Freak

 “Out of my way, freak!” Demanded Talia Banks as she bumped into me pushing the books from my hand and onto the floor. She laughed walking away, meeting up with her two best friends, Morgan Wills and Courtney Fletcher. Talia and her posse were the popular girls, granted this was a college, and no longer high school. Popularity seemed to follow these girls wherever they went. I bent down to get the old second-hand books and notebooks when the girls circled back around to kick them further down the hallway. As I scooped up my things, I looked up to see Oliver and Oscar the McKinney twins, and their cousins Seth and Shane McKinney, who were identical twins, just like Oscar and Oliver. Oliver and Talia had started dating three weeks prior along with Oscar and Morgan. Seth had gotten with Courtney while she made her cousin Brittany Fletcher switch schools to be with Shane. They all watched me as I dusted my knees off and walked to my locker, where my only best friend Olivia was waiting for me. Liv and I had been best friends since we were young and she bullied her brothers Oliver and Oscar into leaving me alone. Their father, Raymond also has a twin Robert but they were fraternal, it was uncommon to have identical twins much fewer triplets in a wolf pack, and they had a set by twins themselves. As far as werewolves go we are fated to another, call it, mother nature’s way of having no say in who we choose. Sure, we can date and have sex with others but we can not conceive until the girls turn twenty-one. Even though men lead us, it is the women that have to be twenty-one to find our mates, and my birthday was tomorrow.

            “Juliet, I feel like I’ve been waiting here for hours,” Olivia complained, leaning up against my locker, her long bright red hair falling onto her freckled face. She lightly moved her hair and stood away from the lockers, her bright green eyes noticing the tears swelling in my dark brown ones. “Juliet, what happened?” She questioned, her hand cupping my face. “Was it those bitches?” She dropped her hand peering over my shoulder, she was two inches taller than me but still stood on tiptoe to look. “I’ll kill them!”

             “No, it’ll never stop with them,” I said as I opened my locker to put my books inside and take out another. “Let’s just go to class.” As we leave the classroom I stayed behind to fix the shoelace that had somehow broken in half, as I walked out I bumped into the burly chest of Oliver. I instinctively dropped my things, and my head immediately looked up at the chiseled features of the twins standing on one side of one another. Their black curly hair had wisps of red and their green eyes like their sister's were bright. They were the tallest in school at 6’8 no one dared mess with them except their baby sister. I wasn’t tall I happen to come up to the bottom of their chest, and they both looked down from the bridges of their long noses to meet my eyes. Suddenly, they closed their eyes and breathed in deeply, a sly smile crept on both of their faces, showing off their dimples.

            “You smell like roses,” Mumbled Oscar as he opened his eyes staring down at me.

            “And lilac” Chimed in Oliver. “Did you always smell so good, Brat?”

I don’t know why that nickname made me smirk, or suddenly make me flustered. My cheeks turned red and I felt myself tingle and wet my panties. “I.. uh... I’m sorry.” I replied as I bent down to pick up my things.

            “Oh my, brat,” Oliver stated as he took in another deep breath. I hurried down the hall and bumped into yet another chest. Shane grunted as he towered over me just like the other twins. He sniffed the air as he closed his bright blue eyes, Seth stepped up from behind his twin and took in a deep breath, running his hand through his dark brown hair that like his cousins also had some red in it.

            “Mmmm baby girl,” Shane growled instinctively without a thought.

            “Mmmmm why do you smell so damn good?” Questioned Seth coming closer to me.  I felt the heat rise in my cheeks and my panties become wetter from hearing that nickname. I didn’t know what was happening, so I clutched my books and pushed past them running through the hall. Suddenly, I tripped and fell on my face, Talia and her friends were laughing and kicking my books across the hall. This created a fuss as people started to gather, I could hear them all spuing their venom calling me names, as I looked for help. I felt a sharp pain hit my stomach, then another hit my head, I closed my eyes and balled up. 

             “What the fuck are you doing?!” Screamed a familiar voice. 

             “What the hell?” I heard another voice shout, I felt myself being picked up, and I winced in pain.

              “Shit, shit, oh my god, Brat!” I knew that voice but what was he doing?