Not another alpha!

Ch. 8: She did not just ignore me...

Sirius' POV (Angela)

Tiffany's party.

What a pain in the ass.

Did I really have to go? I would rather stay home and do a thousand pushups.

However, since Denver was going to be there, it might be less painful. I was willing to tolerate Tiffany's obnoxious existence if I get to play with the sweet human prey. Tonight, would be my night. I was going to get my hands on her, and she would submit to me.

I put on a pair of jeans and a black button-up shirt. I rolled up the sleeves to show off my forearm muscles that were covered in tattoos. I styled my hair purposely messy, so it would look tousled and soft, then sprayed on some cologne.

The doorbell rang all of a sudden. Who the fuck could be at my door all of a sudden? I swear if it was Amoux again...

I opened the door and immediately wished it was Amoux. But Alas... It was only Tiffany.

She stood there, smiling brightly. She wore a sparkly silver dress that was so short that her ass cheeks were practically hanging out for display. Her hair was tied up into a messy bun, and she had glitter eyeshadow on her eyes. The 90's Brittney called. She wanted her look back.

"Can I help you?" I asked her gruffly.

"I am here so you can escort me to my party, silly!" she chirped.

Was she dumb or what?

"Tiffany," I cleared my throat. "You live two houses down. You walked over here from your house where the party is held. Why the fuck would you do that? I never promised to escort you. Even if I did, it makes no damn sense for you to walk over here if you were already there!"

"I am aware of that. But I thought it would look good if we walked in together," she said innocently looking me over approvingly.

For fuck's sake...

"I think it's best if I walked in alone since we are not dating or anything." Inwardly I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, come on! I am already here. Let's just go, okay?" she whined and took one of my arms. I had the strongest urge to pick her up and throw her across the field, but I decided to be a gentleman tonight. I needed to stay in a good mood, so I could charm Denver.

"Fine. But I am ditching you right after I arrive at the party," I announced.

I was greeted by several sets of eyes as soon as I entered the house with Tiffany. Great the rumor mill would be running wild. I saw Wendy and Felicity approaching. Ah, the rest of the Y-girls. They both wore the exact same outfit as Tiffany, just in different colors. No wonder Xavier called them Y triplets.

Triple skank threat.

"Sirius, you made it," Felicity whispered seductively and ran her fingers on my chest. I would admit, I had slept with all three of them without feeling an ounce of regret. Each one of them had made me promise not to tell others.

Bunch of backstabbing sluts.

I opened my mouth to say something sarcastic but stopped as I saw Joshua walk in. He looked like what I can only describe as the reincarnation of my little pony.

Behind him was...

My jaw dropped as I almost didn't recognize the amazing beauty that walked in. She was wearing a brownish colored dress. A color I never thought of as beautiful, but on her, it looked marvelous. She had her hair up in an elegant fashion. I imagined undoing it while kissing her senseless, one clip at a time, right before I threw her on the bed and fucked her brains out. Her eyes somehow looked bigger and more expressive. I could stare at them all day and not get tired of them. And her breasts... Fuck... I had thought she was cute at school, but this was a whole other level of hotness.

"Oh great...Denver is here," Tiffany scoffed.

"I cannot believe she actually showed up. And with that dweeb no less. At least Mischa is kind of hot," Felicity commented.

Mischa.

I noticed him for the first time. He had his arm around her waist as he escorted her inside. That shithead was going to be a problem. I could already feel it.

I wanted to approach her right away but held myself back. I needed to wait until she was alone before I made my move. I didn't feel like starting a fight with Mischa even though I would win without a doubt.

I hung back and watched the Y-girls approach them.

"Didn't think you'd show up, losers," Felicity commented with a voice laced with venom.

"Oh, there was no way I would miss this. But you should have told me this was a costume party," Denver smirked.

"What are you talking about?"

Tiffany narrowed her eyes.

"I am talking about your outfits. Those are some nice disco ball costumes." Denver made no deal of it, the statement was delivered with no real attitude which gave it even more punch.

"Listen here, you ugly bitch! Don't think you can just come in here and..."

"Ladies, ladies, let's just calm down and enjoy the party, kay?" Mischa interjected with a charming smile.

"Fine, just stay out of our way," Wendy flipped her hair and walked away, taking the rest of the Y-sluts with her.

Denver looked around and paused as her eyes locked on mine. I grinned and stared at her intensely.

Smile at me!

Blush!

Something!

She did neither she just turned around and focused on Mischa, who started to say something to her.

Rage fueled inside me. Oh, she did not just ignore me for that basketball twerp. I was going to have to teach her a lesson later.

His existence had never bothered me before. He did great for the basketball team and made the school look good. But if he kept that up the team would be a star less the coming season.

I kept my eyes on her the entire time. Drilling holes into the back of her head with my intense stares.

"WHAT'S GOOD, FUCKERS!"

Someone decided to make a grand entrance, and it was none other than Xavier. Followed by Xander and Robbie. I couldn't roll my eyes hard enough. They always got to make noises everywhere they went.

They came over to me, and we exchanged fist bumps, which forced me to divert my eyes from Denver.

"Are you planning on spending the entire party gawking at New York?" Xavier asked.

"Her name is Denver," I said irritably.

"Whatever. Just go talk to her," he suggested. "It's not like you to hold back. Nail her and move on."

"Don't worry, by the time this party is over, we will be doing more than talking," I smirked self-satisfied with my own abilities.

I just needed to figure out how to get her alone. 

Hi y'all.

Soooo, Denver looks hot. Sirius needs to step up his game to get some of that. Do you think he'll succeed? Did you like it? Let me know. I do love those comments.

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