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.