Hi to my readers, it's been awhile, and I thought I should continue on with Silver Moon, I enjoyed writing the 1st chapter, so why not write a second one. Review if you have time! Thanks for reading!
Sliver Moon
I arrived on time. Students filled the school and made it nearly impossible to open my locker door. But I managed, though I say that kids might have to go see the school nurse, but it wasn't as if I smashed him in the arm with my locker door. Like come on! No one will DOB me in, no one would have the guts to do that. I'm not the school bully or anything, just anyone with a brain just would keep walking and not ever confront me. Most people stay away from me, which is fine with me, I prefer them to stay away.
First up I had history, ugh! Such a boring subject, if I wanted to know what about history I'd pick up a text book, and I don't. I gracefully strolled into the small, dusty smelling and dim lightened room. I fucking hate this place. Then why do I put up with it, you ask? Because it's my only ticket out of La Push.
The back row was already filled which meant the middle row was filling up fast, and I'm so not fucking sitting in the front row. I hurried to the middle row and just got a seat. I put down my bag beside my chair and pulled out my book. I felt for a pencil or a pen. Fuck it! I don't have a pencil or a pen! What the hell! I looked around. Now I'm going to have to ask for one. Damn it! I shuffled in my seat to face to person behind me.
"Hey, do you have a spare pencil I can borrow?" I asked, trying to seem nice and polite. He didn't look up at first. Oh shit! I have to ask again, how embarrassing! I glared at the boy. "Umm… excurse me." I said slightly louder. That got his attention. He looked up. Uh-huh! My breath stopped in my throat as his eyes flashed over me. His eyes were a acid green colour and very tempting at that. He gazed at me and I gaze at him. His jaw-line was strong as like his chin. He had a more Blondie- brown hair colour. His skin was the same cobber brown colour like mine. I looked down at his hands. In his right hand he held out his pencil. Right, I asked for a pencil. I smiled at him and politely took the pencil out of his strong hand.
"Thanks." I turned back. Wow! He was…stunning, breathtaking for sure. Oh and his eyes…one look and you melt! That's one dude I'll let in my pants anytime! Should I risk and snick another look at him? No turning around to look at him would be way to obvious. I had to look at him again. To feel his gaze on me! Even if he was only staring at my boobs, at least he was looking at me! Oh my god I sound disparate! No! I can't be! I just choice not to give myself to a loser. That doesn't make me disparate, does it?
The class went on slowing, my teacherwas blabbering on and on about the Cold War. I never once took my mind of the mind-blowing, super-sexy, magnificent boy behind me. I couldn't concentrate with his body near me. How could any girl? How could anyone? I scanned the room, everyone seemed normal. No other girl seemed to mind a fucken sex god was in the room. I lightly shock my head, in dis-belief. How am I the only one that seems effected by his boy?
The period went quicker than any period had ever gone, and it was all because of this boy. As soon as the bell rang clear and loud I turned to the boy. I melted as he watched me with those beautiful exotic acid green eyes. I reached out and handed his pencil back to him. I had to say something right? Or a least he should say something. Just open you mouth for crying out loud.
"Thanks again, for the pencil." I nodded at the pencil resting in his hands.
"Your very much, welcomed." He smiled, and the second he did my pants were shocking! His voice was like ice slowing sliding down your stomach, leaving a trail of sharp coldness. I loved that coldness!
"Do we know each other…?" I blurted out. Why would I ask that?
"No." He said, politely.
"Oh…I'm sure we…,"
"No. We don't know each other, but I'd like it if we do get to know each other!" He cocked his head and let out a short but very sexy laugh. My stomach was rose and my heart flattered. I had to have his boy! I smile as sweet as I could and stood up. Picked up my bag, and left with my head held high. Playing hard to catch was my way of drawing him to me, though I'm sure I didn't need to play hard to get. What can I say? I love to play games!
I dropped my books and bag of at my locker and made a pit stop at the bathroom. Ran my fingers though my hair, added another layer of red lip-gloss and headed to a vending machine. I got a bag of salt and vinegar chips and a can of coke. I walked through the cafeteria. My heels clicking on the hard tiles as I past the pack table which my dumb-ass brothers and their horny friends sit at, which happens to be my pack, that I don't really belong to. Even, though they seem to think I do.
"Hey sis! Come have a seat!" Maui said loudly to make I did hear him. I hate him!
"I'd rather DIE than be seen in this group or should I say pack?!" I said with loud and very pissed off voice.
"You're more part off this pack than you know!" Joel snapped at me. I shocked my head at him and moved to stroll off, but was stopped with a hand coming down a slapping and grabbing at my ass! I turned to see fucking Timmy, with a gleefully smile on his fucking face!
"You so did not just do that!" I growled at him.
"Did it turn you on?!" He laughed. Fuck him!
"Sadly for you, it didn't!" My tempter growing by the second.
"Maddy! Calm down, now!" Joel cooed. I could feel my temperature heating up quickly, my body was shaking.I didn't listen to his to warning, as for him I was in total control of my body, most of the time.
"How the fuck do you let this fucking asshole touch me? Aren't you my older brother?" I bellowed at Joel.
He looked at me with an expression as if to say 'I don't know'! I was about to blow. They all new it.
"Come on baby, calm down I just wanted to feel you." Timmy shirked.
Oh my Fucked God! He just wanted to feel me! Come on! NO ONE FEELS ME, UNLESS I SAY THEY CAN!
I trotted up to Timmy, bending down to his face; I bet he loved the view.
"How many fucking times do I have to say it to you? I don't want you and I never fucking will!" He looked embarrassed; his face was glowing with redness. He looked over the other side of the table. I followed his gaze. My eyes grew wide and now I felt embarrassed and very confused.
The guys from history watched me with a grin that reached this eyes. He was about to burst into a laughing fit, but was trying to keep it in.I straightened up. I span my head around. Looking at Joel.
"Who's he?" I asked, looking back at the hottie.
"I'm Dean. I joined your pack last night. Nice to meet you Madeline!" I looked at him, shocked.
"OH…and no one bothered to tell me, why?" I asked the pack. Everyone eyeing me but on off then stepping up to tell me why.
"That's why we all meet at the beach last night." Joel said not meeting my eyes.
I let out a small light laugh. I looked back at Dean.
"Welcome to the pack, Dean!" I said blissfully, and paced away.
I sat on the bleachers outside. I made a total fool of myself in front of the hottest boy I have ever seen. Great! So much for playing hard to get, I look like a total bitch! I sighed. Resting my back up against the cold metal and closed my eyes shut tight.
"Hey, Madeline, you know how to put on a show!" His voice was light and weak. But I know who it came from. Dean.
I looked down at him. He was looking at me like he wanted something from me, and what ever he wanted I'd give it to him.
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