't know who you think you're talking to but I ain't the one. I don't know who you think you are, but I can assure you, you ain't them either."

She got in my face, her heavy douse of perfume and the overwhelming smell of sex burned my nose.

God this girl was a slut.

"And I can, like, assure you, Rue, that I, like, am the one." She fired back. The one to suck the d, I thought bitterly. Violet calmed down enough to snort, seeing as I had this under control.

"Excuse me?" Oh, did I say that out loud?

I glanced at all students around us, waiting with their phones ready for two girls to fight. Let's not disappoint, Violet said.

I wanted to say no but the alpha genes in my blood wouldn't allow me to back down from a fight. She knew that. It felt as if Cassidy was challenging me for my role as alpha, and that made me a very dangerous person to mess with right now.

I balled my fist and glared. "You heard what I said, slut."

Her mini army gasped and backed her up. Casey was soon by Cassidy's side. My anger grew. My own sister was choosing this slut over me!

"Back off, Rue. Just leave it." She growled.

Cassidy looked between us and scowled at me. "She's your sister, right? I never woulda guessed."

A low growl rose from my throat. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Wow, like, I knew you where ugly but, like, I didn't think you'd, like, be stupid too. It means she's, like, pretty and you're, like, not, you fag." She hissed harshly.

"Take that back!" I snarled.

"What? The ugly part or the fag part? I know the truth, like, hurts, Rue." She retorted.

"So does my fist. And I'd want nothing more than to tear apart that caked up face of yours. I'd be doing you a favor really." My eyes shifted from their usual bright burgundy to a glowing purple then back.

"You wouldn't, like, dare touch me. I, like, can't even stand to be around whores like you." She scoffed.

Was she for real? Me? A whore? Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch, where is yo mirrors? Did your reflection run away or something because you need to take a look at yourself!

My wolf was itching to get out. Just as she was about to claw her way to the surface, Elliot popped out from the crowd, followed by Principle Drew.

"What's going on here?" He roared. He looked at his niece, Cassidy. She instantly began faking tears and sobbing.

"Uncle Patrick, expel her! I was just, like, walking to class and she, like, shoved me. Then she started, like, calling me names and, like, her sister to try and, like, calm her down! She said she'd, like, tear apart my face and called me, like, a whore!" She lied.

"You little brat! She's obviously lying, Principal Drew!" I shouted in protest.

Of course, everyone knew me as the girl with the anger issues (which I had, but that's not the situation here) who could blow at any second. He had no reason to believe me and by the looks of the way he was glaring at me, I knew he didn't.

He pointed at me and scowled. "My office now!"

"But-"

"NOW."

I picked up my bag and threw it over my shoulder. I sent all my hatred towards Cassidy and Casey in a glare. I saw Elliot come and sling his arm over Casey's shoulder.

Our eyes met and I quickly turned around. Realization hit hard as I walked towards Drew's office with my head hung low.

She stood up for Cassidy, not me. Not her own flesh and blood. The fact that she believed Cassidy's lies and didn't bit her standing up for me is what hurt most.

My tear ducts filled and my eyes became glossy. A single tear slid down my cheek. I'd never forgive Casey for this. Ever.

I was totally and utterly, truly alone.

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