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6 | stranger with blue eyes

Jurian dragged me out to the parking lot. I pulled my hand from his grip. "What are you doing?" He looked at me.

"I should be asking you the same thing."

"You don't deserve detention. It was my fault in the first place."

"Like she said, you were called in sick. You were making me into a fool the whole time."

He placed his hands on my shoulders. "What do you mean I'm making you into a fool? My cousin was the one who called them because of yesterday."

"Then why did you take me to that place? I deserve to be in detention." I turn to leave but his grip was still on my shoulders.

"Where are you going" Jurian asked.

"Back to the hell room." I snapped.

He shook my shoulders. "Why? I got you out of there!"

"But why didn't VP follow us out here? She's the VP! When you said those words it made her shook. Why? Detention is dete-"

"Because I'm Jurian!" He shouts.

I stared into his eyes as he stared right back at mine. "Yes, Jurian is your name. But it's not a title." I walk past him.

"Breeze I-"

"No," I said, "Forget it. Just leave me alone." I turned and left without looking back. I don't why I got mad.

Once I got home, I threw my bag in the couch. "Ugh! Why can't he just leave me alone?" I walked to my bedroom. "I don't care if he's my mate he's so...so...He's just so ugh!" I threw myself on my bed face-forward. "Why is my life turning upside-down?"

I turned my body and stared at the ceiling that was full of stars. "Mom. Dad. Liam. Help me out here, please? Why was I paired with him?" I gazed at it for a couple of seconds, got under the blankets and went to napping.

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"Breeze! You forgot to tell me." Amara ran over to me.

I was feeling groggy because of what happened yesterday. "Well, Jurian is an ass and I don't want to talk about him." Amara hooked her arm around mine and raised and eyebrow.

"Um, wow. Some words there. Well, just give me a pinch of what happened." We walked around the hall.

"I guess we got in a stupid fight. I was being stupid, too."

"And you did you guys make up?" Amara asked.

"Why should we? It's not like he's my boyfriend or anything." We turned left.

"But he's your mate, Breeze."

"Mates aren't always together." I remind her. "If they're not good for each other, there's no point in having a relationship."

"So, you don't believe love is real?" We reached Amara's class.

"I didn't say that." I waved goodbye.

I despise being a Half. I stopped and leaned against the wall. I push away others so they don't try to get close to me. Growing up... I'm always scared of ring left behind.

A memory that is always stuck with me never goes away.

A memory that'll haunt my nights.

A memory that'll make my chest hurt.

A couple of minutes passed and I straighten myself. At the corner of my eye, I saw Jurian walking this way. I panicked. I didn't want to see him, not after what happened. God, I'm so stupid. I was turning my head around wondering what to do.

Someone then grabbed my arm and dragged me into a room. That person covered my mouth and pinned me against the wall. I looked up and met the eyes of a stranger. His woodsy scent filled my nose and I inhaled it. His hair is light brown and he has ruffled bangs that went angular across his forehead. Freckles crossed his nose bridge and his blue eyes were a shade darker than mine. Being this close, it felt familiar. I looked down before he catches me looking at him. I feel my cheeks getting hot.

" 'Kay, he's gone."

I yanked his hand off my mouth and pushed him aside - making space between us.

"Who the hell are you?" Was the first thing that came out of my mouth. He lifted his arms up defensively, his palms facing me.

"Whoa, chillax." I glared at him, waiting for his answer.

"Um, so... You're Breeze Pierce, right?"

I was stunned. How does he know? "How do you know my name?"

He let out his finger to his lips and shushed me. "Don't be so loud or your lover boy is gonna hear."

"But how do you know my name?" I asked, again.

"Don't remember me?" He grins.

I narrowed my eyes. "Reveal your identity." I said.

He pursed his lips and nod. "Kyran Knight."

I widened my eyes. "Y-You!" I looked at the door then back at him. I ran towards the door but he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him.

"Let go of me you bully!" I struggled to break free from his grip but didn't.

"Come on, Breeze. That was middle school. All in the past and six years ago."

I ripped myself away from him. "I don't care."

He made my life living hell in sixth grade. He was my bully. He would call me names and spread rumors about me. I can't believe we are here in this room alone. What is he planning to do next?

"Breeze. For bullying you, I'm sorry. Back then I was stupid an-"

"Stupid?" I interrupt. I clenched my jaw and sneered. "You made my life living hell, and now you're apologizing?" I sniffed. "Wait," I sniffed again. The room reeked of smoke. "Are you smoking cigarettes in here?"

He shook his head. "No, I never smoke but aside from that-"

"Aside from what? Your forgiveness?"

"Selfish of me, I know. It's late, but can you forgive me?" He stared at me with pleading eyes. I crossed my arms and looked away.

"Okay then, You don't have to answer now. But I-"

"The bell's about to ring. I suggest you go to class." I walked towards the door and Kyran followed me out. "So what's your first class?" Kyran asked.

"Mind your own business." I snap as I got to my first class.

"Wow, English is my class, too." Kyran smirks.

I rolled my eyes and walked in. "Hello Ms. Jakilo."

"Morning," Her auburn pixie cut was sleeked back and her brown eyes didn't even turn to me. She was only in her early thirties and haven't found a person. I sighed and walked to the back of the class and chose a seat by the window. Kyran sat in a desk beside me and whispers, "Can't wait to be with you this year, Breeze."

I roll my eyes and sigh. This is going to be fun.

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