THE ALPHA KING SAMAEL

"Please try and make less troubles this time", my dad said seriously his face full of pleading. I expressionesly looked past the truck's window as it wheezed by the seemingly endless beautiful blonde grass totally ignoring his talk. "I'm talking to you Samael!" he spitted angrily whilst accidentally accelerating the truck for a short moment. I turned to look at him, his face that had began to have wrinkles , his greying hair and those serious blue eyes . Whenever he was angry, which was of course a really common occurrence, he would call me by my full name, Samael then his eyebrows would furrow so deeply such that they would meet right between his eyes forming a v- shape. " I get it dad..." I grumbled " I'll be nice... you just have to have some tiny faith in me" my dad can really be a pain in the neck atimes, he had actually been ranting about being disciplined for the better part of our long tiresome journey. He sighed in an obvious tired manner while sending me a quick glance bef

"wake up" a pillow was thrown at my head. I grumbled as I stood up, I was rather grateful today that yesterday's cock forgot to crow. Kate was standing beside my bed fully dressed for school. Her hair was tied into a tight ponytail leaving only a strand of hair by her left ear loose ."Well are you gonna get up and prepare for school or will you just stare the whole day", she squinted her brows to make her seem more angrier"Ok Cinderella" I chuckled as I entered the bathroom"10 minutes and we will leave , so unless you want to find yourself a way to the academy , feel free to take your time in there" I heard her stomping away. Jeez, I wasn't even planning on going with them. Either way I still had to be admitted with Uncle Stark by my side and since Uncle Stark was Kate's ride, I was obviously making her late . I quickly cleaned up, dressed and headed outside in a span of seven minutes. I was even surprised at my speed today, a roadway to change, I was thrilled .

At 3 pm, we headed over to a large laboratory for science practical. By that time I seemed to have already made two nerd friends with was considered to me a very big improvement. Our tutor this time was the principal and all twelfth graders were present which included the players , cheerleaders and the pale looking students. I noticed that their number had increased to about more than a dozen. " Scatter, I don't want to see you with your classmates on the same table. Cruiz stop mumbling and move" he said. Cruiz who was busy telling me about the school stopped and strutted to the next table. I also moved towards an empty table. Then , then I saw Ashley Lanay heading over. It was like the whole world had frozen around me, I didn't even notice other students who joined me at the table. She stood across the table just opposite me , I could see the edges of her ears slightly redden. I really love her, or is this just a crush I'm developing? I have a girlfriend , get a grip on yours

I was brought in a room reeking of medicine I already started to feel nauseated. "Place him on the bed." a middle aged woman stared emotionlessly at me. "Hold this, it'll help with the bleeding" she gave me a wet towel motioning me to hold it above my nose. I let out a low carp feeling a crack on the edge of my nose, the dude broke my nose. "What color is this?" she held a card before my eyes. " mblanck" I muttered. I know I sounded funny but that was it, my nose just couldn't allow me to speak correctly. The nurse noted some things down, bandaged my swollen nose then gave me some painkillers."You have a minor concussion; the blow really had some weight on. Was it the basketball players?" she asked glancing at me. I wondered if it was that painfully obvious. I only nodded my head. "You are new here, aren't you?" I nodded back again at her. "It's best if you stay out of their radar if you at least want to survive this school." She advised with a smile. I took a while to inspect

I'm in the hospital? How the fuck did I get here? I'm even on life support machine? I roughly pulled the tubes out of my arms and the breathing equipment. I just fainted for a moment and had about one of the weirdest dreams in my life only to wake up in a ward room, like I was almost dead. This is unacceptable, I angrily stood up. I've always hated hospitals to my very core, they couldn't help my mom, and I abhorred them. Someone even had the audacity to dress me I a stupid blue hospital gown."You can't do that boy," I saw a slightly chubby nurse hurry inside the room I was in. Her squinted eyes showed that she was serious and that she was really experienced in handling stubborn patients. But I was more serious, so I didn't give a damn about her large arms which were supposed to be terrifying. "I'm out of here" i said angrily" I want my clothes...and the person who made me wear this" I shouted at the end of my sentence. "Come on boy, the gown looks good on you. Now be a good l