Amelia's pov
The second the bell rang I packed my bag and throw the strap over my shoulder. I was out of that class in less than a minute.
"Amelia,"
There goes his smooth husky voice behind me.
I stiffen, looking around for Foster as I try to ignore the brooding guy behind me. He didn't look like someone I'd catch their attention. So it was weird that he was trying to talk to me.
Especially after I saw what he had done to that guy earlier.
Where the hell was Foster?
He said he'd meet me out here to show me to my next class.
"For being so short, you sure do walk fast." Raiden chuckled beside me.
I gulped. He caught up.
I gave him a slight glare from the corner of my eye, as I scooted away from him. " Can you like, leave me alone?"
He raised a thick brow. "Why for?"
I'm about to answer him when Foster calls me over. "Hey Amelia, over here!" He lifted his hand up, gesturing for me to come over.
I looked at Raiden whose brows knot in a frown and then grumble under my breath. "Just stay away from me."
With that, I literally skipped to Foster who looked between Raiden and I. As soon as I was beside him, he interlocks our arms and guides me to my next class.
He didn't say a word yet.
Which was strange.
I'd thought he'd ask me questions about Raiden.
I side eyed him curiously. He was so quiet.
Until he peeked behind us, let out a sigh and then broke the silence. "Amelia, what was Raiden talking to you about?"
Why did he have a pitch of fear in his tone?
Was Raiden that much of a bully?
"He tried to introduce himself. Told him to stay away from me." I answered after a ticking second.
Foster nod. "I think you did good. Those guys and their friends are people to stay away from."
My brows furrowed. I saw Raiden punching a guy earlier, but I wondered why Foster seem so tense when talking about him.
Does he bully Foster too?
Curiosity won, and I found myself asking Foster. "Does he hit you too?"
Foster glanced at me quickly from the corner of his eye and replied. "No. He doesn't hit people like us. But it would still be best to stay away from him and his friends."
I gnawed on my lips. There are those words again. People like us. What did he mean by that?
I'm about to question him further until he cuts me off. "We're here. Have fun in your history class, I'll meet you outside to bring you to your next." He smiled at me and bid me goodbye before I could ask him anything.
I sighed and stepped into the class. I was one of the very few who were already here. And......that guy Raiden was feeding his fists to.
He sat at the back, slouched back in a cocky way as two pretty girls sat on his desk. His arms are wrapped around both.
They giggled at something he said and his smirk widened.
But that's not what keeps my eyes glued to his. It's the fact that his face, especially his jaw, didn't look like it suffered any fist to it. He looked unscathed.
I quickly tear my eyes away when his eyes snapped up to mine. I flushed.
He caught me looking.
I quickly made my way over to an empty desk and chair. Away from the guy.
I could feel his stare on me when I plop down on the chair. I didn't like his stare and shivered.
"Hey new girl."
I stiffened.
It was obvious he was trying to get my attention.
I squirmed and slowly turn my head to look at him. He beamed, teeth flashing.
I flinched.
I could've sworn I saw pointy fangs. But they were gone so quickly that I was convinced I had imagined them.
"Name?"
Did I want to give this guy my name?
For all I know he could also be one of Raiden's friends and they were just playing rough. Guys were like that in my old school.
I let out a faint exhale.
It's not like he'd not know my name eventually.
"Amelia."
His grin broadened. "Pretty name for a pretty human girl." He stressed on the word human which made me grow confused.
I turned back around, getting creeped out with the way he was basically eye rapping me.
Shaking my head, I pulled out my stuff and got ready for class.
A few minutes later and the class was piling up. There was only one empty chair left. That chair so happened to be beside me.
The teacher strolled in. A man in his mid-thirties perhaps. He looked young.
He set his bag on the desk, scanning around the entire class. His eyes fall on me and they shone in interest.
"You're new here, right?"
I nod, biting my lip and squirming when all heads turn to me.
"Welcome to Creek High. Where weird shit happens." He grinned.
The entire class burst into laughter. I cracked a smile too. It was kind of refreshing to have an easy-going teacher here. The last one seemed a bit stiff and cold.
