My Love For You Alpha

Chapter 1

CURRENTLY RE-EDITING

STACEY"S POV

I woke up to the sound of my annoying alarm. "Shut up!" I mumbled quietly. I threw the alarm against the wall." Finally" I said. I looked at the clock. " Holy shit" I stumbled over my underwear, which was now lying on the floor. it's already four and the lazy motherfuckers wake up at 6. I hurriedly entered the bathroom and stepped under the narrow and small shower,  quickly lathered myself up with my coconut shampoo and thought "I'm dead." I finished as quickly as possible and was out with the dirty towel that was wrapped around my body. My towel is the only one I have, so it was fine. I guess...

As I looked at the only outfits I had, which was not much, but it will do. I basically ran to the kitchen like I was being chased by monsters. Having no time, I made bacon, eggs, and salad for my "dear sister". I hurriedly got out of the house, not ready to deal with her usual tantrums and then started walking to school. As I was entering the school I once again noticed that there was no one there. It's the usual tho, the hallways were quiet. which meant that I was pretty early

I found my first period which was math for my luck. jeez, I'm honored to have math as my first eriod. Note the sarcasm. I started doing my math homework that I didn't have time to do so last night. the bell rang after 3O minutes and I was done with my homework. The teacher ignored my presence, as usual, she started her usual rambling about some shit that I really wont need after high school.

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Math was finally over and my brain already hurts. my second period is reading. As I walked I caught an amazing scent. It smelled like honey. It was coming from a science class. but it was mixed with a strawberry scent. My sister.

As i got closer I heard moanings and knocking. Which explains why she wasnt there to lecture me and start a drama. Suddenly the noise stopped.

I quickly turned back around and started walking away from the science class room. Today is my birthday. yay. ig. I dont see a point in celebrating that fact that Im one step closer to death.

I mean I don't really think its that important other than meeting your mate. III probably get rejected. 

What if that honey-scented person is my mate? What if my mate rejects me? what if. " will you "Shut up!" angel said sounding annoyed. "our mate would not reject us, and even if he does then it's his loss." She was now back and wouldn't shut up. 

I found my reading class after a while. I quickly looked over everyone. Maybe just maybe that honey-scented person shared the reading class with me.

I found an empty seat at the back of the class. "Perfect" I mumbled. I took a seat and started taking my notebook out. Ms. Cameron arrived after 5 minutes. "I apologize for being late," she said smiling at everyone.

She sat and started getting papers out. already. ugh, I mentally groaned. I'm not really that good at reading, I literally have an 89. Like literally those kind of grades annoy the fuck out of me.

she started talking about the 5-page Abraham Lincoln essay that we have to finish tonight. is she serious? A 5-page essay that's due tonight! for god's sake.

After she was done explaining the essay. Everyone started talking about random stuff. I laid my head down and started counting my pulse.

I don't have any friends other than my wolf so I usually talk to her but I was in no mood today. She's probably gonna go on endlessly about our supposedly mate.

Having a mate at this age is wrong in my opinion. Like I just turned 16. 

I took a little nap and woke up to the bell ringing assigning that our third period will start in ten minutes or so.

My third period is lunch but I don't really eat lunch since I have these little voices in my head that tells me they want me to kill myself so I prefer to just not.. eat.

I took a little nap and woke up to the bell ringing assigning that our third period will start in ten minutes or so.

I started walking to the library to complete the essay she gave us. Our library was okay, I guess, I mean it wasn't big nor was it small.

But it was warm and cozy. It's perfect for me. After finding an empty table, I laid my backpack on the ground. and started looking for Abraham Lincoln's books. We had to write about his life, his family mom and dad. basically everything.

25 mins later

I'm almost done with the first essay. i started packing my stuff and putting books where they belonged until I caught the honey scent once again. it smelled just..... yummy.

Then I heard a deep voice " is there anything else I can do to help?" Its him. its him. Im so fucked.

I hid behind a shelf too afraid to meet him.

Trying to see him but all I could see was his body. and let me say. wow.  hes hot as fuck. He was wearing a black shirt with matching pants. muscular arms. Over all he looked like a model with a body to rock.

I guess you could say I was eardropping. well i tried but because of the stupid bell i couldnt hear anything.

The last thing I heard was " Thank you maam." and just like that he was gone.

Word Count:1020

some of the parts are not gonna make sense cause I'm editing. And changing the whole thing. SORRY!
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