Chapter 3 Who's she?

• Isobel POV
• I wake up with his name on my lips, clutching the duvet in my fist.
• Before I open my eyes, I see him smirk at me and his teeth bite into my neck, bringing out blood.
• Blood?
• Instinctively, my hand goes up to my neck, just the same spot where the scar had been earlier.
• I sigh. Nothing! It's just a dream. There's no sticky red blood oozing out of my neck, and I do not feel any pain whatsoever.
• Grabbing my glasses on the table, I fix them on my face and wrench the duvet off my body before I saunter into the bathroom to have my bath.
• Surprisingly, I'm not so eager to be in school today, no matter how hard I tried to picture Jake's face in my memories, all I want now is to go back to bed and get a nice sleep.
• Sighing, hand suspended in midway as I stare at myself again in the mirror.
• "What a cruel fate you've got, Isobel."
• I mentally chuckle. Fine! This city is full of different people, those who want to scam people of course, but I never for once think I'll ever be caught in their net one day.
• What is she? A shaman? Or a clairvoyant? If she thinks that what she said will bother me, then she's got the wrong person.
• I've got something more important to focus my mind on.
• Done having my bath, I dress up for school. With a plain pink skirt and a pink striped shirt, pulling my head in a ponytail, and trying so hard to pack my bang with no success, I walk downstairs to meet my Aunt.
• "How was your night, Bel?" Aunt Shauna said, not looking away from the food she was making in the cooker.
• I grab a toast and munch it slowly before I gulp down a glass of water.
• "Fine, Aunt," I smile. "And see you after school."
• Not waiting for her reply, I make my way out of the house to catch a bus.
• My life has never been eventful. Yeah! Just woke up in the morning, take my bath, grab some food and make my way to school.
• I and my Aunt do not talk that much. Sometimes, I wonder, if my Aunt does like me as I predicted, but then again, no one except her takes me in after my parents' mysterious death.
• The bus stops before the school, and I hop down and make my way in.
• Students walk in pairs, three or more, but none of them see the girl in nerdy thick round glasses make her way down to the locker.
• I don't want them to see me anyway. I don't want to get on their good side, they're a bunch of spoiled rich kids. And I sure don't wanna be on their bad side.
• Keeping a low profile has helped me a lot. I don't excel much in my study, and I'm not a total dumbass that will take the last in class.
• Passing my book inside my locker, I brought the English textbook and stow it in my bag.
• "Morning!"
• I yell, stumbling back, my glasses sliding off my face in the process.
• The snapping of the metal locker and my yell must have attracted the students, for I'm now aware of their curious hate gaze on me.
• What? That wasn't me! I did not yell just to get their attention.
• Flying my head up, a familiar smirk met my gaze and I let out a gasp.
• Javier stood before me, hand folded around his chest as he rests his back against my locker.
• Alright! I did not put more thought into what happened yesterday. I need no reason to. If I don't want to have anything to do with him or his friends, then I must learn how to forget whatever must have happened between us.
• "Morning," Javier smiles, a smile that did not reach his eyes.
• His blue eyes focus on my forehead as though trying to puncture a hole into them.
• The thought makes me shudder I take a step back.
• What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly show up and greet me?
• I look away, looking anywhere but at the devil before me. God knows how much I want to leave here.
• For the first time in my life, I have the whole attention focused on me and that alone is making me uncomfortable.
• "The little nerdy doesn't want to answer our greetings" Javier chuckles. I can imagine the smirk on his pinkish lips, the malicious glint that dominate his eyes just like yesterday, and the frown that latch on his face.
• What?
• I want to talk, but my heart is doing much of it that I couldn't open my mouth.
• Thudding!
• Slamming
• Beating!
• I bit my lip, momentarily closing and opening my eyes.
• No! Please just go. Just leave me alone.
• "Weak!" He spats. "Pathetic!"
• I yelp. A cold hand grab my wrist and wrench my face upward.
• My eyes level with his, and for a moment, I'm left drowning in those ocean-intoxicating blue eyes.
• My eyes move down to his nose, so smooth and moderate, and then his lips are curled in a smirk.
• "I see," Javier leans in, his cologne making its way down my nose.
• It's so sweet and intoxicating, so overwhelming it makes me dizzy. I feel my toes curl up in my toes, a small voice in my head screaming no...
• Not another bite
• Not another bite
• "What's he doing?"
