Chapter-6

Just a head's up, there will be a lot of POV shifting from Ava to Noah.

Ava's POV:

I had a very good sleep. I got a bit worried about my sleeping last night, considering this is a new place for me and a new space as well. But given my traveling and settling down, I got tired.

And this morning feels so pleasant as it is nearer to the woods. I woke up with the chirping sounds of birds and it felt so good, a perfect start to my best day.

I am an extrovert, so making new friends was never really a problem for me. I am a little excited about going to the new school, meeting new people, and making new friends.

I got ready and wore dark blue jeans and an oversized red Tee. I specifically chose this outfit for the first day. Red compliments my color. I looked at my image in the mirror for one last time before I stepped out of the cabin.

I set my classic bangs with my fingers. Classic because they are classic and the other reason I call them classic is, it's been my hairstyle for a long time. I have a scar on my forehead, a little one. Not as big as Harry Potter and obviously not given by "the one who must not be named".

Mom said I have been having this since I was a kid, I could even observe them in my childhood pics. As I grew up, people started to laugh at my scar or at times random stares and that's when I decided that I would cover the scar, no matter what and no matter how long.

I decided to go early as it was my first day and I didn't want to be late. Pro-tip, never be late on your first day.

I walked to school and it was already a bit crowded. I see students running here and there. I am excited and completely ready for this new change. I collected my class schedule and wanted to look around on my own. But first, I made my way to the lockers.

I spotted a girl beside my locker. She looked petite and attractive and she had a different kind of beauty. In short, she looks amazing. Come on Ava, it's your time to make a new friend, I tell myself.

I walked to my locker.

"Hey," I say.

She looks at me, but she kind of looks scared.

"I am sorry if I scared you", I apologized.

"Oh no, it's not like that. It's just that my mind was somewhere else" she said, "Hi" she replied.

I returned her a smile.

"You look beautiful," I said.

I have this urge to say whatever I feel like, even if it's praising someone or pointing them out.

"You think so?" the girl questioned and I nodded my head.

"Thank you, no one ever said that to me" she smiled.

"Oh, they must be blind," I said.

"By the way, I am Ava". I introduced myself.

"Hi Ava, I am Mary" she replied with a handshake.

She felt warm, I mean her body temperature.

We both started walking along the corridor and found an empty bench at the corner. We both sat there casually, as we still had some time before the classes started.

"Have you seen Noah? He looks so hot" a random girl, who was sitting across from us commented.

I saw Mary, shifted uncomfortably from the corner of my eye when they mentioned the name, Noah.

"Even I have seen him, he looks like a Greek god," the other girl commented.

"The last time I have seen him was when he visited our lands," another girl said.

Soon, people around me, I mean all the girls and a few of the boys as well, started talking about Noah.

Who is this Noah? Why is everyone talking about him?

"Who is Noah?"I whispered to Mary.

Most of the heads turned toward my side and I saw a bit of fear in Mary's eyes. She gulped and looked around.

I am sure I whispered, but why are these people looking as if they heard what I asked?

"You didn't tell me where you are staying?"Mary asked, which was clearly off topic.

My eyebrows knitted together. What is she talking about? Her question is completely irrelevant. This clearly says that she wants to ignore the topic. I just smiled.

"I stay in a cabin, it is almost near to the woods" I replied, and she nodded.

But who is no Noah? Does he look like Noah from the kissing booth? If he looked like him, I would surely fall head over heels for him.

"Hey Mary, Just give me 5 minutes. I will go to the washroom before heading to class," I say, and she nods.

I silently left the place, avoiding all the weird stares I was getting. But in some corner of my mind, the name Noah is lingering around. Brushing off all the thoughts, I made my way to the washroom.

Noah's POV:

I dressed in complete black. I always gave priority to my appearance. People, human or not, always judge a book by its cover. Dad bought me a new car as we are starting school. I didn't want to take it, but it's the situation and, of course, the car is a Buggati Chiron, so I couldn't say no.

I met Stephen and Mike downstairs and I started school. Yup, skip breakfast for the day. Not in the mood. Not at all. My mood is so bad right now, even a small thing can trigger me. I don't want to study, I don't want to be with humans.

"Who knows, maybe you will love it" Adam spoke.

"Shutup, I don't need your opinion on this"I replied to him.

"Or who knows, maybe we can find our mate," he said.

"One more word and you will be blocked", I threatened this time.

"I ain't scared of you", Adam yawned. This fucker, I thought to myself.

"Man, are you excited?" Stephen asked. I ignored that question as if I hadn't paid attention.

"Excited about what? to get laid by or played by?"Mike replied.

I chuckled at that.

"Guys, I want to say only one thing. Don't let humans discover our existence and, other than that we are free, no one is on our backs.No Alpha, "I say.

Yeah, the only best part I can see in this whole scene is no one is around to control us.

And the worst part? I am 20 and need to act like a 16 or 17? That's the shittiest thing.

I parked the car and we all entered the building. I can sense many werewolves' presence here.

Some are scared by the presence of their future Alpha, while some are excited about being in the human school and meeting new people.

Coming to myself, I don't really know how I am feeling right now, it's kind of neutral. It's always the *Go with the flow* for me.

