Amelia's pov
"Sorry, had to get something in the library," A soft male voice came from the doorway.
I turned around in the chair, my eyes falling on a lanky guy standing in the doorway awkwardly.
His hair is dark brown, his eyes dark and protected by huge frames. He's pretty tall too.
"Amelia meet Foster, he'll show you around the school and help you get to your classes." Principal Jester uttered.
I nod, taking the paper from his clutches and rising to my feet. Foster flushed as I approach him.
Foster turns to me, his face flustered. "Hi. Welcome to Creek High. Foster Miller at your service ma'am." He outstretched his hands politely.
I smiled. "Ma'am? I don't think anyone has referred to me as such." I joked and shook his hand firmly. "I'm Amelia White."
We started walking, him asking me to hand him the paper. He scanned it. "So where are you from Amelia? Hard to get new students here. Especially in the middle of the semester." He chuckled and spared me a quick glance.
"I'm from Michigan." I answered.
His brows raised. "And what brings you here in this small town?"
I looked away from him and swallowed. I didn't want to talk about what brought me here. If I do, I'd have to mention my mom. I wasn't ready to talk about her.
Thankfully Foster understood and changed the subject.
" So are you an introvert or extrovert? You know, I need to know if we can hang." He joked, making me giggle.
"Definitely an introvert." I nod, smiling at him. He managed to take my mind off of his previous question.
He raised his hand in a fist and pumps the air. "Yes. Introverts for the win."
I shake my head, biting my lower lip to suppress my smile. I squirmed closer to him when a bunch of rowdy boys ran down the hallway.
"Hey watch it Chad!" A girl screech as she is nearly thrown down.
Foster snorted. "Normal day in Creek High."
"Okay so I'll show you around the school and then bring you to your first class. What do you say? Up for a little tour?" He flashed me a grin. I smiled back in return. "Yeah."
Foster showed me around. I was aware of curious stares all throughout, but I was determined to not make them get to me. If there's one thing I hate, it was attention. And I was massing a lot of it....unfortunately.
But I understood that I was fresh meat....basically a shiny new toy in the school. Who wouldn't want to inspect it, aka me.
"So this is the gym where we usually have to run laps and play dodge ball. I'm actually convinced that my face is a magnet for balls." He snorted as he opened the door.
The sound of a grunt reaches my ears the second those doors parted, followed by another louder and wheezier one. My eyes quickly fall on three boys. Well four to be precise. Two boys held one of the boys arms while one reared his hand back. It was obvious what was going on.
I looked at the boy they held. His mouth bled, his teeth stained with red. The two boys who held him, attention snapped to me, which led for the bigger guy who was doing all the damage to look over his shoulder.
I gripped my bag strap the second he does.
Those green eyes fell into mine. Straight nose, full lips with a piercing just tickles from the corner of his lips. Thick brows with a piercing on one, angular sharp jawline....
God this guy looked like a Greek God. He was the hottest guy I had ever seen.
Too bad.....he seemed like a bully.
I took a step forward, only for Foster to wrap his fingers around the bone of my wrist and shook his head at me.
His eyes held something.
Was that fear?
He gulped. "You better not Amelia. It would be best to leave them to whatever they are doing."
I looked back at the four guys, specifically the one they held, while I try my hardest to not look at the one with striking green eyes.
The boy's lips are curled into a smirk as he spits out the blood on the floor.
"Is that all you got Raiden?" He spits, his smirk growing despite his jaw looking like it was broken.
"But they're-" I started and looked back over at Foster. His eyes grow with more uneasiness and fear. He shook his head furiously.
"Trust me. It's normal here. It would be best to go now." He tugged me.
I bit my bottom lip and reluctantly let him pull me away from the scene. I looked back once before the doors closed behind me.
Those green eyes.....
Why were they causing some tickling feeling in my stomach?
I turn around. "Are you sure we shouldn't call the principal? Something bad can happen. I think we should go back and stop it."
I turn around to head back but Foster stopped me.
"Mirabella, you're new here. There's one thing you should know about Creek High, in fact about the entire town. You mind your business and keep walking. People like us should not meddle in people like them, business. Trust me. Snitching won't help."
