Mate?

Chapter 9: Problem?

He glared at me. Not like a normal glare but like a 'I'm going to kill you glare' . AND ALL I DID WAS FUCKING SHOVE HIM! This man has some serious problems. But I'm not saying that out loud, cause he might kill me.
It was obvious that he is taller than me and stronger, so now I'm really scared but I must not be a coward!
Okay maybe just once? No, you can't show weakness. Especially not to him because he's a douche.

"I dare you to do that again." he lowered his face down to mine to where we were only a breath away.

I gulped silently to myself. I might die doing this but at least I died knowing that I tried. I gathered all the courage I had and some of my wolf strength and shoved him.

Victory is ours, just kidding we're going to die. Thanks a lot Rachel.

Oh shut up. You were in it too! Gosh not all of it was just me. Your such a stubborn wolf, like what the he...

It wasn't until then that I realised how much force my shove had in it. Oops?

He stumbled back a couple of feet and growled. He squared his shoulders and looked at me dead in the eye. There was this playful sort of gleam to it, but then it was gone. His eyes went back to their original, sharp colour. He quickly regained his stance. He made a show of popping his knuckles while maintaining eye contact. He won't hurt me but I still don't want to risk it.

I need to run. I looked over at the open passage and took off. Not sparing a glance behind me, quickly making it outside. Almost sprinting down the front steps, fixing my bag securely over my shoulder. I looked up and spotted Rafael standing by his car, looking at ease with no worries in the world. And then there me, running away from a male werewolf that may or may not be really fucking pissed.

I ran over to him and entered the car and closed the door quickly.

"Hurry Rafael. Get in the fucking car, right this fucking second!"
He raised his eyebrow at me and gave me a stern look, getting in the car none less.

"Rachel I really don't like you using that type of language. Your a women and that's not very feminine. You should really start acting more like a women, maybe you should start hanging out with me and my friends less often." He said while turning on the engine of the car but not making a single effort into pulling out of the driveway.

"Feminine my ass. Don't care. Now hurry up!" I all but yelled at him. Which once again he gave me this look like I was paranoid. Which I'm not. Maybe.

And finally he started to pull out but so slow, and by slow I literally mean slow, like a snail could probably go faster then us right now. So, being the impatient person that I am, I stuck my foot on the petal and pressed hard on it. Causing us to jerk forward and almost crash into a tree. Looks like I'll kill myself before that sexy man inside does.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, RACHEL!??!!!" He yelled.

I shrugged my shoulders as I responded.
"I really, really, really want to get to school...." I murmured.

"Nah shit Sherlock." he grumbled and pulled out, slowly and carefully because he didn't want to hit any trees. But mainly because he wanted to make sure his car didn't get any scratches. " I swear if there is any scratches on my car I will personally burn down the mall, while you watch." I gaped at my brother.

"How can you be so cruel?!" I faked being hurt. Though he was still kinda pissed off, so he didn't look at me. The rest of the way to school was kinda in an awkward silence. When I tried to turn the radio on he would just turn it back off. I learned a huge lesson today.
Never. Mess. With. His. Car. Unless you want to die.