It didn't take us long to make it from the locker room and back into the the main school building, but it seemed to take us forever to reach our Chemistry class once we hit the hallways. Thankfully, with Sara I could just stand behind her as she pushed through the crowd of students and I didn't have to worry about touching anyone. Smiling to myself I smirked at the thought only to hide a laugh as Sara started yelling at some guy who'd 'groped' her when he walked by. Once we made it into the classroom, my smile faded without so much as a hint of it on my face and at the same time, I reached back pulling up the hood and pulled it down hiding my face from view. As I slipped past Sara, I seen her look up at me with sorrowful eyes, facing her quickly, I gave her a almost unseen reassuring smile before turning back the way I was walking, and slipped into my seat at the table in the back of the room.
At my table, as usual, since I had most of my classes with him, was a boy who stood about eight inches taller than me and I could tell by his scent that he was human. Setting my bag on the floor in front of my stool, I carefully watched him out of the corner of my eyes. The past three years he's always been placed next to me or he just chose to scare himself, whichever it was I was surprised that he didn't run away. When he did run, it didn't faze me, I was so use to him doing it, but this was new and had me slightly on edge. As I turned more of my attention to him I raised a brow at him curiously. "Okay..." A soft mumble of the word leave my lips, but too low for him to hear me, leaning forward as I set my arms on the table, I stare at the white board reading over what was on it. This teacher usually had the same rules for the first day so he never erased the board. Other than the rules, he had today's assignment on the board...it was very interesting to say the least.
Mr. Kelly, or Coach Kelly, he was the Varsity Football Coach, hadn't made it to class yet, so I let my mind wander, thinking back to how good it felt to feel free and laugh with Sara, it had been too long, how I had missed her. Laughing at myself, internally, I close my eyes as a relaxed sigh slipped gently from my lips. I knew the boy, who I think is named David, was still siting next to me because I could still smell him, but knowing I had nothing to worry about, I relaxed. What should I be on edge about with a human boy sitting next to me? Human mates weren't unheard of...it was just...rare. I also know that the boy would probably freak on me if I caught his eyes with my own because apparently I'm terrifying. I laugh softly...or so I though, at this.
As I come down from my laughter, I feel a tap on my shoulder, slowly I open my eyes and push back my hood all while I turn my head to face him. Raising a brow at him, I wait for some sort of reaction, but there was nothing. I wasn't worried that he touched me, mostly because it had been through three layers of clothing and one layer was rather thick. I know I've scared him away too many times by looking in his eyes for him to be my mate.
"Can I help you?" My tone showed no emotion, except maybe boredom as I saw him start to shake in his seat. Raising my brow further, I wait silently for his answer.
"S-sorry, I-I-I..." Sighing a bit I shift so I'm facing him completely, fold my hands in my lap and wait curiously for him to finish. "...s-sorry, I-i was just w-wondering i-if..."
Now my impatience was winning, a growl rolled from me in my irritation without me noticing it until I see the boy back off his stool and step away from me. Closing my eyes, I move my hands rubbing my temples a bit before looking back at him.
"Spit it out already." I snap out, but not as harshly as I could, my brow raised again.
"Iwaswonderingifyouwoudlgooutwithme?" For the longest time I just stared at him, my mouth was gaping open and I had to remind myself to blink Finally, blinking, I close my mouth and clear my throat.
"Say that again?" As I spoke he looked even more nervous, even more hesitant about repeating the words he's just said to me.
"I said wou-" I put my hand up before he could even start the question again, shaking my head as in the same movement, I pull the hood back up over my head. Turning back towards the counter and the board, I finally speak just loud enough for him to hear me.
"I heard you, and no, I don't date." My words held volumes of truth, glancing back over at him curiously, just to see him start to pass out. I don't know if it was from the fright or something else. Cursing myself I move without thinking and catch him before he hits the floor. Mind you, this all happens just in time for Coach Kelly to walk into the room. I'm leaning over a boy, patting his face trying to wake him, growling a bit as I do so. Finally I lay him on the floor and stand looking at the teacher a moment and cross my arms defiantly over my chest as he begins to speak.
