6. The bully and her savior

ASTRID

I took in a deep breath and exhaled before entering the school dormitory. I received a call shortly after I left Noah’s place that I have been given another chance to continue my studies at the academy again.

I was excited. I didn’t know why and who could have possibly changed the mind of the headmistress but I was excited.

It was also terrifying for me to go back there after all that happened but it was better to be there than to go back to a house I would never be welcomed in.

I had just a year and a few months before I left this school and all I had to do was keep my head down and avoid Adriana and her friends until I left.

It was nighttime when I returned back to the dormitory. I snuck my way into my old room and could barely sleep because I had the intention of waking up early before the others woke so that they wouldn't see me and bully me.

Just as I intended, I woke up an hour earlier and sneakily went around to get dressed before making my way to school. I used the opportunity to sleep in class before it was time for the first lessons.

“Holy shit. What is she doing here?” Adriana uttered as she looked at my direction.

I knew where she was but I didn’t look at her because I didn’t want any trouble.

“Wasn’t she expelled?” Anna asked.

“She was so what the fuck is she doing here?” Adrianna replied.

“Get up.” Adriana said to me.

“Good morning.” I said to her, my voice a little shaky.

“What’s so good about the morning now that I’ve seen your face? What the fuck are you doing here? You aren’t a student and you aren’t welcome here so get the fuck out of the class!” She exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes were now on us.

“I was…”

She cuts me off. “If I’m forced to touch you then you know it’s not going to be fine so get the fuck up and get out slut!”

“Good morning class.” It was the voice of our home room teacher.

While the others replied to him, Adriana didn’t take her eyes off me or acknowledge the presence of the teacher simply because she was the principal’s daughter and there was nothing that he could do to her.

“What’s going on there?” Our homeroom teacher Mr Isaac, questioned.

“She got expelled but now she’s in class.” Anna replied to him.

“Shes not. She was called back.” He replied.

“What?” Adriana gasped, now turning to look at him.

“Yes. So I need everyone to go back to their seats so we can start today's classes. Is that clear?” Mr Isaac said to her, dismissing the topic.

“You have got to be kidding me!” Adriana hissed before walking out of the class.

“Where are you going to Adriana?” Mr Isaac asked but she didn’t answer.

Anna followed behind Adriana.

“Alright class. Everyone back to what we are supposed to do.” Mr Isaac said before he started teaching.

All the while he was teaching, I could barely concentrate because I was hearing whispers about me. I tried not to pay attention to it but I couldn’t help it.

The second class, I had with Damien and the seconds I saw him, all I could recall was how he treated me and how I was nothing but a game to him.

“Stay strong.” I said mentally to mentally as I entered the class.

“Please don’t come close to me. Please don’t come close to me.” I said to myself when I noticed that Damien was coming closer to me.

“Hey.” He said to me with his signature smile, one that in the past would make my heart flutter but seeing it now only fueled my anger.

I was so stupid letting myself fall for that.

“I’m talking to you, won’t you at least acknowledge my presence?”

“Don’t speak to him. Don’t answer him.” I mentally said to myself.

“Come on babe. You used to be excited each time you heard my voice so what’s with the attitude?” He said, sarcasms laced on his tone.

I clenched my fist.

He attempted to touch me and I slapped him hands off. “Don’t touch me!”

He chuckled. “So you speak.”

“And what’s with the attitude? Who the fuck do you think you are that I cannot touch? Your worthless omega that is in our academy because of our money!” He spat.

I glared at him.

“What? What are you going to do?” He pushed my head a little and I staggered a little.

Damien was tall, way taller than me that my head could barely reach his shoulder. He was intimidating and inside of me I was scared because I knew how aggressive he could be.

“Quit looking at me that way.” He pushed my head again. “Who the fuck do you think you are? How dare you look at me like that.” He pushed my head again.

My eyes formed with tears. I was already shaking. Everyone in the class had gathered around us and they watched as he treated me with amusement on their face as usual.

“You cheap whore. I’m trying to give you attention and instead of you being grateful, you are glaring at me? How dare you!” He growled.

I shivered from the sound of his voice.

He pushed my head again with his index and middle finger and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I burst out in tears. “What!”

“What is it! What do you want from me!” I shouted, surprised at my own voice.

“Wow. And the fucking bitch can shout. How dare you!” He lifted his arms up to slap me and I closed my eyes to prepare to welcome his palm against my cheek but it never came.

I slowly opened my eyes to see someone standing in between Damien and I, holding Damien’s hand that was hanging in the air.

“You again? What the fuck are you doing?” Damien spat.

“Stopping you from trying to touch my girl. Didn’t I warn you already?” Noah replied.