HALF

1 | mates

"Look at her! What a fool." I stare at my books that were lying on the ground with scattered papers. The popular girl squad; Taylor, Joy, and Kelsi - or call her Pepsi - are my bullies. I bent down picking up my books and papers while they all surround me and laugh.

The kids in the hallway aren't much help. They stand by their lockers, some stare, and some don't care. I reached my hand to grab the last paper but Taylor stepped on it.

"Oh no! Is that your history work! Oops, my bad. It got dirty." She snickered and the girls did after. She lifts her foot and I quickly grabbed it. "It is already dirty anyways." She snorts.

Taylor bends down and touches my brown hair. I back away and glare at her with my blue eyes. She smirks and her black hair fell from her shoulder. Her eyes flashed red then back to brown. She's a vampire. Her friends has the same hair color but Pepsi has green eyes. They all are cheerleaders and boys are always lusting after them.

"You should stop putting your hair up in a ponytail. I mean, come on. No one has ever seen you with hair down, it must not be that bad. But wait, you are a Half, so." The girls snickered and walked away.

I let out a breath. Damn those bratvamps. Targeting me since sophomore year, so immature.

"Breeze! Are you okay?!" Amara, my only ever friend came running down the halls. She fell right in front of me and helped collect my papers. Her chesnut hair fell onto her shoulders and some slapped her in the face. Her hazel eyes squint at me as why I didn't run. "God, those stupid pop girls. One day, they're gonna get karma."

"It's fine," I said. "It doesn't matter."

I finally stood up. The stares that the students gave were too intimidating. I walked away as fast as I can.

"W-wait! Breeze-" began Amara but as I curve around a corner, I bumped into someone and my papers fell again.

"I'm sorry," I said without looking up. I bent down and started grabbing papers as fast as I can. I'm so embarrassed! What is happening today?

I was expecting the person to make fun of me but instead, they bent down and helped collect papers. After I stacked them, there was only one more. I reached for it but at the same time they did, too. My hand tingled and shocks went throughout my whole body. A thought pounded in my head, Mates. Mates. Mates. I pulled my hand back.

Wait. My hand just- Does that mean-!

I looked up abruptly - looking to see who it is. My mouth fell open and I covered it. Students surrounded us.

"I'm guessing you felt it, too, mate?" said Jurian.

Oh my god. I'm mates with him. I'm mates with the Alpha's son?!

Jurian Stone. One of the popular boys at Empire High. The usual as always; smart, attractive, and a flirt. Throughout my years here, he has never have a girlfriend or hear him be in a serious relationship. He's always having girls surrounding him and his group of friends; Tal, Sean, and Jesse. Being the Alpha's son means pretending to be nice and not have a bad image, right?

He gave me a smile and grabbed the last paper. He stacked it and stood up. Me, the stupid one, was still crouched. He gestured his hand out for me. I look at it then to his face. He's still smiling. He must be putting on an act.

I ignore it and got up by myself. He handed me my papers and I snatched it. Glaring at him, I whispered, "Next time, ignore me. Don't put on an act to trick others." And just like that, I left. I heard the gasps from the crowd as I struggle my way through them.

"Breeze! I'm all the way on the other side. Don't leave meee!!"

I stopped. Oops... Sorry, Amara. I totally forgot about you. I can't bear going back there. I continued walking.

"Like they say, she's a monster," I looked back and a freshman snickered.

Was he the one who said that?

Monster. I've always hated that nickname. A nickname that I grew up with... Is just pathetic. I despise being a Half.

A memory flashed. My mother, father, and my little twin brother. Gun shots echoed in my ear. I shook my head. Breeze, no. Don't think about it. I was going to step forward but my legs felt numb. My chest start to tighten. Oh no. I start to lost breath. Why is it coming fast?

I quickly put my books in my bag. I clutched onto my chest. I have to get out of here. I ran through the hall. I didn't stop until I reached the doors. High school sucks. I hear footsteps behind me.

"Breeze-"

I can barely hear. Every word was muffled. I feel tears coming. Why am I crying?! Why am I having an anxiety attack on the first day of high school?