There's a warning in his tone that made me uneasy. It was like he knew something I didn't.
Whatever was happening in that gym....must be normal around here like he had mentioned. Perhaps he knew better. Maybe it was best to heed his warning.
We started walking away, my gaze going back every once in a while to see if anyone of those boys stepped out of the gym.
"So who were those guys in here?" I questioned Foster, sweeping my gaze over to him.
He looks over at me and with a sigh, answered. "The blonde one, with red streaks in his hair is Lester. Kinda a goth, kinda weirdly always quiet. The one with brown long hair is Damon. That one is literally a man whore and usually causes trouble around here. The guy they were beating up, his name is Casper. They usually always have an issue with him. And the one who literally screams danger with inky black shaggy hair is Raiden. That one, he's literally the God of the school. Everyone literally worship the ground he walks on. Can you blame them though? Guy is a walking super model."
My nose twitched. "But seems like a huge bully. All three of them."
Foster side eyed me. "Just stay clear of them Amelia. Trust me, you don't want to be on their bad side."
Raiden's pov"Isn't that the same girl from earlier? She looks new." Damon chuckled when the door closed behind the cute blonde girl and Foster.I strained my ears to hear their conversation.AmeliaThat name suited her."If you three are just going to yap about fresh meat, at least release me. I'm getting bored." Casper exhaled annoyed.I turn my attention back to him and reared my hand back. My fist went flying to his jaw and the satisfying sound of his jawbone breaking reaches my ears.He grunted, spitting out the blood on the floor. "Well that's more like it, little Alpha." He mocked.My knuckles slammed on bones and skin relentlessly. I wasn't giving that fucker enough time to heal.By the time I was done, Casper was on his knees. He spat crimson on my shoes."How many?" I questioned in a deadly calm voice.He raised his eyes to mine, a smirk still on his lips. " I told you she was willing to let me drink from her."" I don't fucking believe your word for it Casper." I sneered, r
Amelia's povThe second the bell rang I packed my bag and throw the strap over my shoulder. I was out of that class in less than a minute."Amelia,"There goes his smooth husky voice behind me.I stiffen, looking around for Foster as I try to ignore the brooding guy behind me. He didn't look like someone I'd catch their attention. So it was weird that he was trying to talk to me.Especially after I saw what he had done to that guy earlier.Where the hell was Foster?He said he'd meet me out here to show me to my next class."For being so short, you sure do walk fast." Raiden chuckled beside me.I gulped. He caught up.I gave him a slight glare from the corner of my eye, as I scooted away from him. " Can you like, leave me alone?"He raised a thick brow. "Why for?"I'm about to answer him when Foster calls me over. "Hey Amelia, over here!" He lifted his hand up, gesturing for me to come over.I looked at Raiden whose brows knot in a frown and then grumble under my breath. "Just stay aw
♡ Amelia's pov ♡I frowned.I was in his seat?I looked at the desk closely, it was new and unmarked.I looked up and my eyes connected with those green swirls that made my stomach knot.I ignored the feeling and voiced. "Your seat?"The tip of Raiden's lips curled up into a barely there smirk. "Yes, Amelia,"The way he said my name. I clenched my thighs together.What the hell was that feeling?"You're in my seat." He finished with a broader grin.My frown deepened.Was he so much of a jerk to actually make me change seats!?I scowled. "There's an empty chair here." I pointed at the vacant chair and desk beside me."But I don't want to sit there. I want my seat." He stressed, eyes flashing in amusement.I looked behind him at Mr. Scott, expecting him to tell Raiden to find another chair, one preferably vacant.But Mr. Scott was actually avoiding staring at us.I looked around the entire room. Everyone seemed to look at me with pity.Were they all afraid of Raiden?Was he some kind of
