Possesive

Chapter 1

i was running in a dark place, a place with trees, and dark areas. What was i running from? i didn't know but i was scared. I tripped and tumbled down a hill, skinning my ankle on a rock, as i screamed from the pain. And then i wasn't in the place with trees, i was in a hall, with lockers, a school? I looked around at the blue and grey lockers and spotted a school flag. It said Silver High with a wolf mascot on it. My new school! I looked down at my shaking hands and saw blood, pooling from them, dripping on to the floor, leaving a trail behind me. It was streaming down my shirt, i followed the stream of blood, that led to my neck. And then i was running..............as i looked back there was a pack of wolves chasing me, speeding up almost catching me until i ran into something. I looked in  front of me and it was a hot tall muscular boy, with no shirt on, laughing. 

"Your mine." he growled and reached for me, chuckling.......

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP" 

I shot up in my bed, panting, and gasping for air. As the bloody images and wolves started disappearing, i looked around, realizing it was just a dream. I let out a deep sigh, and blinked a couple of times, trying to wash the stress away. 

"It was just a dream." i whispered to myself soothingly. That really didn't help the fact that the nightmare had taken place in my new school that i was suppose to be getting ready for right about now. I looked over at my alarm clock, not even noticing it was still ringing. I quickly smacked the off button and threw my covers off, sitting on the side of my bed, i sighed again. New year, new school, new day i thought to myself. I looked around my somewhat of a room, with boxes of items i still hadn't unpacked. The only thing i had unpacked was cloths and hair stuff, i couldn't care less for the other items as of right now anyways. It was 5:00 am and i had to be at school by 6:30....oh yay, the joys of getting up early for school, 5 days of the week, everyday, was so wonderful, i thought to myself sarcastically. 

I walked over to my closet and slid the doors open. Today was suppose to be hot, although we lived in a place that the sun rarely ever came out, but it was always humid, which felt the same  to me anyways. I grabbed a tight black tank, and some short jean shorts. Since today was the first day of school, i decided to wear my special lacey bra, (black and red) with matching underwear. I quickly ran out of my room and to the bathroom to take a shower. I locked the door behind me. Out of all the things in the world that i hated and that annoyed me, was when my mom invaded my space. i don't even call her my mom, because to me calling some one a mom means you love them, i didn't love  her so i called her by her first name barbra. But what i was saying that annoyed me, is when she invades my privacy. I fucking hated it. I hated almost everything. I quickly hopped in the shower, shaved, shampood my hair, and hopped out.

I quickly dryed my body off and wrapped my hair up in a towel. I quickly put on some Aveeno stress relief lotion and put on my bra and underwear. Then my shorts and tank. I unwrapped my hair, and blow dryed it. I added a little tease to it and vwala! im finished and ready for my first day at school. 

I went back to my room and slipped on my 5 inch snow leapord print wedges, grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. I saw Barbra standing by the door waiting for me. She smiled but i just glared, as she opened the door for me. She unlocked her black bmw as i slid into the passenger side. As soon as she got in, it was only a 10 minute drive so we would arrive just on time.

"So, um do you need me to inside with you?" Barbra asked, breaking the still silence. I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"No, i don't im not a little kid, it's not kindergarten, im totally capable for handling myself thank you." I said sarcastically. I saw Barbras hands tighten on the steering wheel, clearly i had pissed her off, which made me smile to myself. The rest of the ride was in silence, as we pulled up to the school, my stomach started twisting in knots. "I took deep breathes, everything is going to be fine", i thought, more like hoped. We drove into the parking lot, surrounded with kids everywhere. Even though the car windows were tinted, i felt like they were able to see me straight through it.

She pulled up to the curb, right by the front doors which was more populated with people that stopped what they were doing, and watched the car. Was it the car? There was nicer cars than this parked in the lot, what was so special about this one?

"So i'll pick you up later." Barbra stated. I quickly glanced back at her.

"Yeah unless, i make a friend and they can drop me off, i'll text you if that happens ok?" i smiled and hopped out, slamming the door in her face before she could add whatever it was she was going say.

There i stood, on the sidewalk, infront of the big ass Silver High. I sighed a deep breathe, just realizing that i had been holding it. I looked around at the people gawking at me. Girls growled like dogs well bitches technically speaking. i giggled to myself at my insider joke. I walked up to the front door and opened it slowly, while my stomach knotted even more. I swung the door open as cold air blasted me in my face like a whiplash.

I told my self everything was going to be fine because it really was, maybe, hopefully. I didn't bring any notebooks or folders because i honestly couldn't care less about school. I was this way my whole life, and i doubt i was going to change soon. Since it was freshman year, and i was a transfer, i had to go to the office to get my schedule and information,etc. I walked down the hallway, to be stopped by an officer, he wasn't just a school officer, he was like a bad ass linbacker type of officer. He was like john cena size and had 2 guns and 2 tazers. Wow, non of my other schools had officers like this.

"Can i help you miss?" he said expression less. Straight face i mean so straight with no expression i hardly noticed he was talking. I nodded slowly as he caught my arm, thinking i was going to make a run for it. A run for what though? His grip was starting to hurt as a little bit of fear built up inside of me.

"Umm im looking for the front office." He simply nodded, not removing his grip on my arm, as he pulled me behind him.

He brought me to some other doors, that weren't labled at all, making it so godamn easy to find the front office in this place. He tossed me inside the doors full of ladies in desks. The officer cleared his throat.

"This lady is transfer, i presume some one will help her with her information needed." he glared at the ladies as they all nodded, nodded in response and left, left me alone in a group of angry looking women. Thanks. One lady stood and grabbed my arm, just like the officer and led me to her desk, placing me in a chair.

"Name." she stated firmly. 

"Lexi." i simply answered. She simply nodded as looked through some files and papers. She pulled out like 4 sheets of paper, two in each hand.

"Schedule." she said as she lifted one hand with paper. "rules and dress code." she said lifting the other hand of papers.

I nodded taking the schedule papers and placing them infront of the other ones. I walked out and leaned up against a wall in the hallway. I closed my eyes, not caring if people watched me and thought i was weird, i needed a minute to calm down.

"You must be lexi." i heard a deep, rich, husky voice say infront of me. A cologne smell whipped inside my nose, goergio armani, i've smelled it once before. I peaked out of one eye and i couldn't believe it.

It ..........

was.........

the....... 

guy.....from my nightmare.

No fucking way.