I came into history. He, Mello was carefully writing. I took a seat next to him because I was drawn to him. "You are my locker mate," he said without looking from his writing. His voice was silky but edgy with danger and my pants started to feel a tad tight again. I wondered how he could tell. Perhaps he just had a great memory. That still didn't describe how he could identify me without looking. Perhaps his species like mine had a strong sense of smell. I mean I'd identify his scent anywhere chocolate breath, along with the smell of sex and strangely his hair smelled like cinnamon and ginger. He also smelled of something tantalizing my human brain could not figure it out.
"My- my name is Matt," I said slightly stuttering I was nervous my legs were shaking and my mouth was dry. He turned to me flashing an award-winning smile as if I didn't have a hard-on from before when I first saw him. "Tell me did you like what you saw?" He glanced down and smirked. "On second thought don't tell me I already know" I could not stop my cheeks from blushing as red as my hair. I was blushing for two reasons. I was embarrassed for one but also aroused. The arousal was the second reason. Whoever said you only have blood enough for one organ does not know me at all.
The teacher went on about the lecture. Mello wrote notes. I took notes following his lead. I only copied from Mello what I didn't know how to spell. I smiled and said "you know I sat in your seat at first in math" He laughed saying that he didn't mind and that he now understood why his scent was on me. Then I wondered how much of my cum could be on him. As if reading my mind he said: "Oh no pup, I don't take it from the ass." I was shocked was my disheveled appearance the clue that he knew what I was. He laughed and continued taking notes. We took notes until the bell rang. We then left for psychology after that. He strode to the next class as a model would.
The bell rang and I followed him to psychology. While he strutted like a model through the hallway, I followed less gracefully. I was close behind him like a puppy or a beta but then again he did call me pup. He then got in and sat in the middle. I sat next to him again and our female teacher wanted to test our skills at reading people. She said those we sat by would be our partners. Mello smirked as if he was going to enjoy it as well. I checked him out good. His ice-blue eyes looking into mine. I swallowed my palms starting to sweat and shake.
"Well I can tell you're a rebel incubus and that you shop at hot topic, Spencers and are my age," I said. I spared other thoughts I had like that I thought he was hot. I can't tell of which came from where but I knew only those two stores had those items. I shop in both places too. I did not tell what gave me the rest of the information. Some of it was based on what is not a for sure reliable source. He then smiled and he decided to tell me that I was correct. He pulled off the gloves they were Hot Topic, his necklace was not from either he made it himself, his pants were hot topic but his shirt was Spencers, his boots were actually from a leather store.
"Your a werewolf that had a transformation last night and recovering from it, your clothing is based on Hot Topic, Spencers, and Walmart, you are my age, you are new, nervous but also hot and bothered, you are also a virgin" I looked him wide-eyed. "some was easy to tell like for instance the Hot topic thing, your boots are from Hot Topic, and those goggles are from Spencers, the shirt and jeans scream Walmart, the virgin is cause I'm an incubus and your body reacts instantly, the other bit is from our class thing and how you assumed I was your age, the new thing is because the same people have been in Monster high and you are not one of them, and finally your hard on shows that your hot and bothered and your eyes say you're tired. Now the werewolf part is from experience with them. Others wouldn't know and the moon last night said for transformations"
"You were dead on all of it," I replied.
We recorded what we said and handed it to the teacher. She laughed "Wow Mello you were always known as a manipulator but I didn't know you could read people" He laughed in nonchalance. I figured he had to be able to read to manipulate but that could just be me. Still, he was on the money more than I was.
He then cast a look at the clock. "Shit " he muttered "Um teacher, I got A lunch can I go?" he asked. She looked at her list and yes he was A lunch. "Matt's also an A Mello so take him with you?" she asked. I knew I was a B lunch but she insisted I was an A. "It's cause no werewolf should do a B lunch after a transformation. If that happens you won't recover energy staying awake and you won't learn by sleeping either. She's one of those smart teachers" I smiled. I could maybe get this to be a permanent arrangement later. Mello and I got out and I followed to the cafeteria right behind him. I then asked where I would be sitting and he replied with him. It was the beginning of a great friendship.