Who needs friends? Not me.

Anna

Months passed by without any encounters of Colton.

For the first couple of days after the whole situation at the sweet shop (which I haven't set foot in since that day) Colton did try to have some sort of communication with me. For example he kept trying to catch my eye and when he did he would smile and wave and then waited expectantly for me to do it back.

I don't know how he thinks that I will after he molested me. Okay maybe I'm over exaggerating but he did it without my permission and that's bad enough. I thought that he was really trying to change.

I guess I was wrong.

The chilly wind hit my face as I briskly walked to school wanting to get out of the freezing cold; blowing my hair back which I assumed would be all knotty now wasting the 10 minutes I took brushing it. I pulled my scarf tighter and carried on walking cursing my mother for not being able to take me today.

It was the beginning of December so the weather was getting colder, along with everything else. It seems that everyone is becoming more and more bitchier than usual. Must be the cold seeping into every ones hearts.

I just thank the lord that no one is taking it out on me; instead they are turning on each other. I mean just the other day I saw two girls arguing about how the other copied them on the colour of lip gloss they were wearing.

Pathetic really.

I got to school on time as per usual and carried on like I would any other day; don't look at Colton, go to my locker, go to homeroom, don't look at Colton, sit in my seat, answer to my name and finally don't look at Colton.

"Here sir"

I said in my abysmal tone, I guess the cold weather is getting to me after all.

"I would like you all to welcome the new student miss.."

"Anna, Anna Thompson"

My head shot up in her direction, we never get new students. Just by the looks of her I can tell that we won't get along. She stood there with her hand on her hip scanning over the class with her shining blue eyes, when she looked at me I covered my face with my hands not thinking about how stupid I must look.

"Since you're new Anna I'll be assigning you a buddy that will show you around the school. Now just let me have a look at your time table"

I sunk into my seat even more burying my face into my back pack. I don't want to show her around, as rude as it sounds I just know we won't get along I mean, she's stunning. Long flowing brown hair and a figure to die for, maybe Colton could show her around she looks like his type. No he can't! The strange thing is thinking about them two potentially dating made me want to rip her hair out, I guess it's just the mate thing.

"Well it looks like you and Kim have all the same classes, funny that"

Oh for fuck sake. There were many grunts and sighs from the horny teenage boys in the class and then there was me smacking myself in the forehead.

"Kim could you please raise your hand so Anna knows who she will be fast friends with"

The teacher chuckled, the naivety. I grudgingly put my hand in the air, Anna eyes seemed to shine with excitement as she skipped over to me and took a seat on the desk to my left.

"Hi! You must be Kim I'm Anna it's nice to meet you"

"Yeah"

I really didn't want to speak to her, why couldn't she of just gone with Colton. As if on cue the beast turned around and started to stare at me, not wanting to make too much eye contact I quickly turned away and dove into conversation with Anna.

"So Anna, welcome to our school or as I like to call it a place where I'm forced to do math"

She laughed. We continued to talk for the rest of homeroom. Surprisingly she was actually really nice, not like Libby and her bunch of skanks but in a way, like me. She liked the same type of music as me and shared the same unhealthy obsession with Channing Tatum as I do. I think that we could be friends and that was a shock to me as well.

Maybe I shouldn't judge a book by its cover then.

I showed her around the school and where all our classes were, we were at lunch now chatting about the film magic mike.

"Oh my God He's so not hotter than Channing!"

"But he is hot though, the one from true blood the werewolf guy oh god, I would"

We laughed and ate debating about who's better than Channing Tatum, then she spotted something.

"He's not too bad himself"

A sly smile crept onto her mouth.

"Who?"

I turned my head in the direction of her gaze and she pointed at someone, oh boy here we go.

"Oh yeah, that's Colton he's alright I suppose"

"You suppose! He's gorgeous"

I turned back around and slumped down in my chair.

"He's no Channing Tatum."

"Oh well, cut me off a slice of that"

She went on talking about my mate, about how perfect he is. It was really starting to piss me off, he is ours she can't have him. I was about to turn around and scream at her for saying such things about him but then I realised, we rejected him. 'No You did.' My wolf reminded me. Oh well I can't forgive what he did to me and that's that, she can have him for all I care.

"Actually, he's not that hot"

She huffed and turned back towards the table. My wolf let out a sigh of relief.

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

"One of his ears is bigger than the other"

I always found that cute about Colton.

"Never mind then"

"Yeah, never mind"

I turned back and looked at Colton to find that he was already looking in my direction, staring at me with such longing that made my heart wrench. So I did the only thing that I could think of.

I smiled at him and waved.

He shot up from his chair with the biggest grin on his face and waved back like a maniac, I chuckled and turned back around feeling all sappy and warm inside.

He's such an asshole, but he's cute.