New Life

Chapter 8 - Who Knew?

Violet POV

My alarm starts to go off, subconsciously I try to turn it off but I seem to be traped by 2 muscular arms. I open my eyes a bit and smile at my peacefully sleeping mate. I try to wiggle my way out, but with all my morning strength I can't do so. He tightens his grip a bit, I giggle a big as he groans reaching out, and turning off my alarm. 

I give him a quick peck on the lips, "Morning" He looks down and smiles, "Good morning." He sits up, keeping me close by sitting me on his lap. He placed his nose on the crook of my neck and gets a good sniff of my scent. I start to relax a bit as he places little butterfly kisses in the process. 

"Logan~ We have to get ready for school." 

He whispers in my ear, "Ok love~"

I shutter a bit, trying to ignore the warm feeling melting in my lower region. He chuckles a bit as we get out of bed. I head over and take a black sweatshirt, a pair of matching sweatpants and a white tank top. I turn around to see Logan tossing his clothes on the bed while digging through his bag for something. I smile at him, "I'm going to get changed~ I'll be out in a few!" 

"Ok." 

Once I enter the bathroom closing the door behind me. I freshen up a bit, stripping of my nightclothes and slipping on my day clothes. I look at myself in the mirror without my hoodie up, "This is missing something..." I open a drawer to see a choker with a crescent moon pendant. I put it on and smile at my completed look. 

"I'm coming out!" 

I open the door to see Logan tossing his night clothes in his bag. He turns around and smiles, walking over to give me a long, loving kiss. I return it, having to get on my tippy toes to reach him. Our lips part, "Come on, or we're going to be late~" I pull up my hood and rush downstair to grab 2 apples. I walk to the door to see Logan ready, I have to admit he looks very attractive. His sleeveless skin-tight shirt, baggy jeans, and a light jacket. His muscles are to die for, 'Violet~ This is so unlike you~' 

Red teases me, I start to get flustered.

'R-red! D-don't say that!'

Her snickers echo through my mind.

I toss him an apple as he opens the door, we step out, locking the door behind us. I get in the passenger seat of his car and he gets int eh driver, after a quick start-up we're on our way. I munch on my apple as we listen to the radio on low.

"Violet, I gotta ask. Why do you wear such baggie clothes?" 

I think for a moment, "I have a couple of reasons. First, they're super comfortable and they keep me warm during class. Second, I used to get bullied a lot growing up for the way I look. I think I look fine but I feel like since I grew up with these people covering my body and face will be better." 

I completely leave out the part of puberty terrorizing my once flat body and gave it some bounce on both ends. If you know what I mean, the struggle is real out here.

"Lastly, I can blend in easily so for the most part, no one bothers me. Thre are some times when a certain group of girls does but I feel like if I ignore them they'll leave me alone." 

I turn to him, noticing his grip tightening on the steering wheel. I smile a bit, "It's ok Logan, it's just high school." He pulls into school, parking his car on the lot. I place my hand on his thigh and lightly kiss his cheek, "Thanks for caring."

He looks at me and places a soft kiss on my lips, "I'll always care about you, Violet." I warm feeling washes over me, we soon get out of his car. I grab my bag and he does the same, he quickly walks over to me and holds my hand. I smile a bit as our finger lock together, I hear the whispers from the others around us.

We ignore them as we head to our first-period class, we unlock our fingers and get comfortable in our seats in the back.

"Logan~"

I turn my head to see Rebecca, the only girl in the school (including her 3 other friends) that seems to have it out for me. Don't ask me why, but they do. She leans down a bit, letting her breasts become more visible. A pang of jealousy and anger surge through me, she continues. "Why were you holding hand with that freak when you can be mine~"

My anger and jealousy quickly fade away, being replaced with happiness and love. Logan flicks her forehead making her squeak and stumble back. He pulls me close, keeping my hood up, placing his lips on mine. I stare at him wide-eyed as the class grows silent. Our lips part as he glares at Rebecca and her friends, "She's not a freak she's my girlfriend, call her that again and I'll toss you out."

She shocked by his statement, I guess this doesn't happen a lot to her. Ooo's and snickers fill the room as she fumes, storing out with her friends close behind. The bell rings and our teacher steps in and starts her lesson. 

*Timeskip*

It's finally lunch, the day really consisted of people staring at me or whispering about me. Surprisingly I did end up talking to someone, a girl named London. A Latina who liked the book I was reading, we ended up taking and passing notes throughout class. We parted ways after 3rd period, 'I hope I get to see her again, I enjoyed her company.'

Making my way to the vending machine to get a soda, when someone spills something on me. Luckily it only hit my sweatshirt and that was already protecting me from this unknown substance. I hear snickering and laughing from non-other than Rebecca and her gang.

"Oops, my bad~" the unknown liquid starts to become familiar as they walk away, "Of course it's bleach." I look around to finally see Logan, he with a couple of kids. The closer I walk then turn their attention to me, I plop my bag next to him

"Violet! What happened!?"

I give him a nervous laugh, "I'll explain later, I gotta get out of this. I'll be right back."

I jog to the nearest restroom, once I get there I look at my reflection to see it already changing colors. "Shit. And I didn't bring a spare! Ugh." I take it off, already feeling embarrassed that my chest's poking out. "Great now I'm going to be cold!"

I take some deep breaths, "It's only a couple of hours, I can make it." I toss my sweatshirt in the trash and walk out of the bathroom. I could already feel others staring at me as whispers seemed to increase. I walk next to Logan sitting down next to him, the 2 guys across him gawk at me a bit making me feel uncomfortable. Logan starts to growl at them, pulling me close. I look over and wave at London she waves back as she leans against a boy. 

"Stop gawking at my mate!" They look the other way, "Sorry man, we didn't recognize her!" I hold Logan's hand, "My name is Violet." They look back and give me a welcoming smile, "I'm Ryder, the Gamma of the pack." Ryder was a muscular Asian boy, he had dark blue eyes and a friendly smile.

"My name is Aarav, I'm the delta of the pack. It's nice to meet you, Luna." Aarav is a another muscular boy, with curly dark brown hair and brown eyes with a hint of silver.

London smiles at me, "You already know me Violet, this is my mate, Jason." He waves at me, "Hi, I'm the Beta of the Pack." I nod, he's a mixture of something. One thing that stands out is his slight accent. I think it's Russian but I can't be sure, all in all they seem pretty friendly. I don't really know what there ranks mean but I guess I'll just learn about them a bit later.

Who knew I'd be making friends today?