The loud blaring of her alarm had her groaning out in annoyance as she groggily turned off the alarm.
The illuminating rays of the sun played hide and seek through the slit of the curtains caressing the nakedness of her bare arms.
With a light yawn, she flexed her arms before lazily sitting up and removing the alluring fluffy blanket. The idea of leaving this warm cozy bed was heart-wrenching but what else can she do?
With a nest of her hair, she walked into the restroom and did her business. After a quick shower, she felt fresh and ready to deal with the hectic day ahead.
She's none other than Emma Belle Richardson. A 17-year-old girl or perhaps a nerd as per the sayings of her classmates.
Emma lived alone in her old apartment that her grandfather left her. The place wasn't amazing but it was cozy enough to be called her home. Her room is not big but of average-sized, double bed placed in the middle, a small study table in the corner, a cupboard right beside it, on the other wall was a wide large window where a couch was placed, this window was her favorite place in the whole apartment. There was an attached bathroom which luckily consisted of a bathtub. The thing was old but it worked well for her. A lounge sits right beside her room with an open kitchen to the left. A couch was placed in the lounge with a small table in the front. An old-time TV was placed there in front of the couch. This was the total of her home.
She was 13 years old when her parents died. Her grandfather was the only family she had left. He took care of her but Alas God took him away from her when she was 16.
He died because of a heart attack. Since then she was left all alone in this big scary world. It was tough and still is. But Emma has coped with living alone. Though her apartment wasn't in a very good area, in fact, the opposite, she's thankful at least she has a roof over her head.
After tying her hair in a ponytail she wore her knee-length skirt. Preparing a coffee for herself she did the buttons of her baggy shirt. She hurriedly drank her coffee, picked up her backpack, and within minutes she locked her apartment and was marching out at full speed.
The area where she lived was well known for its illegal activities and criminal records. And a little girl like her was nothing more than being a lamb in front of wolves.
When she was near the bus stop. She slowed her strides and panted because of that jog. Emma waited for ten minutes before her bus arrived and she hopped on it.
She sat on her usual seat third last in the back. As the vehicle started moving, the dread of what was to come in high school today started to rack her mind.
She was a really good student, scratch that. She's on scholarship and one of the top kids in Horace Mann High School. For Emma scholarship was important as it was the only thing she could achieve because the fee structure of her school almost touched the sky. So she has to work hard to maintain her scholarship as it's the only way for her education to keep on going with no one at her back as her guardian.
Though she was good at studies and always kept to herself. Trying to fade away in the crowd of people and never to be noticed but things didn't go as planned.
She got noticed. Her weight was noticed. And then it all started. Being bullied daily by this rich group of students who think so highly of themselves.
She knew she was fat. That's why she wore baggy clothes. To hide away from their prying eyes. But no matter how much she tried, their eyes would always strip her naked. On one side they call her fat and whatnot and on the other side, those same guys would stare at her with bad glints in their eyes and girls would always glare daggers in her way.
For the past two years, she has become so conscious of herself. She even tried dieting but to no avail, as it only led her to the hospital, followed by sickness.
So she tried the other way around. She started ignoring them, not responding to their harsh and cruel words. Their stupid pranks and ridiculous behaviors. But they never stopped. She's in her senior year now. Only this year in this hell and she'd be free.
With a sigh, she got off the bus and walked toward her destination. Her hands clenched into fists after noticing her enemies standing at the main entrance in a group.
For a second she thought of going back but then she was not that coward, now was she. The only reason she avoided them and bore their torture was that they were rich and could ruin her life with just one phone call because their parents had many shares in Horace Mann. And no one is at her back to save her or protect her. The wisest thing she could come up with was to ignore them.
But they always had other plans. Emma tried to walk at a fast pace from beside them. 'Please don't notice me.' While chanting this mantra in her head, luck wasn't on her side.
A tall figure blocked her way abruptly, making her apply her brakes at a fast-paced speed and stumble a step back.
Emma closed her eyes before opening them again and staring at the guy named Jack but in her head, she called him Jackass.
Without a word, Emma tried to walk past him but he only grinned and blocked her way. It's entertainment for this Jackass, for her it's a waste of time and pure torture.
"Where do you think you're going fatty?" Jack mocked.