I like exploring things alone, so here I am roaming around.

I heard noises from a far end of a lone corridor. Thanks to my werewolf abilities, I am able to hear those muffles. I made my way to the end, and I can clearly imagine what is going on out there. Someone is ganging up on a weak human or maybe bullying.

That's what arrogant idiots do. To make them feel powerful, they torture the weak. Idiots, I rolled my eyes.

I see that the washrooms are at the other end of the corridor where these people are there. I glanced at the students and they stopped what they were doing and everyone looked at me. The innocent kid who was getting bullied looked at me with hope-filled eyes.

Sorry pal, I am of no help. I thought to myself. Never get involved with humans or their fights.

I resume my walk as if I have seen nothing as if it didn't bother me at all. Because it would be a lie if I said I am unbothered, it's more like I don't want to get involved.No one knows but I am trying my best to control my anger.

So I started walking as if nothing happened.

"Hey, you. Stop right there"one of the guys said.

I paused for a second and started walking again, ignoring them.

"How dare you, fucker" a guy placed his hand on me from behind.

This was it, it was the final straw. He did a mistake.

I caught his hand and twisted it over, pushing him to the wall with only half of my strength. I can guess that he is human and if I used my full strength I would break some of his bones.

He started to yelp in pain. "Put your hands away from me"I whisper yell in his ears. His face is turning red.

The other came running towards me. I pulled the guy away from the wall and threw him at the other. The two fell to the ground.

If they are not dumb, the rest of the guys won't try to approach me.

"I was minding my own business, it was you people who provoked me, "I say.

"How dare you hit my friends", another guy rushed towards me.

Oh, seems like these people are dumb heads. I see students gathering around. Ugh, I don't want this drama now.

I punched him in the face, which made him stumble, and he took a step back.

"Look, I was minding my own business, it's you guys who meddled. It's better if we let this go now and you guys don't ever dare to cross my paths. I am letting you go this time, but I bet it won't be the same the next time ", I warned them with a very subtle but deep voice.

They are scared. I could see that on their faces and that poor student felt thankful to me as they all ran away from there.

I am trying to clear my head but it will take some time to control my wolf, Adam, as well.

I started walking but there stood a girl in the middle of the corridor where everyone else had already made a way for me, but she stood in the middle, confused, and angry. I didn't have time to distinguish her expression.

"Move" I yelled.

She trembled at my voice and stepped aside.

"Humans" I whispered under my breath as I shook my head.

Ava's POV:

Shaking off all the weird glances I received minutes ago, I made my way to the washrooms. I came to a halt when I saw two people fighting in the corridor. I had to stop, I couldn't pass through them as if I hadn't seen them hitting each other.

It's almost like a group of people trying to hit a person but he is dodging it smoothly.

I just stood there helpless and hating whatever was happening in front of me. How can a person hit students? He is such a bully, I thought. This is too much violence for me.

Soon all the other students started to gather around and enjoy the fight. And I am just too stunned to speak. How people are entertained by the fight.

Finally, it ended and the person started to walk in my direction.

I am angry about what he has done. How can he hit people? And I am not okay with it.

He came face to face with me with an annoyed expression. I am frozen in my spot.

"Move" he yelled so loudly, it sent chills down my spine. I got frightened by his voice and took a step back.

He walked past me without having any care about the world. Two other boys joined him and they three walked away. All the girls around were fanning over him and I just stood there, looking at him and wondering god knows what?

Mary came running to my side. "Are you okay, Ava?" She asked, looking scared.

I didn't know what to answer so I simply nodded at her.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"He is Noah Smith" she replied.

"The Noah girls were talking about before?"I said.

"Hmm" she replied.

Soon school ended. I bid byes to Mary and started to walk back to my room. I started to think about the day on my way back.

The day was good, everything was fine, new school, new people except the morning drama and Noah Smith.

I got back home and the sky started to turn dark by the time I completed my chores. I settled down at my desk and started to write my diary.

I mentioned how the first day here and all. Of course, about Noah as well. How can I forget him?

When everyone around me started talking about Noah this morning, I expected him to be "Noah" from the kissing booth. But he is nothing like him.

Of course, he has the height and the body, but nah, I don't understand what the rest of the girls see in him and I don't?

Maybe I don't like the way he was freely hitting students and walking out of the place and how can I forget the way he yelled at me? How did I let him yell at me? How can he disrespect me like that? How dare he?

I have to meet him tomorrow and make him apologize. I won't tolerate such behavior from anyone. He had better apologize.

I never wanted a man like him in my life.

Noah's POV:

As soon as I reached the pack, I hit the training. My day was so shit and it disturbed my mood. I was minding my own business and those fuckers were having problems with that as well.

I couldn't let out my anger and frustration this morning, so I vented out everything on my punching bag and it got torn.

I looked at my knuckles and I could see blood on them. They slowly started to heal and I smirked.

Finished my dinner and tried to get to sleep, because I have to deal with humans again tomorrow. I need energy.

As I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, there were flashes of that deadly night and I had to wake up from the nightmare. If I didn't, then I would have to feel that night all over again.

I woke up with a heavy breath. The night when I lost my mom. The night which I am trying to forget but it has become my nightmare.

I hope I can sleep peacefully one day.