"What did you do, Ashton?" I know this is amazing, how could he be trying to pin this on me? For the last three years I've been in here, I've been trying to avoid working with people and he tries to blame this on me, of course he would. He had been blaming me for everything, even on pack grounds, if I was around, he tried to pin it on me. I'm not sure why, but he'd always seemed to have a grudge against my family.
"I didn't do anything to him. He asked me out, I said no." I spoke in a voice that challenged him to push this on me, make it my fault that he fainted. We had a staring contest for a long time as we stood there until on the of the other students pointed out that we were wasting time. Coach Kelly was still mad at my dad for being my mother's mate and took it out on me because I looked like her.
"Take him to the nurse." As I looked at him silently a moment, the look on my face asking if he was an idiot before speaking in a rather rude tone.
"If I leave, I'm not coming back. It will already be half way through the lesson before I make it back." The look on his face showed that he didn't appreciate the tone of my voice before he nodded and motioned for me to leave.
I stood there for a long moment watching him, deciding on the words I'd use. It'd probably be best if I didn't get suspended the first day of school, so I went with something simple. "If I'm taking him to the nurse, I'm not coming back. You'll be have way through whatever lecture you have planned before I make it back." This is the most most students had ever heard me speak. Everyone looked so surprised, but they would soon find out how common it was for me to have it out, in front of the whole class, with Coach Kelly.
After I'd spoken, he'd turned and made his way back to the front of the classroom where he motioned for me to leave. I hid the smirk that as threatening to show itself at the fact that I'd just gotten out of a whole class period by arguing with my teacher...and not being in trouble.
After having a little happy dance run around inside of me, I took the couple of steps towards the table, wrote my pass down and then grabbed not only my bag, but his as well. Slinging them both comfortably on my form, I make my way to the still unconscious boy on the floor. Standing over the body silently, I lean over and lift him up with ease.
I wasn't one for showing off, but then again, at this point I couldn't give two flaming monkey balls what the rest of the class or the students in the school. I knew that he was making me carry this guy alone because he wanted me to have to explain how I could lift him by myself without any problems. Too bad no one really cared that I was abnormally strong they were too busy talking amongst themselves about the confrontation between me and the teacher.
As I made my way down the aisle to the door, Sara stuck her foot out and tripped me, and since I wasn't paying attention to her, I fell, the guy falling out of my arms as I fall forward. A low growl and hissing sound came from my lips as I made sure the boy's head didn't hit the ground. Once I was sure his head wasn't going to crack against the floor, I glared up at Sara as she smiled lightly and stood up.
"Coach, I think I should help her, she can't carry him by herself. He probably weighs almost two hundred pounds." He had had his back to the class when this incident had occurred so when he turned back around to look at us I could see how he looked like he was ready to start cussing us out. I shifted and rubbed my knee, though the throbbing pain was starting to subside as I watched and waited for his reaction. He did a quick nod and motioned for the door as he turned back to the white board and started writing some more information on it as he started walking.
Sara hid the smile on her lips, grabbing her bag, she moved to the other side of him and we wrapped one of each of his arms around the back of our necks and then one each of our own arms and started to carry him out of the room. Once we were out of the room, I turned and glared back at Sara for what she'd done. "Was that entirely necessary?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd want any of the human students asking questions. Trust me, I know that you can lift him on your own, but we have to be discret and a girl your size carrying a 150 plus pound guy like he weighs nothing is a bit suspicous." She watches me and my only reaction at the time is to roll my eyes at her reasoning, not that it wasn't sound, but she could have spoken up before she had already lifted the guy.
"Thanks then, I guess..." We laughed at my response when it came and continued talking about random topics as we continued our way to the nurse's office that was on the other side of the school. We moved at a slow pace for two she-wolf's, but we also didn't really have a choice since this was supposed to look like it was some sort of difficult task to complete. A low growl rolled form my chest at how much time this was actually taking, but I remained at the steady pace as we moved.
Once at the clinic I kick the door open, not bothering to try and balance the boy I was holding up, to find the very shocked nurse staring at me like I'm was some crazy person. Not even giving her much of a look Sara and I made out way over to one of the cots and lay him on it. As Sara readjusts her shirt, I set his bag on the floor next ot him and turn looking at the nurse who was now watching me expectantly. Pulling my hair down, I quickly run my fungers through the curls and then tie it back up just as neat as it had been before. While playing with my hair I tell the nurse what had transpired in class and Sara agreed with me so the nurse sent us on our way.
