Alpha Godess

Chapter 3 - The Attack.

3 more classes had passed and they only had Gym and Economics left. Brandon had already befriended some people, they were buff and strong but look older so they seem more intimidating. The coach, who was very loud began yelling,
"ALRIGHT DELINQUENTS GET YOUR ASSES UP AND LETS PLAY SOME DODGEBALL!" The students got excited and began getting into starting positions, Brandon didn't wanna get involved so she stayed at the back, ball in hand. "HEY! YOU BRANDON! YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOU! GET YOUR ASS UP TO THE FRONT AND HIT SOME FREAKING GIRLS ASSES!" The coach yelled, making the girl jump, she fully engaged now. Her eyes flashed vibrant colors but stayed red, finally. She quickly dodged the balls that came flying her way and summersaulted to reach the front. A small growl escaped her lips as she hit 3 people in the stomach, making them disqualified from the game. She used people as Ramps to climb over to dodge- surprisingly it worked. The coach blew the whistle signaling more people were out; and they were all hit by Brandon.
It came to the last 2, whom looked like they were very strong. They cracked their knuckles and necks whilst charging at Brandon. She jumped and tucked not before banging the balls she had firmly grasped in their hands on her head, the coach blew the final few whistles. She'd won.
"GAME OVER YOU SISSIES! THE ONLY REAL PLAYER WAS BRANDON! EVERYONE GIVE HER A HAND!" The coach Shouted, earning claps here and there around the gymnasium.
"NOW GET TO ECONOMICS!" He Shouted again, making people grasp their Gym bags and hurry into the gender specific locker rooms.
Brandon grabbed her bag and started to head out; but was grabbed firmly by two hands.
"You think this is funny? You just waltz in here like you're the queen of everything, Well your not. We're better than you in EVERYTHING, and to prove your gonna meet us outside 4:00pm after school." Brandon nodded and walked out, had she really just gotten herself into a fight?

Economics finally came around and everyone got seated. The teacher started teaching but Brandon wasn't interested. To reduce her boredom she started texting her friend, Alex.
Brandon; got into a fight wbu
Alex; when is it? And I'm just texting you.
Brandon; 4:00pm, I'm scared shitless

Before Alex could respond the phone was ripped out of her hand. She quickly glanced at Brandon who had already shot out the classroom. "Well, you think Phones are acceptable to be on in my Class? Let's read these messages. They must be important if you're texting. Hmm? Got into a fight, what about you? And she's scared shitless?" The teacher blurted, making people snigger. The teacher only shushed them and wrote Alex a Detention note.

Name: Alex Spencer.
Age: 16.
Reason for Detention: On her Phone.
Signed by:  Marco Horowitz.

Alex slumped into her seat reading the note, this was her 12th Detention this semester. Her parents were going to kill her!
Meanwhile, Brandon was already waiting for the guys. They finally arrived.

She engaged again and showed her Fangs, howling. Her eyes shone blood red and they glistened and glimmered like a fresh wound. The two douches limped away and ran the second she howled. She collapsed the to floor, panting. People surrounded her. People like Derek Hale. He offered a hand, which she accepted and pulled herself up. He immediately went to mean smacked ass guy to soft friendly old man. "Are you Okay?" He asked, she nodded pushing her jaw back into place.
"I'm 100% Fine."
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A/N: I k n o w i I n c l I d e d d e r e k f r o m t e e n w o l f b u t y o u g o t t a h a v e su m m a h I m, s c o t t s g o n n a b e h e r e t o o. A l o n g w I t h s t I l e s a n d m a y b e a l l I s I o n

A/N: I'm also aware this Chapter is short but I will keep updating and The next chapter will be about 1000 to 2000 words. If not, I promise I'll make it up to you.