"I'm Mr. Scott, your history teacher. And no, I'm not going to talk about Romeo and Juliet. Leave that for the drama class. I don't have enough tissues for everyone here."
Everyone laughed again, until suddenly the classroom went silent.
The door opens, hard boots hitting the tiles. I looked up from the boots, freezing when my eyes met green.
God. Him again!? Is he in every single class I have?
"Raiden," Mr. Scott sighed with a shake of his head. "May I know why you are a tad bit late?"
Raiden grinned, his white teeth flashing. The sight of it, weirdly made my stomach flip.
"Got lost." He shrugged.
Mr Scott rolled his eyes and shooed him away. "Just take a damn seat you overgrown teenager. "
Raiden smirked and started walking......over here.
I bent my head, praying he'd not acknowledge me. However I knew that the only seat left was the one just beside me.
It was unlikely for us to not interact.
I was just thinking of ways I could avoid talking to him, or looking his way when his smooth masculine voice grumble above me.
"You're in my seat."
♡ Amelia's pov ♡I frowned.I was in his seat?I looked at the desk closely, it was new and unmarked.I looked up and my eyes connected with those green swirls that made my stomach knot.I ignored the feeling and voiced. "Your seat?"The tip of Raiden's lips curled up into a barely there smirk. "Yes, Amelia,"The way he said my name. I clenched my thighs together.What the hell was that feeling?"You're in my seat." He finished with a broader grin.My frown deepened.Was he so much of a jerk to actually make me change seats!?I scowled. "There's an empty chair here." I pointed at the vacant chair and desk beside me."But I don't want to sit there. I want my seat." He stressed, eyes flashing in amusement.I looked behind him at Mr. Scott, expecting him to tell Raiden to find another chair, one preferably vacant.But Mr. Scott was actually avoiding staring at us.I looked around the entire room. Everyone seemed to look at me with pity.Were they all afraid of Raiden?Was he some kind of
Raiden's pov" You've been giving that new girl attention all day today. Are you sure you don't want to bone that human?" Damon snorted, side-eyeing me.Lester pushes forward, his forearms on the seats. "The small blonde girl?" He questioned with furrowed brows.I rolled my eyes. "Jesus fucking Christ Damon, of course not. I was just teasing the damn girl."Damon snorted. "Teasing her eh? You were eye fucking her in the class, during lunch and literally was looking for the girl before we left. Bruh that little human caught your attention."I let out a groan running my hand down my face. "I don't care for humans, especially to fuck them."Damon laughed. "You probably shouldn't, they couldn't handle us any way."Lester snorted. "You toy with human girls on a regular Damon."Damon shrugged. "Yeah but at least they are bigger than that tiny girl. One thrust and she breaks. She won't be able to take on a wolf's cock."I grit my teeth. Somehow I didn't like the way he spoke about her. But
Amelia's povHer hostile voice didn't catch me off guard. I could somehow already sense she was a bitch as soon as she stepped into the diner. And her being around Raiden only proved her nasty personality.You'd have to be equally evil for you to be with a bully like Raiden.I narrowed my eyes, standing up, making her arch her neck. " And I am done listening," I uttered with no emotion in my voice and leaned forward slightly. " What will you do about it?" I arched a challenging brow.She looked surprised at first but then her eyes flashed an odd color that made me question if it was reality or not. " New girl have some balls," she sneered, gripping the edge of the table.Raiden's hand fall on hers, gripping as he commanded. " Calm down."And she did, slackening in his arms and plastered on a fake smile. " I like a girl who can bite," her girl friends giggled. " Why don't you come to the party I am hosting tomorrow night?"This girl must have a hundred personalities. One minute she is