Once out of the clinic I stretch the muscles that ached from so little usage and then glance over at Sara. "Since we no longer have Chemistry, what would you like to do?"
"We could go sit in the courtyard...or go to the library." She shrugged a bit not really having an answer, but either location gave us time to talk and that made it worth it either way.
"Sure, sounds good, it will give us some time to talk, catch up a lil." A soft smile on my lips as I stretch again, but this time I lean back and grab my ankles. As a soft cracking sound resounds I smile at the release of tension and Sara just made a face at me. Laughing at the look on her face, I smirk and lead the way to the courtyard.
Our walk from the clinic and outside to the stage was a silent one, for now we were just enjoying each other's company and it makes me smile gently at how comfortable I felt with someone else near me. For the past ten years, I had missed having a friend to confide in, Sara had been my best friend when my mom died and I refused to talk to her along with everyone else. We were only in second grade, I didn't know how to tell her or anyone what had happened to me that night, so I never tried explaining it to her. Taking a deep breath I move my hands and pull my ponytail holder out and once more let my hair fall around me as I put the elastic on my wrist. My long ringlets fell and gently framed my face a moment before I ran a hand through my hair. By the time I thought of something worth saying, we were already sitting on the stage. We were facing each other, both our eyes scanning the other, waiting for something.
"Sara, I wanted to apologize for how I acted towards you right after my mom died." My voice held sincerity and I watched her closely before taking a deep breath to compose my nerves as I look at my feet before continuing. "I never meant for us to grow apart and have wished on many occasions that I could have just told you everything that happened, but I was only seven...I didn't even understand what had happened until years later when my dad explained what that man had done to me." As I finished telling her what I was thinking, I was watching her reaction, every move she made, waiting for her to walk away because I knew that my life hadn't been something from a fairy tale, I knew that my life wouldn't end in a happily ever after, but if I could keep her forever as a friend, then I knew I could make it, because I wouldn't be alone. As I sat watching her she put her hand up to me to make sure I didn't say anymore, moved closer and started running her fingers through my hair.
"I've always loved your hair, it's the perfect color and makes your eyes stand out amazingly." She seemed to be talking to herself so I just sat there and listened to her as she spoke. "You shouldn't worry so much about the past, Ash, I know back then I wasn't very understanding, but I was only seven too, I thought you hated me. Your mom had just died and from what I heard, you'd found her and been there when she'd taken her last breath. Any normal child your age who'd seen something like that wouldn't have been able to cope with it, wolf or not. By the time we reached middle school, I'd noticed how you'd gone from Ms. Popular to the loner and how you always avoided people. I should have had the courage to talk to you, I shouldn't have let you suffer alone. I was your best friend and I let the worst thing in the world happen to you without telling you that I'd always be there for you. She sighs a bit pulling her hands from my hair and sitting back down with her hands folded in her lap as she sat staring at the ground again. "I want us to be best friends again, Ashton, I've missed you. Even through these years, no one could replace the friendship I had with you.
Smiling I watched her some as we both shifted and laid back staring up at the sky, watching the clouds. "I've missed you, too, Sara."
We continued talking and asking each other questions for the next half hour. It was a Friday, but also the first day of school, I never understood why they started school at the end of the week, but I loved the freedom that came the very next day. We laughed a bit and giggled over stupid famous guys as we compared them to male wolves. Laughing some more I slowly sit up hearing the bell that released our classes and I look over to her as she asked me one last question. One that I wasn't sure I was ready to answer, one that I know she needed to know so that she could understand better why I am the way I am now.
"What happened that night? The night your mother died?" For a long while I stood there staring straight ahead before I looked back at her silently a moment taking a deep breath.
"I'll tell you, I promise I'll tell you, but we have to be alone and not at school. Maybe you could spend the night, I understand if you don't want to, but I won't answer that questions here." Surprisingly, she smiled and nodded standing up with me as I stood. We stood just in time for Jonathan to pick me up and I screamed out loudly in surprise.
A growl escaped my lips and he quickly put me down on my feet as I turned and glared at him, the glare holding a threat as I bared me teeth at him. Brother or not, that wasn't funny. He stepped away from me, laughing, just as Jasper came up beside him, watching him like he'd grown another head. Shaking my head some, I waited for Jonathan to calm down before I went about introducing Sara to them.
