Chapter 2
I walked into the lunch room. Jake ran up to me and said,
"Did you hear about the new kid?" Said jake
"Who?" I replied.
"Trent. Blond, spiky hair, blue eyes." He went on but I tuned him out. If he knew the eye colour he must have already mind-bent (hypnotised) him.
"Already mind-bent Trent huh? Thanks Jake. Real friend" I said sarcastically.
"New kid, over here" called Jake
Trent looked around the lunch room and his eyes settled on us.
"Me?" he asked.
"No the monkey behind you. Oh wait same thing. Come here"
"Nice." I commented. Trent walked over. If he was offended he did a good job hiding it.
"So what's up?" Asked Trent.
"The sky" I replied casually. Trent ignored the comment and said
"So anything interesting happen here"
"Yeah" I smirked "This". I shot green laser beams out of my eyes. The lasers bounced over the glass and hit a poster that read 'Prom: Find a date before it's too late!'. The room went silent.
"Sorry but, I don't like to use my powers for fun". He put a big emphasis on my. 'Oh great another goody two shoes' I thought.
"Are you sure he even has powers?" Said a voice behind me. I turned around already knowing who it was.
"Hey Cass" I said. I blinked and she was gone. The next thing I know the cafeteria burst into laughter. I turned around and there stood Trent. His pants were around his ankles, exposing his boxers. I got out of my seat and walk towards him.
"Nice duckies" I said. This caused the whole cafeteria to laugh around. I looked back at Trent. His face was ared. Not the embarrassment but, with rage. Trent charged at me. His eyes went red as he tackled me through the wall. 'Well, I'm already through a wall. Let see how far Trent's going to go.
"Aw, baby's got super strength" I teased. He raised his fist up and punched me in the jaw just as Principle Andrews walked in. Crack, his fist connected with my face.
"What in giraffes name is going on?" Mr. Andrews roared. Mr. Andrews gasped at my dislocated jaw. All eyes landed on Trent. He slowly looked around and lowered his bloody fist. I smirked. He got off of me and glared are everyone. I was still laying in the debris that used to be the school mural. The prom poster lay a few feet to my left.
"It's not what it looks like. Honest." Trent pleaded.
"Really?" Mr. Andrews said. "His Mr. Aspen laying on the floor or not?"
"Well yes."
"Is he lay on the floor because of you?"
"No!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"It seems you have also dislocated Mr. Aspen's jaw, yes? Well, if my old eyes saw right." Trent put his head down and sighed. He knew he had lost this battle. He knew not to mess with me. I was a alpha and I was there to stay.
"Yes."
"Well then go to the office. Ask Mrs. Callis the buzz you in and wait on the bench." Mr. Andrews turned to Cass. "Ms. Maxwell" Cass' head turned to look up at the principle. "Please escort Mr. Aspen to the nurse"
"Yes, sir" when we all left the cafeteria cane to life again. Everyone could breath. Once again I was the subject of topic.