Raiden's pov" You've been giving that new girl attention all day today. Are you sure you don't want to bone that human?" Damon snorted, side-eyeing me.Lester pushes forward, his forearms on the seats. "The small blonde girl?" He questioned with furrowed brows.I rolled my eyes. "Jesus fucking Christ Damon, of course not. I was just teasing the damn girl."Damon snorted. "Teasing her eh? You were eye fucking her in the class, during lunch and literally was looking for the girl before we left. Bruh that little human caught your attention."I let out a groan running my hand down my face. "I don't care for humans, especially to fuck them."Damon laughed. "You probably shouldn't, they couldn't handle us any way."Lester snorted. "You toy with human girls on a regular Damon."Damon shrugged. "Yeah but at least they are bigger than that tiny girl. One thrust and she breaks. She won't be able to take on a wolf's cock."I grit my teeth. Somehow I didn't like the way he spoke about her. But
Amelia's povHer hostile voice didn't catch me off guard. I could somehow already sense she was a bitch as soon as she stepped into the diner. And her being around Raiden only proved her nasty personality.You'd have to be equally evil for you to be with a bully like Raiden.I narrowed my eyes, standing up, making her arch her neck. " And I am done listening," I uttered with no emotion in my voice and leaned forward slightly. " What will you do about it?" I arched a challenging brow.She looked surprised at first but then her eyes flashed an odd color that made me question if it was reality or not. " New girl have some balls," she sneered, gripping the edge of the table.Raiden's hand fall on hers, gripping as he commanded. " Calm down."And she did, slackening in his arms and plastered on a fake smile. " I like a girl who can bite," her girl friends giggled. " Why don't you come to the party I am hosting tomorrow night?"This girl must have a hundred personalities. One minute she is
Amelia's povToday started off as a shitty day. Not only did I get soaked to the bone because of the rain but the fans in the bathroom were not bloody working.It was freezing, I was freezing, I was literally shivering and there was no heat in this school. I groan, kicking the edge of the stall. The weather had looked pretty clear before leaving the house yet when dad dropped me off, suddenly the heavens poured on me."Hey," some girl in the stall I had just kicked shout. "You're disturbing my shit."I scrunched up my nose and decided I needed someone to help me. But I didn't really know anyone here yet and I wasn't sure Foster or Pickett was here. I got out of the bathroom and looked around.I was super early and the hallways were not crowded as yet. I sighed in relief when I spotted the short familiar girl with curly hair standing before a locker I presume is hers. I rush over to her, hoping Pickett would help me.She's startled a little at my appearance. " Please tell me you can he
Amelia's povI licked my lips, lifting one of my brow. " You know, where I am from, this is considered bullying and harassment."Look away Amelia. Don't stare into his stunning eyes. They'll trap you and make you feel things you've never felt before.One of his thick brows angled up in an amused arch. "Hmm. Where I am from, it mostly means I want to be friends with you."My nose wiggled as if I had smelt something nasty, which was the lies coming from his pillowy looking lips. "Bullshit. You don't want to be friends with me."His eyes danced and his eyes fall to my lips. "You're right. I don't want to be friends with you Amelia," the tip of his tongue draw out of his mouth and he brush it across his bottom lip, causing a stir in my soul. " I want something more." My heart skipped a sharp beat at his words and I interlocked my fingers, licking my rather dry lips as I looked away. " Well you better give up now, because you won't get it anything more." I heard his breathy snort before
Amelia's pov" Please tell me this isn't Raiden's hoodie," Foster's lips are slackened into a gape as he stared at the very oversized hoodie currently swallowing my petite figure.I winced, my fingers playing with the strap of my bag. " It is, but I am to return it later on."Foster looks terrified. " Amelia," he swallowed and looked behind me. Intrigued, I turn to stare at who had made him look like he swallowed a huge marble down his throat. My eyes fall on her, her narrowing eyes lighting up fire on the hoodie. She looks vexed.I rolled my eyes. "He's the one who pushed me to take it. It means nothing and if she has an issue with it, she should speak to him about it." I shrugged. My mom taught me to not fear anyone, including girls like Dayna.Foster doesn't look convinced and swallows, his eyes on Dayna. " I don't know Amelia, she looks pissed off."She does, there's no denying how much steam is coming out from her ears as she shoots me with silent death threats. I tugged at Raide