Chapter 7

Stacey's POV

We stops in front of a door..."principal's office" boldly written on the door frame.

"We're here!" Jessica said.

"Thanks, I wouldn't have find it easily had I not met you"

"Hey! We're friends!"

"Friends?"

She nods. "Yeah.. or you don't wanna be my friend?"

Friend? That's something I never had.. and I always wish I have friends.. now here's one why not give it a try?

At least I will have someone to talk with.. someone to keep me company and maybe gossip with.

"Stacey?" She snaps her fingers across my face.

"Huh?"

"I said, we're friends"

"Yeah!" I nod and she smiles brightly.

"Yay!" She knocks on the door.. we waits for a moment and heard someone invites us in.

Jessica opens the door and we steps in... A girl in her early twenties sits on a chair.. like she's the secretary here.

"Your high...."

The girl clears her throat and Jessica swallows her words... she look in Jessica's eyes and both their eyes glazed over.

I frown... What's going on? Soon, they snap out of their weird gaze... And Jessica laughs nervously.

"Miss Markus.. we're here for her timetable!" Jessica said.

Miss Markus smiles at me.

"You're the transfer student?"

"Yes... Stacey Rivera"

She nods and reaches for something in her drawer... She types on her computer for a few minutes.

Then she hands my timetable to me.. placed a key on the table and a list of books to me.

"That's your timetable.. your locker key.. and your list of books, you can get them from the library later.. but first go to class now!" She said.

I nod and picked my locker key.

"Thank you!" I said.

"Good luck in your studies!"

I nod and turn to leave... but from my peripheral view I saw Jessica bow slightly.

But I didn't comment.. maybe it's a form of greeting here.

We steps out and Jessica snatches my timetable.

"Let's see what you have first!"

She glances through it and groans loudly.

"Maths!" From her expression I can tell she hates maths. "I have maths too.. ugh! I hate maths!"

I laugh.

"Come on, let's go.. we're already late and we've missed half of the period" I told her.

"Wait.. why do I feel like you're happy" she narrows her eyes.

"Because I love maths!"

She rolls her eyes.

"Then you must be a genius"

"A genius?"

Like.. I'm a straight A student doesn't makes me a genius.

"Yeah.. like who on earth just loves maths.. cause, I know I don't, I always find any and every excuse not to attend my math classes...like right now, I was running away from math before I met you...and now you've got maths too!"

"I prefer maths, it's easy"

"What?"

"If you can know your formulas, then.... "

"Ok! I get it.. you love math! I'll hide under your wings from now onwards!"

I chuckles lightly and shake my head... Before we knew it, we're in front of our math class... thankfully the door is still open.

We step in.. all heads turns towards us.. the teacher stops writing on the board and turns to me... it's a female teacher.

I released a nervous laugh and wave at everyone shyly... I don't like being the center of attention.

"Jessica! What's your excuse this time for coming late!" She scolds Jessica.

"I was showing her the way to class!" She answered .. I almost rolled my eyes at her excuse.

She was already late before she saw me.

"This is the last time.. go to your seat!"

"Yes, Miss Jenny" Jessica gave me a small thumbs up and rushed to her seat.

Miss Jenny glares at her briefly before turning to me with a smile.

"You must be the transfer student... I'm Miss Jenny and welcome to our class... Please come forward and introduce yourself to your new classmates!"

Ugh! This is what I hate doing... Introducing myself everytime.

"Hello.. I'm Stacey Rivera.. 18years old... I'm happy to be your classmate.. I hope we get along!"

"Everyone let's welcome Stacey to our..... "

Someone rushed into the classroom... All heads towards the door and I see everyone bowing their heads.

I frown... what's happening? Why are they bowing?

I turned back to look at what their bowing to... And I must say I'm stunned by the sight that befall me.

A tall.. super handsome guy stands by the door... his hazel green eyes staring into mine like he's trying to find my soul.

My eyes moved to his lips and I subconsciously bite my lower lip.. I suddenly feel like crashing my lips on his.. I feel myself being drawn to him.

I can hear my heart beating fast... it's just like I fell in love with him at first sight.. this is the first time I'm feeling this way.

Then I heard him utter a word.

"Mate"

Just as he said those words.. I hear howls all over the place.. happy howls. I frown and look around.. surprised as to why they are howling like they're wolves!

Those these people belong to a cult or something?

Still wondering what's happening.. before I knew it, I'm engulfed in a very tight hug... that super handsome guy is hugging me so tightly.

Sniffing my hair and muttering coherently..

"Mate! Mate! Mate!"

What does he mean? The british men calls their friends mates.. could that be what he means?

"Mate..I found you at last"

His voice sounds doubled...like someone is echoing his words.

I tried to push him away from me but his grip is so tight... I cough lightly and he quickly pulls away from the hug..

"Mate.. are you alright? Di.. did I hurt you?" He asked.. worry written all over him.

I frown even more... what the heck is happening? I better tell him I'm not his mate..I'm not his friend.

"I'm not your mate, I'm..."

He cuts me off with a growl... A growl? He growled like a real animal.. is he a dog?

Everyone stops howling.

"I'm not your mate, I'm...."

He cuts me off again with another growl.. this time louder than before.

"You're my mate! I finally found you!"

Oh! Now I understand... I guess his friend was lost before.. and maybe I look like her.

"Dude listen... I'm not your friend, I might look like her but I'm not her.. I don't know you... I'm not your friend"

He smiles.

"Yes, you're not my friend.. you're my mate!"

Is this guy dumb? Mate and friend are the same thing... Maybe I should explain it to him.

"Dude..mate and friend means the same thing!"

He shakes his head.

"You're my mate..my Soulmate!"

"Your Soulmate?"

Could it be he's having a psychological problem... could it be he's nuts.

Such a pity...a handsome guy like him is not normal.

"Yes, you're my soulmate..the one I'll spend the rest of my life with!"

"Huh?" Spend the rest of his life with me?

"You must be from another pack..what pack are you from?"

Pack? I remembered Jessica asked me this question before.

"What's a pack?" I asked him.

Just then one of the guys that came in with him whisper in his ear...he frowns and sniffs the air.

He lets go of my hand and step away from me...his gaze harden and he clenched his teeth.

"You're human?!"

"Yeah..are you not?"

Ok...I don't know where that confidence came from...I noticed that since we moved here yesterday...I have been talking more than I used to.

"You're human!" He growled..

"Yeah! Alien!" I retort.

He keeps asking if I'm human as though he's not human.

He balled fist by his side.

"She's human! My mate is human!" He growls loudly...like he's fighting with himself.

His body shakes...his friends rushed forward and forcefully drags him outside.

I shake my head...poor boy! He needs to visit a psychiatrist hospital.

I turned back to Miss Jenny, she's staring at me in admiration...a satisfied smile on her lips.

"Miss Jenny, can I go take a seat now?"

She nods quickly.

"Yes, Luna"

"Luna? You're mistaken... It's Stacey!"

"You're my future luna.. I dare not say your name"

I open my mouth to speak but I shake my head and decides against it.... I better go look for a seat.

I turned back and look around trying to find a vacant chair... But discovered they all have the same look Miss Jenny had just now.

They're all looking at me like I'm their god and they wanna worship me.

I ignore them as Jessica is calling me over to the empty desk next to her.

I better go sit down now... I can't stand their stare.