Almost in unison, their faces registered something and they exclaimed. "Hey! Aren't you that little girl who was always with Ash when we were little kids?" I couldn't help the fit of giggles and laughter that escaped me at the look on their faces as they put it together. I wasn't the only one, I could see Sara holding her sides as she laughed. I was laughing so hard that I actually fell over and other students who'd been in the school with me all these years were staring at my in confusion as I laid on the ground laughing. Some murmurs made their way out of the crowd asking if I was high or some just being down right rude. I was relaxed for a while until Jasper spoke, though I'm not sure if it was because of the laughter or the rumors starting, but I'm not going to ask.
"ENOUGH! LEAVE!" His alpha tone had my laughter stopping faster than anything else I could imagine and I quickly stood up before kneeling before him. I noticed Sara out of the corner of my eye, sending my an apologetic look, she left just as he'd commanded her to. I hated when Jasper did something like this, it made me feel like I wasn't allowed to think for myself. Jonathan was still standing behind him, rolling his eyes as he did so. Jon felt the pull like the rest of us, but he ignored it easier than anyone else, so he just smirked and crossed his arms.
Swallowing, I sat silently, watching everyone disperse from the area. "You can relax, Ash." As my body relaxed I grabbed my stuff, and before he could ask me anything, I ran towards the building with my class in it. I didn't like to deal with him when he pulled out his alpha side, so I wasn't going to. Groaning internally, I ran all the way to my class room, slipping through the door just as the tardy bell sounded through the school. Moving quickly I walk toward my seat only to have Jon run into my back making me gasp. Glaring back at him, I just want to slap him as he gives me an innocent look and smirks sauntering off to his table.
Glancing at the table he was headed towards, I shudder at the image. He's the only male at a table with five females and as soon as he touched the seat, they were all fawning over him. Rolling my eyes again, this seemed to be a habit I'm staring to form, I look away from his table and at the table with only two other people sitting at it. One is the guy I carried to the nurse's office earlier and the other one was a guy that was friends with Jasper though I can't remember his name.
The girls sitting with Jon were all cheerleaders, speaking of cheerleaders, because I refuse to date, the captian of the Whore Squad had decided to try and make my life hell with rumors, but what she didn't know is that she can't make the rumors worse than my reality, though I'd never tell her that. I tend to ignore her and her rumors, unfortunately, teenagers are so immature so they'll believe anything that falls from her lips. My thoughts are inteterupted as I felt the eys of Jasper's friend on me and he was looking at me curiously before setting the paper down on the table. He had found out in sixth grade that I didn't like to be touched and he accepted it.
"Thank you...um...I can't remember your name." I spoke gently know the human boy from earlier wouldn't here, not to mention the moment I sat down he started shaking and hasn't quit.
"Oh, I'm Brent Stone. I'm on the football team with Jasper and Jon." A small smile appears on my lips as I nod, but it fades quicker than it had formed, thankfully he doesn't ask any questions.
I'm thankful for the way he's been with me, has been since the incident in second grade, I won't tell him that, though. I don't like giving people the impression that they can mean something to me...that they might have a chance with me. Closing my eyes a moment, I take a deep breath, looking down at the packet after a moment deciding I should just get to work. Reaching into my bag, I pull out my black pen and start working silently on the assignment. The rest of my class passes without incident, thank the Goddess. While I read some of the problems, I chew on my lip while rubbing my arm though I'm not consciously aware of this action.
As the bell rings, I jump, being finally pulled from my thoughts of the last problem I read. A sigh escapes my lips as I realize I haven't even finished half the packet. I much have been day dreaming or something...maybe I'm just being lazy because it's the first day and I have a fifteen page packet to complete while the teacher is absent. Rolling my eyes I pack up the packet and the pen into my bag as I look over the room. Taking a deep breath, I shake my head looking towards Jon who has a girl in his lap and another on either side of him pressing their breasts into him, trying not to gag, I turn from him and head out of the room. Running my hands roughly through my hair, I shake my head letting my hair falling around me since I never pulled it back up.
