Chapter 7- Blake

Despite all the scenarios that ran in my head on how starting school was going to be, I never prepared myself for the one I was faced with

After that night, I had never imagined I would ever meet her again, my mystery girl

And I also imagined that she thought the same, seeing that she took off with my wallet

A little thief

I imagine Zayne sneering or scoffing at me for having these kind of thoughts when the prophecy had already doomed me to be with some all powerful girl

Mystery girl was human, if she wasn't, I would have sensed otherwise and I hadn't

I had expected to be welcome with pomp and all, I mean, I was Blake Del Monté, I was kinda of a big deal

Hearing someone talk bad about me was the first ever, while everyone was fawning, this girl did not give a damn

Immediately I met her eyes, I knew immediately that she was my mystery girl, all mine

The stupefied look on her face, made me want to burst into laughter but at the same time howl

I thought we had both felt something that night, why would me asking her to be my girlfriend become a big deal

Millions of girls in the world fought to covet this position and here I was , handing it over to my little thief with no second thoughts

“You are fucking delusional”

She whispered in a sharp voice

“No, I am not, I'm being serious “

“What?!’

She exclaimed, attracting stares

I noticed her cheeks turn red in embarrassment as her hands flew to her mouth

“Miss Pierce and Mr Del Monté, would you keep it down and do not interrupt my class “

The stern looking lecturer barked out

“Sorry Mrs Brady”

Mystery girl said, her face even redder whilst I just smirked adding to her annoyance and making her huff

It was going to be a wonderful school year, I could just feel it

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I had no idea why I had thought that it would get easy for me to mould myself into school life

It was difficult as hell, but at the same time, I felt like I belonged right here

Explaining that to the pack or Zayne would be impossible, how on earth would I explain to them that meeting people I had never met in my life and sitting at the cafeteria table with them sounded better than sitting on a round table with the elders of the pack grilling me

Honestly, I had accepted it, I understood that it was my life and I was just about to throw everything to shit and return back to the pack when I met her

Okay, maybe it was excess to say that she changed my life but she directed my course in a way that she had no idea that she did

“Yo! Blake. You good?”

The guy sitting across me asked, his black shaggy hair falling across his face

The first thing I noticed was the roots of his hair, it was blonde

I had heard of black heads dying their hair blonde but never a blonde

What the hell was his story?

“Me?! Just chirpy, school is stressful”

I groaned as I bit into my french fries

“Yeah, it is a bitch”

The guy murmured, directing his attention to his phone like he had never started the conversation

Were humans this weird or was I the weird one?

I wondered as my gaze flitted round the cafeteria

There was definitely some kind of sitting system here

I knew I sat with the hockey team, so that was basically the jocks and all

Then they were the weird emo looking people at one table, and at another, the ones that never looked up from their books

And like a magnet, I was drawn to her, in the midst of all the people in the room, she stood out and damn she knew that she did

“The cheerleaders” I murmured to myself and I chuckled

“You have met her , the cheerleading captain, dance captain, the queen of the school and of all our dicks “

The guy beside me said and all the boys on the table hollered

I watched her eyes , the way she rolled her eyes at them and averted it immediately like they were beneath her and damn right was she correct.

“Rosie is every guy's wet dream. She is the fucking hottest girl I have ever met and that ass”

The guy started before all the guys started hooting

I squeezed my fists in anger

It was disgusting how they looked at her and objectified her

‘but you are no better ‘

Leo’s nagging voice reminded me in my head

Sometimes I hated my wolf, other times I loved him, this was the typical moment of why I hated him

“Rosie, that's her name?”

I asked curiously

“Yup, Rosaline”

The guy opposite me answered, not even looking up from his phone

Rosaline, I murmured

It was a beautiful name, I loved the way it rolled off my tongue

“Don't mind him, no one calls her Rosaline. Everyone calls her Rosie the goddess”

Another guy said with a toothy grin

I looked round the table, If these horny college boys were to be my team members, I was due for a lesson on anger management because so far, I had lost count on how many times I wanted to pulverise someone to the ground.

“Rosie, the goddess of my heart!”

One guy shouted and she turned her head and flipped him off sending everyone into fits of laughter

Despite the annoyed look on her face, no one, absolutely no one could hold a candle to her

“Quit it”

A gruff voice at the other end of the table growled

I recognised that as the hockey Captain, Noah

Judging from the way his eyes kept going to her and the grumpiness , it was safe to say that there was something going on between them

I clicked my tongue and smiled

That was a pity, she was already mine