God I hate Fridays.

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"Ok class everyone turn in your homework and Leah will pass out tonights homework," Everyone groaned. Seeing as its a Friday and no one wants homework on a Friday. 

I see nothing wrong with it though. It will give me something to do and I can keep busy. Leah made her way to my table took my homework and gave me the new two sheets.

"Hey, Evangeline right?" She asked me. I nodded my head. Leah is a caramel colored girl, with short brown wavy hair, big brow eyes and plump pink lips. All in all she is gorgeous. Why would somone like her talk to me?

"Mind if I call you Eva, it's just that Evangeline is a mouthful," I shrugged my shoulders. "Ok Eva, I've seen you around and this is my first year going to Primrose High a pretty good school so far and along with a pretty good school come some pretty good, slash that, some amazing friends," She writes something on the edge of my homework paper. "So, I'd like to hang out sometime," and with that she walks away and gives the teacher all the papers.

Seconds later the bell rings signaling that school is over and we are all free to go home. I gather my stuff up and walk out the door to see that Leah had waited for me.

"So, you don't talk much do you?"

I smile with another shrug, "I talk when I want to."

She smiled, "That's alright with me. Some people say I talk to much, but I think I talk just enough."

"Leah are we still on to go to the party tonight?" A girl asked her. I recognized her from her cheer outfit she must be one of the few cheerleaders.

"Yeah, who's house are we meeting up at?" Leah asked. The girl fell in trail with us.

"I think Lexi's maybe, she's still living in the pack house with the Alpha-" She stopped dead sentence and looked at me. Wait, did she just say Alpha, and pack house?

"Melanie no need to use code names, Eva here is cool," Leah told the girl, Melanie. Code names of course.

"Sorry," Melanie looked at me and smiled, " Will you be coming to the party too?" She asked me. She must be one of the nice ones. Before I could object Leah spoke for me.

"Of course she is! The three of us can get dressed at my house if you'd like," Leah offered.

"Wait, parties aren't my scene," I started to object. Leah looked at me.

"So you don't wanna come?" She asked.

"I would love to hang out with you," we had now stopped walking, "But, like I said before parties aren't my scene."

"Ok," Melanie answered, "We will have to hang out some other time then. Maybe this weekend we can go to the movies or something?"

I nodded.

"Ok, I gave you my number and will find you on Facebook or something," Leah and Melanie were pulled off by the rest of the cheer girls.

I walked out front to my Jeep. Unlocking the doors I put my bag on the passengers seat and walked around to the drivers side. I yank at the door but seemed to have locked so I reached in my pocket for my keys but they weren't there. Staying calm I checked my other pocket, then back pockets and then my bra. I started to freak out as I couldn't find my keys.

I had my keys in my pocket! Oh my fucking gosh what am I going to do!? My phone is in my purse to. Leah and Melanie just left so I can't ask to borrow their phone. I screamed out in frustration. With my fists on the car window and my head leaning on them I felt like crying. This is the most stupidest thing I've ever done and I've done some pretty stupid things.

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