Bloodline Of The Lost Savior

B.O.T.L.S chapter three

Chapter 3: The queen and the Jock

Zayne's P.O.V

I waited until my father drove off and vanished in the distance before I stared at the two big blue doors that lead to hell. I took a deep breath and let it out and walked towards them opening the doors revealing everyone roaming the halls talking to their best friends and some making out with each other.

'Really all this in the morning I thought'. Shaking my head walking towards my locker putting back the things I didn't need right now and closed it walking over my first class which was art. My favorite class and my worst class of the day. Why you ask? Well the schools jock Cole Graham was in that class and so was his girlfriend Aimee Loheart. The most cliché couple.

Cole was the school's captain and star of the football team. Cole was about 6'2" had short dark brown hair, light brown eyes, pale skin that was slightly tan, and had muscles that can be seen through the team jersey.

Aimee was the head cheerleader and the most popular girl in the school. She has jet black wavy hair that stopped around the middle of her back, hazel eyes, caramel colored skin, around 5'6" and the most perfect body a girl could have.

As I reached the door I let out a breath before opening the door knowing already what was to come of this school day. I walked through the door and through the room and saw that canvases where set up around the room in a cicular formation and in the middle was a small rectangular box meaning that we where going to draw a model picked by the teacher in the class.

Some students where already sitting in some of the seats chatting with some friends. I looked around to find somewhere where I can sit with a good profile of the model that was going to be chosen amoung the students, but when I was looking for a seat my eyes stumbled on Cole and Aimee in a make out session with each others tongues down each others throat.

'Of course they'll be doing that early in the morning'. I thought looking at them with disgust while walking by them to get to the seat that I picked out, but as I was walking my foot hit something as my vision towards the seat that I was walking to was now going towards the colored tiled floor of the art room and almost made contact with my face but I quickly put my hands out in front of me catching myself while my books, binder, and pencils fell on the floor in the process causing a mess and my classmates in the room to laugh.

I looked behind me to see what I tripped on and it was one of Cole's jock friends Kevin who tripped me. Anger filled my veins causing my body to start to heat up even more.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Cole asked.

I clenched my fist together tightly refusing to say 'good morning your highness' or anything to...to this arrogant son of a bitch.

"Hey he's talking to you!" Kevin said getting ready to kick me in chest but everything seemed to be going really slow and I hurried up and grabbed his foot

" what the h-" Kevin tried to get out before my foot collided with the one that had all his weight hooking it and pulling it towards me causing him to fall on his back and grunt knocking down the stool right next to him.

Shock was evident on everyone's faces including Cole, Aimee, mine, and especially Kevin. The bell rang signaling that class was about to start so I hurried up and picked up my stuff and headed towards the seat as Mrs. Crowza entered the room closing the door behind her and saw Kevin lying on the floor.

"Kevin what are you doing on the floor? Hurry up and get up. This is not gym class." Kevin got up and fixed the stool taking a seat right by Cole and took a glance at me anger written over his face.

'Not good...I'm gonna die a virgin. This time there is no surviving.' I thought worry on my face. What am I gonna do now.

"Okay class." Mrs. Crowza began " today we are gonna draw a model, but you will use your imagination to put some extra stuff for the model to pop out and show what you see in the model or student to be exact."

She said looking around the room causing some students to groan. I knew those were probably the ones who sucked at drawing or didn't want to draw at all.

"Oh stop whining. You will see a slip by your canvas...on that slip of paper you would write the name of the person you would like to model and place it in this hat and the one that has the most votes will be the model."

Everybody cheered and wrote down the name of the person they would want to model. I sighed and signed the slip for I already knew whose name was going to be called.

After everyone signed, mrs. Crowza went around and got the slips in a hat and went to her desk and pulled them out seeing who is going to be the model. Each slip she pulled out was put into 3.

Cole:12

Aimee:15

Kevin:9

"It seems like Aimee is the winner for the model." Mrs. Crowza said.

Every guy in the room cheered out loud causing Cole to get angry and yell out "Shut the hell up and just get to drawing." Causing them to shut up and me to hold back the urge to laugh seeing how jealous he could get.

Aimee got up from her seat next to Cole and gave him a quick peck before going to the rectangular box and leaning on it facing Cole and giving me a 3/4 view of her body.

"Okay class you may began you have about..." She looked at the clock on the wall "60 minutes." And everybody started to draw.

After those 60 minutes pass Aimee stretched out her aching legs and arms.

"Okay class time is up." Mrs. Crowza announced to the class. I looked at my sketch of Aimee. It was the perfect way to describe how she was supposed to be instead of acting like the devils daughter. It was a drawing of her on the ocean standing in the mouth of a giant clam surrounded by flowers with a dress on holding her hand out to a dove that was going to land on her finger with lilies surrounding her feet in the mouth of the clam and dolphins jumping out the water in the background.

As soon as the sound of the bell rang everybody jumped up and hurried up to their classes. I stayed behind to sign my name on the piece I finished sketching. I went to look what Cole drew and wasn't surprised by what it was. A drawing of Aimee leaning over in a bikini gently biting on her finger, which was drawn in a childish way with not that many details.

As soon as I was about to leave a sudden pain hit me in my back. 'What the hell was that' I thought looking around if it was somebody there but no one was around. I rubbed at the area the pain was coming from and exit the class heading to my locker.

I put in my combination and opened my locker and saw a letter in there. I took it in my hands and flipped it over seeing that "Aimee" was written on it in fancy cursive. Why is there a letter from Aimee in my locker? Did she put it in the wrong locker by mistake? Curiosity got the best of me and I opened the letter it read:

Hey Zayne,

I saw the sketch that you made of me in class as we where leaving. It caught my attention of how you see me like that and I was wondering if we can meet after school today on the football field after everyone leaves around 5:30. I'll be waiting. <3 Aimee Loheart <3

Well this indeed caught my attention why did she want to see me around that time. I mean today was the full moon and people where always supposed to go home early for the risk of wolves crossing territories for it was hard to control their transformation and lose control.

The warning bell rang and I put the letter in my bag walking towards my next class. While walking towards my next class the pain hit me in the back again causing me to fall on my knees again and groan in pain and not long after the pain was gone, so I got up and ran to class.