C1 Chapter 1
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The alarm sounded. I reached my hand out to the nightstand, slapping at my phone, knocking it off onto the floor. I leaned over my bed to see where it went, but I gave up and rolled over, pulling the covers over my head before falling back asleep.
The alarm went off again, and I sighed, pulling the covers off, then rubbed my eyes to get them to focus. When I’m able to see straight, I hung over my bed, searching for my phone. Once I got it in my hand, I headed for the bathroom to get ready for the day. I pulled my hair in a messy bun and avoided makeup. I feel like it’s just a waste of time.
I walked to my closet, pulled some clothes off the hangers, and turned back to the bed, laying them out.
“Paisley?! Are you awake?” My mom yelled from the door.
“Yeah,” I shouted back, picking up the soft sweater from the bed, slipping it over my head, and then grabbed the pair of black ripped jeans and pulling them up to the middle of my waist. Once I finished, I stood, picking up my backpack from the chair, placing my phone in my pocket, and my books in my bag. I walked out of my door, heading for the kitchen to grab breakfast.
I found my mom cooking bacon, eggs, and pops bread in the toaster as I round the corner.
“Morning, mom,” I said, opening the fridge, grabbing the orange juice, and a glass from the cupboard.
“Hey, sweetie, can you drop Hunter off on your way to school? Your dad had a meeting this morning, and I have to leave in a few minutes to meet with the Luna from another pack,” She explained, taking the toast out and putting it on a plate.
I took a drink of my juice and placed my cup on the counter. “Sure, mom,” I told her, grabbing the toast and walking for the door.
“Paisley? Remember tonight, Amelia and the kids are coming for dinner. Can you and Asher try to get along this time, please? I don’t understand how you two despise each other so much,” My mom said, looking at her phone that rang.
“Bye, mom, love you!” I shouted, raising my hand over my head to wave, walking out before she can talk to me more about Asher.
I headed to my car when Hunter ran up behind me. “Hey, nerd, ready for another day of torture?” He slapped my arm as he burst out laughing.
I sent him an icy glare at his remarks. “Why did mom and dad have to have another kid?” I sighed heavily and opened the car door getting in. Hunter jogged around to the other side, getting in too.
“Why do you insist on keeping this car?” He asked, wiping some dust off the dash.
“Because mom gave it to me for my 16th birthday, and it’s something Grandpa Benjamin left for her,” I told Hunter, starting the engine.
I pulled out of the driveway, heading for Hunter’s school. He is in his last year of middle school, and then he goes to high school with me. I turned into the parking lot. Hunter pulled down the visor to look at himself in the mirror while combing his dark brown hair to one side. Once he finished, he turned to me with his brown eyes sporting a smirk. “Later, loser,” He laughed hysterically, slamming the door.
“Hey! don’t slam the doo...” I shouted, but he didn’t hear me. I rolled my eyes and pulled away.
As I pulled into the parking lot of Aberdeen High and found a spot in the back, I put the car in park, grabbed my bag, and got out, heading for the school.
Walking through the parking lot, I see Asher with his usual jock friends sitting on his truck’s tailgate. “Ugh,” I sighed. They think they are so hot since they got tattooed.
It’s a right of passage in the Aberdeen pack for the boys to get tattooed once they hit age fifteen. They should have all their tattoos by the time they reach the age to meet their wolf. My dad and Uncle Paul, along with all the male pack members, have done it. It’s annoying when all the teenage girls drool over your dad.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of my dad being hot. I cringed. “Disgusting,” I say under my breath, gagging like there is an awful taste in my mouth. I bring my attention back to reality and think they are just a bunch of stupid tattooed douches.
Asher and I used to be friends, but our friendship faded as we got older because he wanted to be a jerk.
Asher looked at me for a second, then turned back to his friends. Trent jumped off the tailgate and started his usual bashing of me.
“Hey Jacobson, how is it your dad is a big tough Alpha, and your mom is a complete hottie, and they created you?” Trent said, laughing, then high-five another guy. I only rolled my eyes and continued without even giving him the satisfaction of hurting my feelings.
