Mr.Badboy you're MINE!

Chapter 2

Peyton's POV

We finally arrived at school, we had all of  our windows down and were blasting "23 Explict" by Miley Cryus. While I mostly butchered the song, with my horrible rapping tactics. One thing is for sure though I can sing but not rap. We finally arrived at school, I was the first to jump out of the car, midway through the ride here my stomach had started to erupt with anxiety and I felt pretty nauseous. So Brent offered to switch places with me, which I gladly accepted. I placed my gold tinted Louis Vuitton's onto my face and stretched while I waited for the others to come out. 

Basically if I had to describe my status at school, I was I guess "popular" but not as popular as the "clique". I was popular because I was nice and pretty much a badass and nerd mixed into one, so I mostly got along with everyone except the "clique". The "clique" per say, is the elite group of our high school, meaning the richest and most popular people in our school. I wasn't apart of it but Rose is. You see my soon to be alpha nor his girlfriend I guess "like me". Seriously you'd pretty much think that being the beta's daughter and Dylan being the alpha's son we'd be best friends or something. Nah your wrong, you see Dylan and I never talk hell we were never friends, we just had a one sided hatred. Meaning I had nothing against him but he hated me. He pretty much glared at me, shoved me, spat at me, called me ugly and slutty for no god damn reason. He couldn't go over board because everyone else except him and Amber loved me. Dylan and I shared several mutual best friends like his right hand and third in command Brent, his beta Cameron, and second in command Cole. His sister Caroline was a good friend of mine, and Elana was a good friend of Dylan's despite being my best friend. 

Everyone had finally gotten their lazy asses out of the car. People were staring at us as we passed by. Out of our entire school population 75% consisted of werewolves, 70% pack members and 5% rouges, the last 25% of our school were human. We had to be very careful around them, it was really funny though because to our female pack members and human girls, Dylan, Cameron, Brent and Cole were literally the "It Boys" of our school. Dylan being the leader with his badboy and authoritative prince aura. Brent being the nice and calm guy, Cameran being the second hottest and total badboy with brains, and finally our fellow Cole was sought to be the perfect gentlemen because he was considered to be a hopeless romantic, softie the total package. Then there was Caroline, Emma, Elana and Vivian who were the total "it girls". Amanda and her bitches Chloe and Brielle were the sluts of Crescent Knight Private high l. Then there was me, poor Peyton everyone knew that I hung out with the "elite crew" but I was never apart of it because Dylan had made it clear that when he was around I shouldn't be. 

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I swear the first 3 periods took forever to go by, Dylan being the moron he is,decided to ditch pretty much every period so far with Amanda. He was here earlier though I didn't see him. "BRING BRINGGGG" finally the lunch bell for fourth. I scurried out of the classroom and into the caf not even, thinking of stopping at my locker first. The unwanted feeling in my tummy was back again. This time it was stronger my best friends had both caught up to me and we had just taken two steps into the lunch room, when the most intoxicating smell hit my nose. 

It was amazing it smelt like cinnamon, a woodsy masculine smell and a hint of vanilla horrible combination. However, it smelled divine and alluring as if stepping into a fragrance store full of amazing scents. Unconsciously I started to walk towards the magnificent smell. It wasn't even ten seconds later that I found myself in front of the rest of the elite crew. "Oh no" I thought. I looked up and my hazel eyes met a gorgeous pair of light blue grey eyes, it was as if everything around us froze and my soul was reaching towards him as his was to mine. 

"Mate" "Mate" my wolf Sel screamed in my head. After I regained focus, I examined the stranger in front of me and then it clicked. I was no longer with my friends instead, I was standing infront of none other than Dylan.. the cocky, self absorbed, good for nothing soon to be king alpha bad boy. Who did I mention despises me? "He's my MATE.. Oh dear moon goddess help my soul", I prayed. 

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