Chapter Ten

Addison POV

Standing in front of my wardrobe, looking at my clothes I groaned. I hated having to decide what to wear. I looked through the rack, wishing I had put them in a neat order. As usual clothes were all over the place. I then found a black long sleeved dress with a skirt that loved to swing around and that ended just above my knees. I had been given it as a present by Aunt Sophia and hadn't really worn it except for one of her birthday parties. It was not normal to wear a dress to school but I just felt like it. And it covered up by bruises.

I pulled on my sheer, skin coloured tights and usual black pumps. Looking at them, I decided that on my next shopping trip I would a new pair, they were getting too worn.

In Algebra we got a test back, I can't remember when we did it but he apologised for taking so long to mark them. In red ink at the top was a D. I collapsed my head onto the desk and sighed deeply.

Mr Dillon asked if I needed help and I agreed. He said he's find someone for me. I was glad. At this point in the semester and even the year, I was desperate. My grade for maths was bad.

Jasper POV

At the end of my algebra class, I was asked by Mr Dillon if I could tutor a fellow student, who was struggling with his class and maths in general. I smiled, asked who it was as I wasn't sure I could. I was on an assignment. I had to be focused on Addison. He tried to persuade me by saying it would look good on an university application. Hah, if only he knew what I was.

"Addison Reynolds." I smiled. Tutoring her would get me, us closer to her quicker than we could another way. She was always surrounded by friends and Logan. It was near impossible to talk to her without people being around, overhearing. We may be the new kids, with people wanting to know all about us but we were also found intimidating. Humans had instincts and with us, however much we tried to fit in, subconsciously they knew we were different, dangerous and stayed away.

Addison POV

As I walked to my car I heard someone running, the loose stones in the asphalt pinging across the ground. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. Turning I found Jasper Brandon. He smiled at me. "Addison, hey. Mr Dillon asked me to tutor you. Is that ok?" "Um, yeah, sure. Can I get back to you? It's just I have to be somewhere right now." I could see people looking at me. I gave him my telephone numbers and bade him goodbye.