Sang is a Werewolf, the only female of her kind to ever shift, yet only a few know. Due to the fact that only female werewolves can carry shifting children, and the limited number of females in the werewolf community, women are usually protected wit...
Okay, I'll admit it, I could have handled that a lot better, but I guess I'd rather them hate me and keep their distance than actually try to establish some sort of relationship. I don't want them so they need to understand it's not happening now before they get their feelings hurt... worse. Plus they're annoying as hell so far. Though they probably think the same of me, what can I say sarcastic stoner with ADHD is an acquired taste, though I'm not high currently and they haven't seen me on coffee yet. Ya know what, thinking about it, I don't think they could handle me if they tried.
Still upset with what just happened, I wonder around familiarizing myself with the school on my own for about an hour. The only reason I haven't left yet would be because I need to drive my brothers home. Still having about half an hour left in the tour time, I figured that some people would be back in the gym by now so I head back.
Entering, I realize I was wrong and only the Alphas are in there still, well at least some of them. Keeping my head down I say, "Sorry I thought more people would be back by now," and turn to leave when one of them speaks up, "It's fine, just go sit down," they say with an authoritative tone, causing me to turn around once more and head to a spot on the bleachers. Fuck the alpha command, or alpha voice whatever you want to call it; makes it fucking hard to say no especially when you've spent the day doing just that.
Pulling out my notebook, I continue to doodle ideas for choreography and when I get bored of that, I start writing down lyrics. No one has said a word since I came in here, and I don't blame them.
When the door opens, I assume it is some kids coming back from lunch and I'm proven wrong twice in a row; the rest of the Alphas enter from the locker room entrance.
"I've allowed high school aged students to go home for the rest of the day, we will discuss and join clubs tomorrow, if you need to stay for yours brothers, stay here, in the gym," Mr. Dopey announces to me and I salute him as a response.
This has been the longest first day ever and it is only 12:00. School starts at 7:30 and ends at 2:30 plus they're forcing us to join a club, which is what? An hour and a half? all in all I won't get home until about 4:30 and then I have to go to the studio. I think I'm just now realizing how stressful this is about to be. If I get up at five to open the studio, do some paperwork, change there (if I have to sub in for a morning class) and get home my 6:30 then that would be enough time for me to make breakfast while the little ones get ready. Then go to school and do that club thing, leave by four thirty to make it to the studio by five then spend a few more hours there, teach my six o' clock classes on their respective days, go home and make dinner after that, then everything should be fine. Right? But then there isn't enough time to spend with my family, I suppose that how it is going to have to be for now, until I can hire someone to take over my evening classes, which sucks because I love teaching but at least I can still do my weekend classes normally. My anxiety about juggling everything is coming to pass by my knee shaking again and me biting the nail of my thumb. Deciding to do something I check my phone to see that Wil texted our group chat.
Support (Wil's nickname)- Hey school is up for us today guess we pissed em off pretty bad, do you want us to wait for the little ones with you?
I think for a second and type a reply.
Sang- Yeah I was just told, you don't have to wait but if ya'll wanted to head to the studio that would be great.
Sang- And if Drew feels like putting his epic math skills to use he could totally double check that finance report on my desk
Drew-id(Druid) - *thumbs up emoji*
Danny- Sounds good see you later sis
Sang- Thanks ya'll
After my mini text conversation I look up to see one of the Alphas looking at me weird and mouthing things under his breath. I really need to learn their names, this one looked almost like Erica, he has brown hair, green eyes, and glasses. Upon further inspection I realized he was counting and hadn't noticed that I saw him staring at me.
When he finally noticed, I raised an eyebrow at him. He just blushes and turns around.
"I have a question," I state, "If you cancelled school for the rest of the day, then why are you all still sitting here?" I was genuinely curious about this, don't they have Alphaly duties to get to or something?
"We don't have to answer to you Miss Sang, actually pertaining to your name, I need to know your last name, it isn't listed for you nor any of your brothers or friends on any of the paperwork, I checked." Douche-bag- I mean Dopey- replies.
"We don't have one," I tell him maintaining eye contact to show that I am not scared of him.
"It is incredibly unlikely for that to be true," he counters.
"Well, it is."
And that was the end of that topic. Thank god.
I began doodling again when I remembered I was subbing in for a contortion class at 5:00 tonight and I completely forgot to make a lesson plan.
Swearing under my breath, I pull out the separate notebook I use for lesson plans and made a list of things I was going to teach the girls, and boy, today.
Finally finishing that around 1:00, I get to the hard part, asking the sexist Alphas who don't think women can do anything resembling athleticism, to let me warm up and practice for the next hour and a half so I have a fully thought out lesson plan.
Slowly etching my way towards them I plaster an awkward smile on my face and start speaking. "Heeeey," I say causing a few eyebrows to raise at me and causing me to wince at my own awkwardness. I just don't know how to approach people.
"Ok, so I know around here girls don't do sports or anything, BUT I teach dance and contortion classes, along with other things, for a living, and I totally forgot that I was filling in for a contortion class today at 5:00. Usually those classes take a lot of prep work and usually that's fine for me because I'm at the studio all day. Anyways I obviously haven't been there all day and I really need to warm up before I go there." I take a deep breath realizing I'm venting.
"I was hoping I could warm up in here," I say slower this time.
"Sure," a simple response from Mr. Toma.
"Seriously? I thought that would be so much harder," I say shocked.
"It wasn't," he replies flatly. I stare at him blankly before he speaks again, "locker rooms are through there, assuming you have the clothing you need in order to warm up." he says pointing.
"Yeah, in my car, be back in a second," I say, quite literally running out of the room- before turning around and running back in because I forgot my car keys.
Grabbing my stuff from the car I hurry back into the locker rooms, change and set an alarm on my phone for 2:10, so that I don't forget my brothers.
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Walking out of the locker room, I ignore the stares from my oh so lovely mates, and plug some music into my headphones.
I start with some simple stretches to loosen my muscles then move to my warm-up which consists of 50 push ups, 50 jumping jacks, 50 burpees, 50 crutches, 50 sit-ups, 50 mountain climbers, and finally 10 laps around the gym. I do a few more stretches then finally start working on some contortion moves, still ignoring the fourteen men who are unashamedly staring at me like I'm porn. Men are fucking perverts.
Eventually, my alarm goes off and I get some water, collect my stuff, and make my way to the twins' classroom and eventually Sammy's before leaving for the studio.