Shaking my head to keep the sight of my brother practically being raped from my mind, I make my way silently down the hall and it feels a little weird. Yes, normally I'm alone walking the halls, but since this morning when Sara started walking with me, I hadn't been alone in the halls...until now. Looking around, slipping through the crowds of students, trying to avoid touching people as I go. Making my way towards my next class, I tell myself that I'll probably see her at lunch.
My next class, Italian II, was in a different building, so I cut across the courtyard to get there on time. Once there I run to my next class to sit and listen as the teacher tells us the rules of the class for the next hour. Boredly I stare at the board not paying the teacher any mind. She said the same thing every year...just like my french teacher. Breathing in deeply I reach into my bag and pull out a book and start reading, it was better than listening to her ramble through the first class of the year again. The rest of the class actually bothered asking questions while I just packed up my bag again and waited for the bell to ring. I swear the last few minutes of her lecture are the worst, it feels like she just won't shut up.
Once the bell finally rang, I was the first one out of the class because I had packed up my things long before the bell rang. Taking a a calming breath, I slow my pace wondering which class Sara had been in and what direction she'd be coming from. Just as the question slipped through my mind, I seen her leaning against the wall breathing heavily as if she'd just run a marathon. Laughing lightly at the thought, I stared at him a moment before smirking as I made my way over to her.
Leaning in next to her ear I whisper gently. "Maybe if you actually participated in runs you wouldn't get worn out so fast." I pulled back faster than she turned and growled at me, a laugh slipped from my lips as I stared at her face. "God, your face is so priceless." I continued laughing for a moment then calmed myself down as Sara his me in the arm.
"That wasn't funny." She whined a bit and I smiled a bit more. "Oh but it was." Was my smart reply as I crossed my arms over your chest. "And why were you running anyway?"
She thought a moment about my question before finally answering me. "Well, after I walked away because of Mr. Alpha. I felt bad about leaving you behind, so I went back to apologize...then I had to run to French because I was going to be late." She made a face when she said French and I smirked, I like French. "Then when the class ended, I ran back this way hoping I'd run into you to apologize...but I had to dodge all the different people and...I'm never running like that again." Laughing lightly I smile softly.
"You shouldn't have worried so much, I know you didn't have a choice. Lets go get some food." She gave me a nod as she lifted her bag and started walking with me towards the lunch room. She knew she'd been forgiven because she laughed a bit at the face I made at a couple making out and I shuddered a bit. Smirking we started talking about nothing really, walking next to each other as if we'd never stopped talking.
Once in the lunch room, looking around as I follow a smiling Sara into the line to get food. Normally, I won't eat the food here, but it's better than anything else right now. Grabbing a tray I walk silently, listening to Sara talk about some guy she has a crush on and laugh when she looks at me. The look I give here says 'Sorry', but I know she knows my interest in guys is limited at the moment. Shaking her head she goes back to talking as we pay and walk toward the popular table. I may not be popular, but I've always sat with Jon and he doesn't seem to mind, so I don't bother looking for another seat.
Approaching the table, I run a hand roughly though my hair, sighing lightly as I walk. I really don't enjoy the conversations here, but I'm usually invisible to the people at the table anyway. Sitting with two seats open next to him was Jon and he was eating and flirting with some girl on his right side. Next to her was Jasper with...Ashley Marks sitting in his lap. Now you are probably wondering who she is, I'll tell you.
Ashley Marks, head cheerleader, school slut. The girl with the reputation to sleep with anything on two legs...or four depending how you look at it. She's fake...her breast look like they are always ready to fall out of her top and her skirts have to be shorter than dress code permitted. Simply put, she's fake, just fake. She stands about my height...with heels, with long curly blonde hair that falls just below her shoulders and her whole persona screams: WHORE! Of course, I've never verbalized these thoughts. Though I have a feeling if I did, many people in the school would agree with me, which isn't really all that surprising.
As I take a seat at the table, I think of my birthday, it was at the start of the next semester and I wasn't looking forward to it the way most girls were. It was supposed to be special, I'll be eighteen and that means I'll be old enough to complete the mating process. There are two problems with this: 1) I don't have a mate...at least not that I've met and 2) I'd have to let him claim me...Groaning a bit I pull my hood up and start eating my food, determined to ignore these thoughts.