"Where do you think you're going fatty?" Jack mocked. She didn't know why but their words always hurt her. Emma did not answer and tried to walk past him again. His other friend named Landon aka Jerk blocked her way from the left. Emma named him a jerk because he was tall and muscular but had no brain, he behaved exactly like what she named him. "Not so fast, fatty." Jerk smiled, making Emma cringe back at his behavior. "I'm going to be late for my class." She said confidently, she can endure to a certain limit only, and gladly they haven't done anything to extremes that could lead her to the edge. "She talks!" Hissed Veronica the black witch. Emma named her based on the constant black lipstick on her lips. It looks horrific but lord knows why she always wore it. "Yes," Emma answered curtly. She bit her lip and clenched her jaw at her stupidity. She's being sarcastic to them which simply means she's poking the bear with a red flag in her hands. "Oh! She talked back to you Veronic
She hates math! After having her lunch she checked the time and she only had two minutes before the hell class would start. Picking up her bag and throwing the empty packets in a bin she walked to the restroom, washed her hands, adjusted her clothes, and went to her class. The reason why she delayed going to the class was that Veronica and Jack were in this class as well. She went inside and within a second, Jack hooted and before Veronica could utter a word, the head of the school walked in and everyone took their seats immediately. In a hurry, Emma sat on the empty seat in the front rather than her usual seat at the back. "Good afternoon class. I'm here to inform you about the sudden absence of Ms. Rebecca. Last night she was met with an accident." Gasps were heard all around and a wave of guilt washed over Emma who wished to not see Ms. Rebecca today. "Her ribs got fractured and her left leg was broken. She's out of danger and currently in the hospital. It would take her a cou
Emma is the kind of person who never trusts someone easily. She never warms up to anyone just after a few meets. Connor is the only person in this world whom she trusts. The invisible walls around her are high and strong. She didn't socialize, so almost all the time she kept to herself which led her to talk to herself. Work was hectic today as it was Monday evening. Customers kept rolling in and the time flew in a blink. It was late at night when her shift ended. Stacy has already left. Connor locked the gate as they both strolled to their path. Connor has been working here since before her. He was the one who got her job here. He has been her friend since she was 14. She always considered him as an elder brother who looked after his sister. He's 20 years old. Many times he offered her to sell her apartment and buy one near his house as her area wasn't safe but she never wanted to sell the only thing that was left of her family, so she declined his offer. But he was so worried for
"You did an excellent job, Emma." Her Science teacher, Ms. Alicia said with a smile on her face as she went through Emma's assignment. "Thank you," She said happily, making her nod as she placed her assignment aside. "You can leave now, dear." Ms. Alicia said, making Emma nod as she left her office. She barely took a few steps when she stopped dead in her tracks hearing a low growl from the room right beside her. "I'm hating this f**king shit!" Someone growled, making her jump in her place as she gaped at the door. Her eyes read the nameplate and she gulped reading Mr. Colt written in bold italic letters. "I'll rip your throat apart; the first thing I see you!" He growled dangerously and Emma stood frozen at her place.
"Ms. Richardson, come here and sit in the front." Pin drop silence, all sets of eyes were dead set on her, and once again she was the center of attention. Quietly standing up with slumped shoulders she gathered her stuff and walked to the front row. Calmly sat down on one of the empty seats. She didn't dare look up cause she was hundred percent sure Mr. Colt was watching her. "Close all your books and notes." He said curtly. "I'm giving you a surprise test." He announced and everyone's jaw dropped in shock. He handed a bunch of papers to a first student and motioned him to pass them in all rows. He just taught four classes and t
'What's up teddy bear? 😁' Her phone dinged with a message. She has an old android phone. It was her grandpa's and now she uses it. She checked the message and it was from Connor. No one had her number except Connor and her boss from the cafe so she didn't have to see who the text was from. 'Fan is up, you Fanta bottle.😂' She typed while smiling. After a one-minute pause, her phone dinged with a notification. 'Be ready on Sunday.🙃😉' Emma raised her brow at that winking emoji. 'For what?🤨' She typed back. 'It's your birthday dumbo and the food is on me.' A wide smile stretched on her lips. He remembers her birthday more than she did. 'Of course, the food is on you. Gosh, I'll eat the whole restaurant.😋🤩🥳' She typed while smiling. 'I'll pick you up at 8.❤️' He messaged and she smiled happily. Today was Friday, the last day of the hectic week. The only thing she was happy about this week was the absence of Mr. Colt. After his command to her about that tutoring thing.
Forest green to ocean blue! For the slightest second, everything stopped. Only the ticking of the clock could be heard. Both drowned in each other's eyes. Emma was the first to come back to her senses as she lowered her gaze. "C-clear." She answered softly while the man peered at her with an intense gaze. He looked as though he was in a trance. Her heart stopped beating for a second when he raised his hand towards her face. She watched his hand with her wide blue eyes. What was he doing? His fingers caressed her cheek, and a chill ran down her spine as she jerked back from his forbidden touch and it was enough for her to get off the chair abruptly. Her legs were jello and her heart was stuttering badly.
Fucking pathetic shit! This was the best his beta could do. To make him a fucking math teacher at this stupid high school. He was already pissed off at all the things going on among the packs and now he has to teach these bratty kids math! Xander rubbed his stubble-clad jaw when his phone started ringing. "What's up, Xander?" Came Ethan's voice making him grit his teeth in anger. "I'm gonna show you what's up in hell when I come back!" Xander growled lowly making Ethan chuckle lightly. "Sorry bro but this is all I could do. No one would ever suspect that an Alpha of Moon pack is teaching math at some high school." Ethan mused, making Xander angrier. "Come on! It's not that b