The bell rings, signifying the conclusion of another tortuous day. My locker, unfortunately next to "Mr. Popular" himself, winks at me as I walk out of class toward him. Xavier is swamped with fans, giving me plenty of time to collect my luggage. I grab my stuff, waiting for him to clear the crowd and head towards me. Which he does, with a big smile on his face. "Are you ready?" he questions.
I look away, trying to make my voice sound convincing. "Can I go to the bathroom first?"
He nods, staring at me with his electrifying green eyes. I suddenly feel like he can look me straight in the eye, seeing what my true intentions are. Keeping my head down, I pass him in the fierce crowd.
I weave through the hallways, enduring the jostling and pushing along the way, and stop near the bathroom. Consisting of only a small stall room and two meager sinks, it's a sorry excuse for a bathroom, but it will suit my needs just fine.
<I look at the scene around me, a blur of green, blue and brown, with awe. It's so strange, the way everything changes so quickly. It's a collage of the senses, all mixed up, unable to observe. The only thing that is constant is Xavier, and his huge arms around my form.Feeling like a baby in a crib, I rock in his arms, marveling at how I seem to fit into his embrace. For once, I am grateful for my small size. His hands offer a steady warmth as they radiate off my skin, warmth and desire mixed together. It's a trial for him, I can tell, to hold me like this, because the temptation is enormous. For both of us.I look at Xavier's masculine features, the way his azure hair glistens in the breeze. When the sun hits it perfectly, it looks like a rainbow, all the colors shining in every strand. It is the most gorgeous hair I have ever seen in my life.His eyes are incredible too. They are also the only things about him that are
The stars wink at me as I examine the area again. A small path off to the side, dotted with pine needles and leaves, catches my eye. Slowly, I begin to walk it, not sure where I am going.The ditch is nowhere to be found, leading me to believe that I am not outside the boundaries of the manor. However, when I see the dark, forbidding trees that remind me of the forest Xavier and I walked through, I am not so sure.I quickly dismiss my doubt. Of course I am still within the borders, because I have not yet passed the moat. Surely...Everything is quiet now, the only murmurs being those of the impetuous wind. My hair brushes behind me, blown by its frightening winds. I squint my eyes, wondering how such a violent wind could have risen unexpectedly. It's strong, but I hold my ground against the invisible monster.However, my troubles only increase when a white apparition appears before me, coming out fro
We enter the small room once more, Xavier easily lifting me up and placing my form on the bed. The rest of the pack shuffles inside, Ray closing the door with a thud.Immediately, the interrogation begins. "How can you see a Shifter?" Yi asks in amazement."Are you a Spire?" Jake questions stupidly, causing Ray to slap him."Wow, Xavier, you choose a seer as your mate. Aren't you sneaky," Wes comments with a slight smirk."Shut up, everyone! Xavier roars, causing even Wes to remain silent, "Let's answer Mona's questions first." He looks me in the eye, disarming me with a glance. "Go ahead, Mona," he whispers, somehow making the words intimate and exciting, "we'll tell you anything you want to know."I choke on a breath at his proximity, pulling away slightly. I tilt my head, wondering exactly what I want to know. What I need to know.Might as well start with
I look up at the window, seeing the werewolf I thought had abandoned me a moment ago. He is sitting on the tree branch closest to my window, beckoning me to open it. I crawl across the dull mattress to the wall, where the window is, and turn the lock. With a little pain in the hand that Xavier had injured, I forced it open, wondering how Xavier could fit into such a small space.Suddenly, a creamy white mass leaps through the window, landing on the same bed as me. It looks at me with its emerald eyes, the wolf part of Xavier, and transforms into the handsome man that is coupled with the beautiful beast.His eyes widen at my cheek, tinged ruby red from blood, pain and tears. "What happened?" he asks, somehow forcing me to betray the truth."Mrs. Penn, uh, slapped me," I finish in a whisper, muffled gasps escaping me as a new wave of pain enters my body. I can still feel them, the nails digging into my cheek. My hand throb
The afternoon air is crisp and cold, dancing along a little girl's bare shoulders as she rolls down the windows. She shivers slightly as the air turns into a rushing wind, slapping her cheeks. Irritated by its sudden force, she quickly rolls down the window, rushing to her beautiful mother for comfort."Now, now, sweet child, calm yourself," the goddess said, the words melting like butter between her lips. Her hair was a deep ruby red, her eyes as green as a meadow on a beautiful summer day. Her daughter had the same features, sharing almost no resemblance to her father. However, the daughter is blessed with her father's warm, enchanting laugh and quiet personality.The daughter sniffs in the woman's embrace, relishing the warmth the lady gives. Now she cries not because of the fierce wind, but because of the foreboding laced in the air, the foreboding only she can feel. It brings with it a great chill, its deadly claws digging into the girl
After waiting for a few seconds that dwindle, I laugh. This is the first time in almost three days that I've been totally alone. And the fact is, a day ago I begged and pleaded for a moment like this.But now, true loneliness is entering my chest. I guess I've gotten used to his stalker attitude, his quirky laugh, his extremely attractive appearance. As much as I hate to say it, Xavier has grown on me.Looking around, I smile as I spot a stream a few feet away. The water almost clear and not surrounded by sharp rocks, this will suit my purposes well. With a determined look, I grab a long, thick stick and use it as a walking stick. The beautiful oasis of slightly heated miracle water winks at me as I reach it, stumbling with my stick. Scanning the area once more, I become convinced that no one is watching. Not that anyone wants to look anyway.I take off my sturdy jeans that are too big for me, pulling my shirt over my he
Heading to my locker, I turn the knob to retrieve my stuff, and after a bit of thought, I open Xavier's as well so his fans don't block my locker by trying to flirt with him. I look for him, this blue haired guy with perfectly tamed hair that I would recognize anywhere...There he is!I join his group, trying to make my way through the planets in order to reach the blinding sun. Xavier spots me, and smiles. "Move over," he asks and the girls part like the Red Sea, leaving a royal path for the man himself. "You liked it better when I didn't go to your school, didn't you?" he questions knowingly. I laugh, as if it were the dumbest question I've ever heard, smiling at him. I admit... Maybe I did it to annoy the girls."I didn't really know you until you decided to come to my school," I whisper, leaning in close to her ear so they couldn't hear the snap of my remark. All they probably notice, though, is how close I am to him
"This is your room," Xavier leads me to a narrow door and opens it for me. I stare in wonder at the curved ceilings, the magnificent bed that is three times as big as me...I squint at him, wary. "You don't sleep in this room too, do you?"Yi happens to hear my statement in passing and smiles. "No," he answers for the blushing blue-haired idiot next to me, "but it's right next door." I turn to him, smiling at the blush now spreading across his features."There's another room available," Xavier explains simply, "but it's connected to Wes' room.""It might not be the best idea to take that other room," Yi laughs, "you might wake up to find your innocence stolen.""Yi!" Xavier elbows him and Yi starts to laugh even harder. Once I looked at him, I realized that he really did look the youngest of all. I wonder if it has something to do with his underdeveloped talent.