• "What's he doing with her?"
• "Is that stupid nerd seducing the Alpha?"
• I heard jeers coming from beside me. Alpha? What that means, I have no idea.
• And seducing? Who's seducing who?
• Javier leans closer and I close my eyes, my heart thudding so hard it hurts.
• "What...what are you doing?" I say, my voice broken.
• I feel brittle I might break. My legs feel numb I couldn't feel them.
• "You don't know?" Javier chuckles.
• Instinctively, his hand slides down my waist, his nails digging deep, earning a loud painful moan from me.
• "You're just so dumb, Isobel."
• And what has that got to do with him? Huh? Since when does he get interested in me?
• Pushing at his chest, I let out a frustrated groan.
• What was I thinking? That I'd be able to push someone as bulky as him away.
• A joke? Javier has caught on.
• He breathes on my neck and I try so hard to concentrate on my breath.
• That's it, I couldn't even control my savage breath; coming out louder and stronger than I intend it to be
• "What's your answer?"
• He leans back, his hand still on my waist, but his face is now some inches away from me.
• "Wh... what..?"
• "About being my new prey, Isobel" he scowls.
• He said gently, his word flowing smoothly making me shiver slightly.
• Even though the day is warm, his voice carries this aura that sends a cold shiver down my spine.
• Javier chuckles, taking a step back. He slides his hand off my waist and runs it through his hair.
• "Not like you have a choice, Isobel," he says, "I..."
• "Get away from her!"
• It escapes before I could stop it, a breath of relief; hearing a voice I understand. Knowing someone who can stand up for me is somewhere close to me.
• I don't want to admit it, but I know I'm selfish to think that Katrina will be my savior.
• I mean, look at Javier compare to Katrina, they did not match, and I'd be dead if they get into a fight because of me.
• Javier moves his gaze from me and focuses it on someone behind me. He pinches his nose bridge, his back hunch, and his piercing blue eyes glinting maliciously.
• "And if I don't?"
• That's a dare. A challenge I'm afraid Katrina is going to accept.
• No! I don't want her getting into problems just because of me.
• Before I could whip my head around and warn Katrina, Javier was shoved against the wall, and a punch landed on his face.
• I gasp, hand clasping over my mouth, and my eyes widen.
• "No!" My voice was muffled by my hand over my mouth
• "That," Katrina steps back, whipping some strand of hair from her face. "That's what you get if you touch my friend."
• I gasp, my fist clenched together, unable to look up.
• What was Katrina thinking? And what will Javier do to her now?
• As far as I know, no one messes with Javier Mendez and stays in the school.
• Fear curls around my toes, making me go numb with frustration. I can't do anything, the only thing I can do is to get my friend into trouble.
• A crackle, then a maniac laugh follows.
• I raise my head and my eyes settle on Javier.
• Goodness! He does not have that angry gaze, instead, a wild hungry look dominates his eyes.
• He creases his brows, his eyes not flitting even for a second away from Katrina.
• No. I step forward.
• If he's going to do anything to Rina, I might as well take the blow.
• "You hit me?" Javier spat.
• Murmurs went spiraling around the crowds, reminding me once again that I'm not alone in the hallway, and I've got hundreds of eyes on me.
• "And I'll do that again!" Katrina's voice is strong for someone who might get into trouble soon.
• She stood her ground, arms wrapped beneath her chest.
• Javier chuckles. He wipes the blood off his nose and releases his tense shoulder.
• Is it just I or Javier doesn't look as angry as I had predicted?
• He doesn't have that annoying smirk on his face, and nor does his eyes glow with the desire to murder.
• "You're not human, are you?" He asks, gently, softly, I'm afraid that's not even his voice. "What are you?"
• "Think whatever you want, asshole!" Katrina hisses.
• Without saying any other things, Rina retraced her step back to me, grabbing my hand. "C'mon, Bel, let's get you out of here"
• I'm not sure I want to turn my back on Javier or the rest of the students that are glaring at me.
• His friends, his sisters, and Cassie who's run to Javier and hold his arms.
• They glare at me, their eyes me, proclaiming me to disappear into the ground.
• Like a flash, it all runs into my dazed fearful mind.
• With all their glare and their cusses, I realize that the will and wish to live a quiet life has finally stopped from this second.
• No! I didn't just succeed in provoking Javier, the whole school is going to hate me and my friends for doing that to their only idol