Chapter 7
- Stacey's POV
- We stops in front of a door..."principal's office" boldly written on the door frame.
- "We're here!" Jessica said.
- "Thanks, I wouldn't have find it easily had I not met you"
- "Hey! We're friends!"
- "Friends?"
- She nods. "Yeah.. or you don't wanna be my friend?"
- Friend? That's something I never had.. and I always wish I have friends.. now here's one why not give it a try?
- At least I will have someone to talk with.. someone to keep me company and maybe gossip with.
- "Stacey?" She snaps her fingers across my face.
- "Huh?"
- "I said, we're friends"
- "Yeah!" I nod and she smiles brightly.
- "Yay!" She knocks on the door.. we waits for a moment and heard someone invites us in.
- Jessica opens the door and we steps in... A girl in her early twenties sits on a chair.. like she's the secretary here.
- "Your high...."
- The girl clears her throat and Jessica swallows her words... she look in Jessica's eyes and both their eyes glazed over.
- I frown... What's going on? Soon, they snap out of their weird gaze... And Jessica laughs nervously.
- "Miss Markus.. we're here for her timetable!" Jessica said.
- Miss Markus smiles at me.
- "You're the transfer student?"
- "Yes... Stacey Rivera"
- She nods and reaches for something in her drawer... She types on her computer for a few minutes.
- Then she hands my timetable to me.. placed a key on the table and a list of books to me.
- "That's your timetable.. your locker key.. and your list of books, you can get them from the library later.. but first go to class now!" She said.
- I nod and picked my locker key.
- "Thank you!" I said.
- "Good luck in your studies!"
- I nod and turn to leave... but from my peripheral view I saw Jessica bow slightly.
- But I didn't comment.. maybe it's a form of greeting here.
- We steps out and Jessica snatches my timetable.
- "Let's see what you have first!"
- She glances through it and groans loudly.
- "Maths!" From her expression I can tell she hates maths. "I have maths too.. ugh! I hate maths!"
- I laugh.
- "Come on, let's go.. we're already late and we've missed half of the period" I told her.
- "Wait.. why do I feel like you're happy" she narrows her eyes.
- "Because I love maths!"
- She rolls her eyes.
- "Then you must be a genius"
- "A genius?"
- Like.. I'm a straight A student doesn't makes me a genius.
- "Yeah.. like who on earth just loves maths.. cause, I know I don't, I always find any and every excuse not to attend my math classes...like right now, I was running away from math before I met you...and now you've got maths too!"
- "I prefer maths, it's easy"
- "What?"
- "If you can know your formulas, then.... "
- "Ok! I get it.. you love math! I'll hide under your wings from now onwards!"
- I chuckles lightly and shake my head... Before we knew it, we're in front of our math class... thankfully the door is still open.
- We step in.. all heads turns towards us.. the teacher stops writing on the board and turns to me... it's a female teacher.
- I released a nervous laugh and wave at everyone shyly... I don't like being the center of attention.
- "Jessica! What's your excuse this time for coming late!" She scolds Jessica.
- "I was showing her the way to class!" She answered .. I almost rolled my eyes at her excuse.
- She was already late before she saw me.
- "This is the last time.. go to your seat!"
- "Yes, Miss Jenny" Jessica gave me a small thumbs up and rushed to her seat.
- Miss Jenny glares at her briefly before turning to me with a smile.
- "You must be the transfer student... I'm Miss Jenny and welcome to our class... Please come forward and introduce yourself to your new classmates!"
- Ugh! This is what I hate doing... Introducing myself everytime.
- "Hello.. I'm Stacey Rivera.. 18years old... I'm happy to be your classmate.. I hope we get along!"
- "Everyone let's welcome Stacey to our..... "
- Someone rushed into the classroom... All heads towards the door and I see everyone bowing their heads.
- I frown... what's happening? Why are they bowing?
- I turned back to look at what their bowing to... And I must say I'm stunned by the sight that befall me.
- A tall.. super handsome guy stands by the door... his hazel green eyes staring into mine like he's trying to find my soul.
- My eyes moved to his lips and I subconsciously bite my lower lip.. I suddenly feel like crashing my lips on his.. I feel myself being drawn to him.
- I can hear my heart beating fast... it's just like I fell in love with him at first sight.. this is the first time I'm feeling this way.
- Then I heard him utter a word.
- "Mate"
- Just as he said those words.. I hear howls all over the place.. happy howls. I frown and look around.. surprised as to why they are howling like they're wolves!
- Those these people belong to a cult or something?
- Still wondering what's happening.. before I knew it, I'm engulfed in a very tight hug... that super handsome guy is hugging me so tightly.
- Sniffing my hair and muttering coherently..
- "Mate! Mate! Mate!"
- What does he mean? The british men calls their friends mates.. could that be what he means?
- "Mate..I found you at last"
- His voice sounds doubled...like someone is echoing his words.
- I tried to push him away from me but his grip is so tight... I cough lightly and he quickly pulls away from the hug..
- "Mate.. are you alright? Di.. did I hurt you?" He asked.. worry written all over him.
- I frown even more... what the heck is happening? I better tell him I'm not his mate..I'm not his friend.
- "I'm not your mate, I'm..."
- He cuts me off with a growl... A growl? He growled like a real animal.. is he a dog?
- Everyone stops howling.
- "I'm not your mate, I'm...."
- He cuts me off again with another growl.. this time louder than before.
- "You're my mate! I finally found you!"
- Oh! Now I understand... I guess his friend was lost before.. and maybe I look like her.
- "Dude listen... I'm not your friend, I might look like her but I'm not her.. I don't know you... I'm not your friend"
- He smiles.
- "Yes, you're not my friend.. you're my mate!"
- Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing... Maybe I should explain it to him.
- "Dude..mate and friend means the same thing!"
- He shakes his head.
- "You're my mate..my Soulmate!"
- "Your Soulmate?"
- Could it be he's having a psychological problem... could it be he's nuts.
- Such a pity...a handsome guy like him is not normal.
- "Yes, you're my soulmate..the one I'll spend the rest of my life with!"
- "Huh?" Spend the rest of his life with me?
- "You must be from another pack..what pack are you from?"
- Pack? I remembered Jessica asked me this question before.
- "What's a pack?" I asked him.
- Just then one of the guys that came in with him whisper in his ear...he frowns and sniffs the air.
- He lets go of my hand and step away from me...his gaze harden and he clenched his teeth.
- "You're human?!"
- "Yeah..are you not?"
- Ok...I don't know where that confidence came from...I noticed that since we moved here yesterday...I have been talking more than I used to.
- "You're human!" He growled..
- "Yeah! Alien!" I retort.
- He keeps asking if I'm human as though he's not human.
- He balled fist by his side.
- "She's human! My mate is human!" He growls loudly...like he's fighting with himself.
- His body shakes...his friends rushed forward and forcefully drags him outside.
- I shake my head...poor boy! He needs to visit a psychiatrist hospital.
- I turned back to Miss Jenny, she's staring at me in admiration...a satisfied smile on her lips.
- "Miss Jenny, can I go take a seat now?"
- She nods quickly.
- "Yes, Luna"
- "Luna? You're mistaken... It's Stacey!"
- "You're my future luna.. I dare not say your name"
- I open my mouth to speak but I shake my head and decides against it.... I better go look for a seat.
- I turned back and look around trying to find a vacant chair... But discovered they all have the same look Miss Jenny had just now.
- They're all looking at me like I'm their god and they wanna worship me.
- I ignore them as Jessica is calling me over to the empty desk next to her.
- I better go sit down now... I can't stand their stare.