My parents had me when my mom was a human, but she turned out to be a witch and half-wolf too. So I am a human, wolf, and witch. The perfect combination to be a loser. We won’t know until my 18th birthday if I can shift, so I get treated differently in my pack.
As I almost got past the group of boys. Asher surprises me by jumping off his tailgate and poking Trent in the chest. “Enough, dude, it’s not funny anymore,” He growled, grabbing his bag from his truck, and walked past Trent towards the school, never looking in my direction. Trent stood there dumbfounded by his best friend’s outburst.
I narrowed my eyes in confusion. Why is Asher defending me? I thought to myself and began walking to class when I heard someone running up from behind me. “Paisley, wait up!” Elaina yelled, catching up to me. Elaina is my best friend, along with Stephanie, who is usually late, so we meet her inside. They are both nerds, just like me. “Hey, what was that all about?” She asked curiously.
“I don’t know. Trent was a dick like usual, but Asher got mad,” I responded. She gave me a bewildered look, and I shrugged. “Don’t ask me,” I told her, and we continued walking to the school.
We entered the school and headed for our lockers, which are only a couple apart. I put my bag inside and grabbed my books for my English class.
“So the Aberdeen ball is coming up soon. Do you think Trent will go?” Elaina asked hesitantly.
I glared at her for a moment. “I’m not sure why you even like that asshole?” I said, closing my locker and lifted a brow at her. She shrugged, and I rolled my eyes. “My parents may be the Alpha and Luna, but I don’t plan on attending the ball. I will not dress up for something so degrading to girls just to find a stupid mate.” I declared, turning to walk to class. “I’ll see you later,” I shouted, walking off down the hall. She yelled something back, but I didn’t hear.
Opening the door to my English class, walking to my usual seat, I put my things down. Trent takes the desk behind me. I hate that I have every period with Asher and his stupid friends.
“So Paisley, why is it you hide under those clothes? Are you secretly fat?” Trent asked, cracking up. I took a deep breath and turned around to face him, to find Asher watching us with an annoyed expression.
I removed my gaze from Asher and glared at Trent. “Trent, why do you have to be such an ass? I may not be a hottie like my mom, but I have her Luna attitude. So leave me the fuck alone, you douche,” I said, turning back around. Trent huffed, crossing his arms. His friends burst out laughing, and I glanced back at Asher again, and he looked irritated. I rolled my eyes, then faced the teacher.
The bell rang, and I picked up my things and stood to head for the door when Trent bumped his shoulder into me so hard it knocked my stuff all over the place. “Wow, you’re such an ass,” I snapped, bending down to pick up my things from the floor.
Trent came towards me, I stood quickly, pushing him away, but he grabbed my arm. “let go of me,” I shouted, trying to pull away from him.
Asher rushed over, grabbing Trent’s hand off me. He got in Trent’s face. “What the fuck is your problem?” He growled, pushing him back into the desk, and quickly pulled me behind him.
“You’re going to protect this little bitch?” Trent yelled out, coming back towards us. And before he can say anymore, Asher clocked him in the jaw, knocking him on his ass. I gasped, covering my mouth as I hid behind Asher, peaking around him.
“I told you that was enough. Leave Paisley alone, got it?!” He snarled at Trent, pointing his finger at him. Asher is about to throw more punches when I grabbed him, pulling him off.
“Asher, stop!” I cried out in fear and trembled as I’ve never been in this kind of situation before. I have never seen Asher so pissed. He pulled me away from Trent, taking me towards the hall.
“Asher, stop! What are you doing?” I said, pulling my arm away from him.
He stopped, turning towards me. “I will not watch him talk to you like that, and when he put his hands on you, that was it,” He growled, not able to look me in the eye.
I narrowed my eyes at him, bewildered. “What is going on? You are acting crazy. We don’t even like each other Asher, why are you protecting me right now?” I questioned, searching his face for an answer.
He never met my eyes. “I have to go,” He sighed, then walked past me, punching the locker closest to him, making me jump. I stood in the hall, dumbfounded.