"Why do you even sit here? You don't belong here, you're not popular and you are definitely not pretty." Ashley's voice cuts through my thoughts as I look up at her trying to figure out why the hell she decided to speak to me after all this time. Opening my mouth to speak, I look back at Sara who has placed her hand on my shoulder with a gentle smile.
"What concern of yours is it if she sits here? She's not bothering you, besides, she's prettier than you'll ever be. You sleep with anything that breathes...does that make you feel beautiful, Ashley? To have some guy bend you over, not looking at your face?"For the longest time, I just sit there staring at Sara like she'd grown another head, but I wasn't the only one. The whole table had gone quiet while Sara was speaking.
It was Jon who broke the silence by laughing, how he found this funny I'd never know, but at least it wasn't silent anymore, the rest of the table had started laughing as well, some telling Sara that what she said was awesome, basically ignoring the furious look of Ashley. Jasper was ignoring her as he talking to Jon around the girl Jon had been flirting with.
"How dare you even say that, Sara?! I've been more of a friend than that lesbian has ever been!" Ashley screeched and Sara went to say something else and I stood up shaking my head.
"No, Sara, it's okay, we all know she always gets what she wants by sleeping with everyone, she always does. As I pick up my tray and my bag my attention drops to Jasper who was watching me with an amused expression, but I wasn't about to let him think he had it easy. "Make sure you don't forget your rubber gloves, Jasper, you might catch something." I turn in my tray and run for the door. I don't like that everyone was staring at me. When Sara had spoke, only our table had gone quiet, but when I basically attacked both Ashley and Jasper, the whole room went silent, all eyes on me. I had the strangest urge to apologize to him, but I refused to even turn around.
I slip through the door with no problems, assuming I'm free of having to face any of them at that moment, I rub my temples, able to feel the curls in my hair bouncing as I walked. Glancing around quickly I make my way towards my next class: French IV. Assuming I was scott-free I was taking my time...
Damnit, I just wasn't that luck was I? Apparently not and that wasn't just some random guy...not that was Mr. Alpha-to-be and there was no way in hell I wanted to deal with him. The mood I was in would probably cause a problem with him, since normally I have no problem acknowledging who he was in the pack. I'm not the happiest person right now, so I start to run to the nearest exit. As my hand touches the door I feel his arms wrap around my waist, gasping loudly as he turns me to face him.
"Let. Me. Go. Now." I refuse to look at him, even though the obvious reason is clear...holding an alpha's gaze too long can be seen as a challenge, and trust me, I don't want to challenge him. Biting my lip, I wait for him to finally let me go, but even with my down cast gaze, I notice that he shakes his head no. What I don't notice is that he was reaching up to touch my face and he pulls my head up so I can look at him. AS soon as he touches me, I feel the electric shock tingle through my form and I quickly pull from him before he can comprehend what just happened.
"Don't, I'm having a bad day. I'll see you after school." With that I opened the door and turned quickly on my heel running for the other side of the campus...at least that's what I had been aiming for...until I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks. Taking a deep breath I try to calm myself and slip into the bathroom as my wolf speaks...one word I had hoped never to hear...one word that confirmed my fears of what that shock meant.
Once I slipped into the bathroom, my body collapses against the wall and I fall to the floor. I hear a thud next to me and don't even look to see what the sound was. It could only be one thing, my bag. I shifted my position to block the door from opening, I can't let anyone see me like this. I haven't cried since my mom diea and here I am crying...because I can never be what he needs and I just happened to find him after insulting him... As I cry, I mentally reprimand myself for letting him touch me.
I don't know how long I was sitting there, but I'd finished crying and just heard the bell releasing lunch. Slowly pulling myself back to my feet, I walk to the sink, washing my face before looking up at myself in the mirror, I look like hell. Silently cursing myself, I pull up my hood once more to hide my face, grabbing my bag, I make my way towards French class. Thankfully I slip in and out of the crowd without being noticed.
~*~ Jasper POV ~*~
"ASHTON!" I call out to her for like the third time, I want to know what got into her. She's never acted this wat before...had I done something to upset her? Jon will not be happy if this is my fault. My beta or not...he's her brother first. I watch as she starts to run from me, trying to swallow the lump in my throat. Cursing under my breath, I run to catch up to her before she can get out the door. My arms wrap around her waist a moment as I take a coule of steps back and turn her to face me, but she won't even look at me.