Amelia's povToday started off as a shitty day. Not only did I get soaked to the bone because of the rain but the fans in the bathroom were not bloody working.It was freezing, I was freezing, I was literally shivering and there was no heat in this school. I groan, kicking the edge of the stall. The weather had looked pretty clear before leaving the house yet when dad dropped me off, suddenly the heavens poured on me."Hey," some girl in the stall I had just kicked shout. "You're disturbing my shit."I scrunched up my nose and decided I needed someone to help me. But I didn't really know anyone here yet and I wasn't sure Foster or Pickett was here. I got out of the bathroom and looked around.I was super early and the hallways were not crowded as yet. I sighed in relief when I spotted the short familiar girl with curly hair standing before a locker I presume is hers. I rush over to her, hoping Pickett would help me.She's startled a little at my appearance. " Please tell me you can he
Amelia's povI licked my lips, lifting one of my brow. " You know, where I am from, this is considered bullying and harassment."Look away Amelia. Don't stare into his stunning eyes. They'll trap you and make you feel things you've never felt before.One of his thick brows angled up in an amused arch. "Hmm. Where I am from, it mostly means I want to be friends with you."My nose wiggled as if I had smelt something nasty, which was the lies coming from his pillowy looking lips. "Bullshit. You don't want to be friends with me."His eyes danced and his eyes fall to my lips. "You're right. I don't want to be friends with you Amelia," the tip of his tongue draw out of his mouth and he brush it across his bottom lip, causing a stir in my soul. " I want something more." My heart skipped a sharp beat at his words and I interlocked my fingers, licking my rather dry lips as I looked away. " Well you better give up now, because you won't get it anything more." I heard his breathy snort before
Amelia's pov" Please tell me this isn't Raiden's hoodie," Foster's lips are slackened into a gape as he stared at the very oversized hoodie currently swallowing my petite figure.I winced, my fingers playing with the strap of my bag. " It is, but I am to return it later on."Foster looks terrified. " Amelia," he swallowed and looked behind me. Intrigued, I turn to stare at who had made him look like he swallowed a huge marble down his throat. My eyes fall on her, her narrowing eyes lighting up fire on the hoodie. She looks vexed.I rolled my eyes. "He's the one who pushed me to take it. It means nothing and if she has an issue with it, she should speak to him about it." I shrugged. My mom taught me to not fear anyone, including girls like Dayna.Foster doesn't look convinced and swallows, his eyes on Dayna. " I don't know Amelia, she looks pissed off."She does, there's no denying how much steam is coming out from her ears as she shoots me with silent death threats. I tugged at Raide
Amelia's povThe pleasure of feeling her bones break under my knuckles satisfied me enough for me to want to pull my hand back and aim once more.However before I could, Foster grips my hand to stop me and two girls who were beside Dayna held her back as she snarled.I smirked at her as one of the girls lean toward her ear and whispered something that my ears couldn't catch. Whatever she whispered seemed to calm down Dayna who resorted to glaring at me and holding her nose."Sorry, my hand slipped. But I guess we're even now?" I smiled sarcastically, tilting my head and winking at her."What's going on here!" The teacher boomed, seeming now to show his presence. A few minutes earlier would've been much better.The little crowd parted and everyone got to their seats except for Dayna and her friends and me. "New girl punched Dayna unprovoked." Dayna's friend shrilled in, her eyes accusing me. "Wait that's a lie!" Foster yelled and the girl who spoke up turned to give him a hard stare t
Raiden's pov"You're not in this class Raiden," the teacher pointed out bluntly as I slammed the door open.I scan around the room, ignoring the teacher. There's still dirty water on the floor which tells me that the altercation had only happened recently."The principal needs to speak to Dayna." I gritted out when my eyes land on her at the back of the classroom, touching her red nose. From here it looked bad but since she's a shifter it will heal pretty soon. She'd have to postpone it a bit to make it look natural just in case.Dayna looks at me in question, yet there's a hesitant look that crosses her eyes."Are you certain of this?" The teacher baited, already knowing that I was lying. I looked at him, eyes pinning him with a look I knew would make him submit. "Very well." He uttered, motioning his hand for Dayna to stand up."Go to the principal office Dayna.""Raiden man, don't do any shit funny that will get us in trouble with your mom and dad," Damon mumbled behind me. Both he