Everyone was still waiting for the sole reason behind such impromptu assembly, but Principal Valore doesn't seem to have had enough of their attention as she was yet to spill.She has been on that stand for quite some moments now, and all she has been doing was giving an endless eulogy about the school while swinging her newly manicured nails in the air. She is known for that, showing off a new hair, make up or nails. The other time she called for an assembly only to tell the students that keeping a job when one's grade was at the lowest wasn't allowed, everyone was confused as to why she of all people would call an assembly for something as obvious as that. They all knew that law, it was when she began dragging the whole talk while touching and flipping her hair at every given opportunity that the poor students realized she was only trying to show off. Another thing that Beta Valore cherishes apart from being a Principal was creating fashion trends.Hunter doesn't seem to notice Mildr
Oakland has been working towards creating a sort of harmony, the hierarchical dispersion between the Betas and Omegas was getting out of hand and the later happened to be at the receiving end. Not like they were totally closing the bridge, they only felt the Omega also deserved some decency.The Harmony class is the only class all categories attend together, and it is usually done in a mighty hall of two thousand students . There they also taught them how to use their senses; for those who are still having issues with that, and how to creat a balance. That was the only way to avert stories about some Wolves running wild on the full moon and devouring helpless Omegas.It wasn't in her to show up late, be it for school or any other activity but time is never on her side. She has to cater for herself and Mark every morning then trek to the bus to wait for the bus . Mobility was her major challenge, she doesn't own a car and the one that takes her daily has to stop every now and then to p
It's been five months since she saw him in her dream and started stalking him, five months of derailing, being distracted just to make him notice her. She had gone out of her way in ways she never imagined or thought she could, only to be rejected in front of his friends, Sophie and her minions. How did she not realize they were on the rooftop? Was she that smitten by him that all she couldn't see anyone else? Now she can't even stand up to Sophie anymore, she never even, the residue of pride she had has been walked on and mared into nothing. Apart from dealing with the shame of being rejected after throwing herself at him she has to deal with the trouble of forgetting him, five months my seem like nothing but she had spent every day of those months thinking about him, building a future in the clouds, believing he'd like her back and they will live happily ever after.But it never went as planned, and she's facing the consequences of her impatience. At this point she doubts if any othe
Mildred stood there, transfixed, not knowing how to react or what to do next. The look on Sophie's face screamed death, and what ever she did to her was deserving. The one who landed her in this mess seemed to have evaporated, leaving her to face the aftermath a lone." What on earth have you done!" Sophie screeched."I didn't mean to, I'm sorry" Mildred stuttered."Shut the fuck up! Do you know how much this outfit cost? "Sophie sprang to her feet, Lindsay who was still recovering from the shock of realization of what she thought was her imagination turning out to be prediction of the future rushed to the scene to stand in-between them. Sophie glares at Lindsay who didn't bulge, knowing it would be worst compared to whatever she was going to do if she didn't get out of her way." You don't want to get in my way Seer" Sophie growledLindsay only flipped her long braids to the side and wrapped her arms across her chest.Sophie smiles in disbelief and looked at her friends who shrugged
Mildred ran to the door and banged at it with all she has got, she ran wild and threw her hands aimlessly when his hand gripped her shoulder.Frizzy snaked his arms around Mildred, holding her so tight to him that she thought her body would melt into his, she struggled to uncoil herself from him but her effort were useless, he was way too strong for her. A streak of tear seep down her eyes at the thought of what he could do to her if he eventually overpowered her, he was going to overpower her, there was no two ways about it. The amount of momentum he invested in fighting her was odd, not like she could do anything in the spot placed her even is she was strong enough but the enthusiasm in which his hold tightened on her every time she struggled made her realize something, he wanted dominance, the more she wriggled the exciting it gets for him. It's just like a Lion laying in wait for his sleeping prey to awakenso he could pride himself of conquering it instead of having it the easy w
Mildred couldn't recall the last time she had a sane day since she joined Oakland Academy, not like her life was perfect but it had a bit of normalcy. Apart from getting over Hunter she was now having weird nightmares, and the the residue of what happened in the detention room still lingered. The scene that wouldn't stop resurfacing in her mind was the eerie look she saw on Frizzy's face when she turned to let him know they were trapped in the room.Why would someone that innocent possess such a dark aura hovering around him? She couldn't just wrap her hands around it and it scared her even more, her body wouldn't stop giving her the "You've been messed with ' feeling. Did he do anything to her that day? How did she get home? One of the few things that made her very sure something was off was how she got home and and how her outfit changed, she vividly recalled wearing a pair of baggy jeans and black shirt only to wake up in her bed wearing her sports wear, and how did Mark got home a
He had not been able to take the incident off his mind and has been unreasonably worried. Keeping his eyes on her is something he had found himself doing for the whole week.What if the Demon had done something to her before his arrival? He should have asked before coercing her to forget what happened that day.He could just ask the seer to tap into her past and find out, he dismissed that instantly, the Seer would find out she has been to the underworld. It will get to his father and she'll be killed, because one will believe anyone could go to the underworld and back without them carrying a demon or two. Those creatures are always in the watch for ways to escape, and once they see a returning soul they leech onto to it, except the turnado-like tunnel a soul passes through to this side pulls them off, but often times the strongest survives. They posses a body on getting here and multiply. Maybe that was what Frizzy wanted to do, maybe it wasn't just about the pleasure.He looked at her
Mildred tries to wriggle her hand out of Hunter's grip but her effort was doing little to nothing as he was unyielding. He had walked up to where she and her friend were sitting and enjoying their own view of the activities going on in the stadium,he demanded that they have a talk and she made it clear that she wasn't ready to talk to him yet but he wasn't having none of it so he grabbed her by the wrist. Apart from the embarrassment he made her go through the other day and not giving a hoot about whatever he had to say, she also wasn't prepared, not like she'll ever be, for the drama that came with being seen with him, especially when Sophie is standing not so far from them.Sophie who was yet to understand why Hunter was holding on to the Half-breed's hand didn't know what to feel or how to react.Even though she is fully aware of who she is, the influence she has and how many girls will give up anything to be in her place she still finds it difficult to get rid of the unhealthy fee