"Let. Me. Go. Now." I feel the urge to flinch at how harsh the words came out, but I'd never let her see me effect by her...I don't show weakness to anyone. I'm going to be alpha and I back down from no one. Reaching up I lift her head so I can get her to look at me, but as soon as I touch her skin I feel like I just had shocks of electricity run through me and for the moment I'm stunned. I don't even fight as she pulls away from me.
"Don't, I'm having a bad day. I'll see you after school."
I didn't even respond as I looked up thinking I must have just imagined it as I watched her running from me. Shaking my head some, I sigh before turning back around heading to the lunch room. I don't what's wrong with her, but I'll figure it out later. Slipping back into the room I run my hand through my hair and make my way back over to the table and Ashley was just where I left her. I know she doesn't mean anything to be, but I'm a teenage boy, can you really blame me? Though I'm surprised she left me run after Ash...she's rather possessive even if I've never actually dated her.
Sitting down in my seat once more, Ashley moves sitting in my lap once more, but my mind wasn't on her, so I wasn't paying any attention to her. My thoughts fade off for a moment as I feel someone staring at me, glancing to Jon, but he's actually eating with the girl he was flirting with somewhere...I knew she was still near by. Scanning the people at the table, my eyes land on Sara, I'm not sure why she was staring at me but as I raise my brow she quickly looked away. I watched her as she stands and she runs off. Okay, what the hell is with everyone today? This is starting to get frustrating...how are there already problems on the first day of school?
Great, just effing great.
I jump a bit feeling Ashley kissing and nipping down my neck and my attention turns to her. Her smile lets me know that she's happy that I'm once again paying attention to her. Thankfully, the bell rings before she can get more out of me and I stand letting her fall if she doesn't catch herself, not that I cared either way. Once she was standing she wrapped her arms around my neck as I looked at him, but turned my head just in time that she kissed my cheek. I never planned on kissing, and don't plan to now.
"Let go of me, Ashley. It's time for class. I'll see you tomorrow." With that said I pulled myself from her as she grumbled something and walked away with her posse following behind her. Taking my tray, I dumped it and then followed Jon out of the cafeteria, though as I looked at him he was staring at me with a raised brow. Groaning, I fight back the growl growing in my chest as I look away from him.
"Why is everyone staring at me? What is it? Do I have something on my face?" I snap a bit and he shook his head at my reaction with an amused look and I growl. His face was soft and he smirked.
"I don't know why anyone else is staring at you, but I'm waiting for an explanation of why you ran after my sister. Other than that, good luck with tomorrow. I can't believe you asked her to go somewhere again. I thought you swore her off last year." He laughed softly and turned running off.
Shaking my head, I grown internally before thinking of something and growl lowly as my voice reaches his mind. 'Hey, mind if I come over tonight? Even if Ash is mad at me, she's never denied helping me with Italian.' Jon laughs in my mind and I can hear the tease in his tone as he answers. 'Sure, I don't mind...you must have a thing for her though...chasing her down and then spending the night.' A whistle followed before he blocked me out.
Walking along the halls, I make it to my locker with plenty of time left to spare before class started. Opening my locker I pull out what I need for my next couple of classes and make my way slowly towards class. The rest of today was going to be hell...and I have no idea what I'm going to do. Why is Ash effecting me anyone? There isn't a reason that I should care about what she thinks is there? I mean seriously, she's just my best friends sister...nothing more, right? UGH! Seriously, I shouldn't care about what she thinks? It's my right to bed who I want...right?
I've never been this effected by anything any girl has ever said or done to me before, so why now? Why is this getting so under my skin that I want to kill something? A low growl rolls from me and I refrain from punching the lockers. Groaning a bit I look around silently before walking faster. I know I stopped paying attention when she stopped paying attention to me in second grade...that shouldn't change anything now, should it? All these thoughts are going to drive me crazy before I ever figure it out.
"ARGH!" The sound suddenly slips from my lips, causing me to recieve weird looks from the rest of the students around me. The wolves around me looked worried about what I'm fixing to do. I have Ash in my next class...can I make it without demanding she tell me what her problem is? We'll see won't we?
Walking into my class, taking a seat at the back, I drift back into my thoughts. This day sucks.