- This one's dedicated to Prince's-Mayflower for reading and reviewing first ^^- Thank you
It-it can't be. I'm the only one left, he can't be a Lycan. I thought... I can't think straight anymore. His eyes met mine. He realized too by the look on his face. We both stood frozen staring at each other from across the building. The other students noticed he was staring at something and chose to look at what he was staring at – Tracy included – and they were all shocked to see it was me. I was too shocked myself to be insulted. The bell rang and we all snapped out of our shocked states, though I was still shaken. I watched him walk away to the office realizing why everyone was staring at him. He was so freaking hot! He had a lanky but muscular body, you could see through the shirt he was wearing. He had brown, straight but spiky hair and the deepest chocolate brown eyes and a nice deep tan, but I wouldn't fall for him like the rest of them, I wouldn't. Tracy shook my arm, "come on we got to go or we'll be late again!" she said excitedly.
All she would talk about in class was the new kid, whose name I found out was Stark Saber. I was in hell. I was dreading lunch; all I could think about was how I was going to get him to talk to me. The bell rang for lunch and Tracy hauled me up and dragged me to our table in the corner. I sat down, knowing Tracy would talk all about the one person I didn't want to think about at all. "He's so fine, look he's even with the popular crowd; see I told you I wasn't the only person who thinks he's HOT!" I thought so as well but I kept on denying it when she asked. The popular crowd is basically two – now three – guys, and a whole lot of girls surrounding them. The guys are Jacob Luke – who has black hair and brown eyes and is seventeen – and Andrew Reiner - who has brown hair and eyes and is the same age as us – they have the same hairstyles, shaggy hair spiked down. "Hellooooooo earth to Dawn! Were you even listening to me," she asked as she hit my head. "Ow. I'm sorry what did you say?" She sighed "well if you were paying attention you would have heard what I said the first time. Well, what I said was did you see how Stark was staring at you, everyone was full jealous, including mwa. No offence but he stares at the only girl who doesn't like him, I mean how can't you, he has the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes and the most perfect brown hair and – whoops got off track," she giggled. Well I don't like him; I just think he's hot. "Well I bet millions he won't be single by the end of the day," she sighed sadly. "Huh?" what the hell hounds was she talking about? "Gah! You're so clueless sometimes," exasperated she pointed to the group of girls surrounding Stark and the boys. "Oh," wow. I was clueless sometimes. "Oh great, bitchy bird is making a move on our boy," she said bitterly. Bitchy bird's actual name is Katerina Learn, the blonde and blue eyed bitch. At eighteen she's about as smart as a rock and as useful as one, probably slept through half the school and I guess she's trying for another. Hey wait a sec- "Our boy?" "Well he was staring at y-" "Gah! I don't even want to know," She suddenly cracked up laughing, "What? What's happened Tracy?" I asked surprised. She smiled hugely. "Stark's full ignoring her and she is full pissed," she said laughing, I looked at Katerina. Ha. I have to say the look on her face was priceless. "But I wonder what he's staring – OH MY GOD! He's staring at you! Again ! And he's standing up and... coming this way!" Tracy said excitedly. Oh god. I put my head down hoping he would just pass us. But he didn't. He came right up to our table then stopped. "Hey," a smooth voice said, "I'm Stark Saber, I'm new here, mind if I sit with you? Cause old beak face over there is driving me nuts, won't leave me alone," his thumb pointed back toward Katerina, who was now glaring at us. I wonder how he knew our nickname. He had an obnoxious alpha voice but somehow it was mesmerizing – you see from what I remember, male Lycans have a tendency to believe they're dominant and that can be very annoying. They can also be rather cocky. Wait did I just say mesmerizing? – Tracy looked at him dreamily and said "course ya can," he sat down. "I'm Tracy and this is Dawn," I looked up when she said my name, "and I've seen you staring at my Fr- OW! What the hell was that for? Geez, I swear next time you don't finish your homework, you can do it yourself," I had kicked her pretty hard under the table. I finally had the guts to look at him and I felt a shock tremble through my body when my eyes met his. He froze to and suddenly reached out and caught a stray lock of my hair. His touch made me melt. Everyone instantly quieted, all eyes were on us. I felt heat rising from my neck up to my cheeks, and I don't blush, I can't believe I even thought that. His hand went lower and caressed my cheek. He seemed to snap out of it and moved his hand but looked shaken and asked "hey, do you know the person who at 13 Blastway?" he asked... hey wait. That's my house. "Cause I live in that orange one right next to it and I want to get to know my next door neighbor," he continued as he ran a hand through his hair. He was staring at me as he said this, so I had a sneaky suspicion he knew I lived there. Tracy was ecstatic. "Oh. My. GOD! Dawn lives there, how awesome is that! We could like go over to your house and- OW! You have got to stop doing that! Oh right yeah getting a tad over the top aren't I?" I nodded, but he started smiling and slung his arm around my chair. What the hell? Everyone stopped talking again and stared opened mouthed at his arm. He leaned closer to me and said in a sleek, husky voice, "Probably not such a good idea. But you Dawn... you can come anytime," he was now about an inch from my face. I was probably as red as a tomato. The bell rang and he stood up. "I'll walk you home then, I'll meet you at the front gates," he walked off to his next class. Every one watched him as he walk away, and then all eyes went to me. Tracy was speechless for a first time in her life, but it didn't last long. "Come on we got to go to class, we have soooooo much to talk about," she said excitedly.
During class Tracy would not shut up about what happened during lunch. "He soooooo likes you. I mean did you see how he looked at you? Wow. Just wow. And he even slung his arm around your chair and held your cheek – yes everyone saw that – by the way you were soooooo red" she giggled silently. I hit her under the table. "Shut up! He does not like me. Probably a player or something," I hope. "And besides, I. Don't. Like. Him. And that's that," I said. I hoped it sounded true. Wait why am I hoping? It is true. "So are you going to meet him or what?" Tracy asked. "I guess I have to," not for the reason she thought though. I had to talk to him. "Nah, you like him, you want to meet him, go to his house, into his bedroom and fuck him endle-" "IF YOU FINISH THAT SENTENCE I WILL KILL YOU," I said a bit too loudly. "Ms Lake! Ms Jane! Are you done with your conversation? Can we continue with the discussion?" The teacher roared. Everyone flinched. "Sorry sir," Tracy and I mumbled. We definitely couldn't talk anymore, though I was rather relieved we didn't finish that conversation.