Rejected By One Alpha, But Claimed By Three

“How dare such a lowly human pester Draven, don’t you have any shame?”

My knees gave out as Rebecca, our university's head cheerleader and resident mean girl, shoved me down, making me kneel before everyone in A Class.

She didn’t know anything about Draven and me. For the last three months, we had been secretly dating.

Her actions however were becoming ridiculous.

I felt a sharp sting across my cheek, the resounding sound of her hand hitting my cheek filled the classroom.

The pain radiates across my cheek, tears stinging my eyes. I could feel the blood rushing to the surface.

“Draven is Augustus Lupine Academy’s top elite,” Rebecca said, flicking her champagne blonde hair over her shoulder.

“A poor scholarship student isn't even close to being part of the same world as Draven, so stop daydreaming, it’s pathetic.”

I kept quiet, this wasn’t my first time being ridiculed and treated like trash since enrolling in Augustus Lupine Academy.

After all, Augustus Lupine Academy or Lupine as the students call it, is the top elite university, its business administration major, my major, is the best program in the country.

Lupine put a lot into their best major, the pride of the university. So, they divided it into classes that were based on academic rankings throughout the year.

But then there's A Class, where all the top students in the academy were, and where social status was key to who could join.

I could only enroll because I received a scholarship,I was the only student to ever receive a scholarship for Lupine.

Elite schools like Lupine need to show that they are “open” to people outside the one percent tax bracket.

That being said, I’m the only poor student to grace the halls of Augustus Lupine Academy, ever.

Being the token “poor person” has garnered a lot of resentment with the other students who look down on me.

Especially with A Class students who have high self-esteem and pride in their school.

But Draven was the exception.

The one who sits at the top of Lupine, Draven Landry. Son of a tech billionaire, Draven is also incredibly handsome with his soft chocolate hair and his soul stirring honey colored eyes.

Paired with his tall, athletic build, makes him the dream lover of all the girls in Lupine.

Three months ago I had just closed up at my part time job at Lilly of the Valley, a little florist shop I started working at over the summer.

I was exhausted after an unusually busy day and didn't realize the light had changed. So, I started to cross the street, then everything after became a blur.

I remember a horn blairring and the blinding light of the car barreling towards me.

When suddenly I felt weightless, the world spinning around me, closing my eyes, waiting for impact.

But nothing happened. No, just a heavy weight on top of me, and the soft grass underneath me.

Slowly opening my eyes,my breath caught in my throat. My pale blue eyes locked on the molten honey colored ones above.

I never saw how he got to me before the car did, but I was grateful he had. From the moment we locked eyes, I found myself infatuated with my savior.

Ever since that night we would bump into each other. I thought it was fate or destiny but regardless, running into Draven became the best part of my day.

Until one day, about a week after we met, I decided to tell him how I felt and let the chips fall where they will.

Shock and overwhelming happiness hit me when Draven accepted my confession and asked me out.

The next three months passed in a blur of tender kisses, gentle caresses, hot sex and overwhelming love.

Then a few days ago I suddenly couldn’t reach Draven. My calls didn’t go through, my texts blocked.

To say I was worried was an understatement but the nagging feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach kept growing.

Which leads to my current situation. I came to A Class to make sure he was okay and get some answers.

But now I sit on my knees in the middle of A Class with a swollen cheek and tears threatening to spill.

Being ridiculed by Rebecca for stepping foot inside their classroom where ordinary students never dared to go before, was nothing I couldn’t handle.

“ I’m looking for Draven,” I said, gritting through the pain.

“What could someone of your status possibly want with someone of Draven’s caliber?” Rebeeca demands, grabbing my face with her manicured nails digging into my skin.

“ I’m his girlfriend, our business has nothing to do with you,” I grit out as her grip tightens.

Revealing my relationship with Draven set off Rebecca, worse than the fact that I dared to enter A Class territory.

Rebecca reeled back like I had personally hit her before grabbing me by my hair, dragging me in front of Draven.

“Draven,” I called out softly.

Draven sat in his seat looking unaffected, his perfect hair styled, his tailored uniform pristine, the deep bluish purple of the Lupine crest stood in its pride on his jacket.

Draven was completely fine.

The worry gave way to the dread building in my stomach.

Glancing over at me, his eyes which had once looked at me with warmth were indifferent. Turning to Rebecca, “Who is she?” Draven’s cold, detached voice cut through me.

“This trash said she was your girlfriend,” Rebecca asked, voice full of disgust and disbelief, “is she?”

Draven sighs tiredly, “ I would never debase myself by having anything to do with someone like her.”

Draven’s gaze lands on me.

“She’s been trying to get close to me, it’s become quite a problem honestly,” Draven said annoyed.

Since coming to A Class, this was the first time Draven said anything to me.

“ If you continue to bother me, I’ll call the police.”

His words left no room for discussion.

The classroom erupts in laughter. My heart lay shattered in my chest but no one gave a damn.

I was so caught up in my heartbreak, I didn’t notice the moment Rebecca held something over my head.

Cold coffee rained down on me as the elites of A Class howled in laughter like a bunch of wild hyenas.

“This is for pestering someone so far above you. Make sure you remember your place from now on,” Rebecca snarks, shaking the last few drops of coffee on my head.

“Get out and never come back.”

Scrambling to my feet, I hurried out of the room.

Holding back my tears I rushed back to my dorm. Dripping in coffee, my uniform stained and my white shirt clinging to my skin.

I pull my black uniform jacket close across my chest, hurrying through campus. My embarrassment grew with all the whispers and looks as I passed by.

Taking the stairs two at a time, I reach my dorm entrance just as Cathy, my best friend passes by.

Cathy was the only one from A Class, apart from Draven that treated me well. She helped me handle the students who would laugh, and ridicule me for being a poor scholarship student.

The moment that Cathy’s emerald eyes land on me and the sorry state of my uniform she pulls me into my room.

“Oh Katie Kat, what happened,” Cathy asked, brushing my matted hair away from my face.

Between her kind words and the safety of the dorm room, I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore.

Burying my head in my hands my tears fell.

“Katie, seriously, what happened?” Cathy asked again, worried.

“ It’s- It’s freaking Draven and A Class,” I told her sobbing.

“What happened with Draven,” Cathy asks confusedly. “You guys were in your perfect love bubble last I knew, I mean you are Draven’s destined one. I’ve always said that.

I scoff so upset by how Draven acted just now, that Cathy’s words brought a new bout of tears to her eyes.

“Destined one, yeah right,” I said, shaking my head telling Cathy everything.

“ I can’t believe him,” Cathy said once I finished,” I told Draven this whole time that you are his, his destined one and he goes and pulls this crap.”

I smile softly at Cathy as she fumes over what Draven did. I always found it super sweet that she thought that we were soulmates, if such a thing even existed.

I chuckle, shaking my head, “Who was I kidding, I’m not someone worthy enough to be the lover of a billionaire's son.”

“Hey don’t say that, you're ten thousand times better than Draven in my heart, Katie Kat,” Cathy said hands on her hips, dead serious.

“You should just dump his elitist ass and find a handsome new guy to roll around in the sheets with for the night,” Cathy said, pulling me into a tight hug.