NOTES | Alpha Order | Inner Wolf | 'Talking in Mind Link'
New Characters | Vicktor Smyrnov and James Saintclaire
Chapter Seventeen | Study Hall
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Loveless smiled brightly as she stood between Vic and James. "So!" She chirped happily. "Let's get you to the office." Her dark eyes shimmered happily. "Do you think they will give us the same classes?"
"They will." James smirked. "They're starin' again darlin'."
She rolled her eyes. "My smile scares people," Loveless replied while waving them off. They would get over it or look at her feet instead. She didn't care which one.
Vic chuckled. "Let's go. I'm too good-looking to stare at for too long - medical issues can arise." His never fleeing arrogance sifted through the air.
"What do you mean 'I'm to good looking'?" James growled playfully. His brows furrowed as he looked at the other man around Loveless.
Loveless shook her head, but couldn't fight the smile playing with her lips. "I think we should take another looking at the medical issue thingy - there is some truth to that."
"Meanies." Vic pouted.
Loveless rolled her eyes and grabbed their arms. She pulled them through the parting crowds and towards the school office.
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"Hello!" Mrs. Peterson smiled brightly. "You two are new." Her eyes glittered as she glanced from Loveless to them once more. She had made friends. That was good.
Vic and James nodded.
"Class is about to start." She smiled sweetly.
James stepped closer. "We were hoping to sit with our friend." His dark eyes gazed at her, his deep green eyes hypnotizing her.
"Oh," She nodded, a blush stained her cheeks. "O-of course." She twisted around towards the class. "Both of you move to other seats."
"Thanks darlin'," he whispered by the teacher before facing the class.
Mrs. Peterson cleared her throat and looked in the opposite direction as she tried to cool her frazzling nerves. "Class, meet our new students."
Swoons could be heard from the girls, while groans from the guys.
"Hello, James Saintclaire. Originally from Texas . . . moved around a bit." He was tall - 6'3", with a lean firm build. His hair was short - but long enough to fall into his eyes, while short and buzzed in the back and sides - a lush midnight black. His skin was a soft golden hue that made his dark green eyes shine vividly.
"Hello, my name is Vicktor Smyrnov. It's spelled S-m-y-r-n-o-v sounds like Smirnoff vodka." He was tall - 6'1", with a lean firm build. His hair was short - but long enough to fall into his eyes, while short and buzzed in the back - and a lush mocha brown. His skin was a soft golden hue that made his pale leaf green eyes luminescent.
"Class . . . " She spoke expectantly.
"Hello!" They called out.
"Now please take your seats." Mrs. Peterson smiled, but didn't let her eyes linger like she wanted too.
Vic and James sat, one on each side of Loveless.
A smug smile graced her lips as envious eyes glared at her. Loveless giggled softly. If only they knew that James and Vic batted for each other.
James smirked. "What'cha gigglin' at darlin'?" His Texan twang shinning through with the ever present darlin' that he drawled out.
Loveless' icy blue eyes shimmered with glee. "They're envious." She smirked. Her lips thinned as she did her best not to blurt out the obvious.
James smiled at Vic over the top of Loveless' head.
Vic rolled his eyes. "Pay attention you two. I will not do your homework." His lips pursed as he fought away a wide smile. They all knew that as soon as Loveless batted her pretty blue eyes at him, Vic would cave
Loveless turned towards the other and pouted. She whined, "not fair!" Her eyes sparkled. She knew what Vic was thinking and it was true.
"Pay attention darlin'," James cooed playfully. He winked at Vic.
Loveless rolled her eyes before beginning to doodle.
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"So!" Claire squealed. "Introduce us!" Her eyes were wide, a bright smile covered her supple lips. Her dark brown eyes sparked widely as she stared at the two new guys.
Loveless rolled her eyes. "James and Vicktor." A smile graced her lips as they bowed their heads in acknowledgement. She pointed at her friends. "Claire, Eric, Angela, and Alejandro or Alex."
"Nice to meet you," Vic replied, his air of aristocratic hierarchy ever present. His eyes were cool as he assessed the people standing before him. Were they worthy of their Princess?
"You're cool!" Eric blurted out before he could stop myself.
James smirked, a soft chuckle falling from his lips. "So where are we headed now?"
Loveless and Angela grinned. "Study Hall!" they chimed together in melody. And that was why everyone liked Wednesday. Every Wednesday the 'homeroom' classes have third period free.
"And you two are happy why?" Vic questioned with an arched eyebrow. Something was up. The look in Loveless' eyes was mischievous.
Loveless shrugged. "The librarian is hot."
Angela giggled and nodded. A gentle blush stained her softly tinted caramel colored skin. Dark thick eye lashes framed shimmering chocolate orbs. "So hot!" Her eyes connected with Loveless, it was one of the things that had helped them bond with their budding friendship.
James chuckled once. "Then by all means, let's not dally." He winked at Vic before ushering Loveless forward.
Vic smirked as he followed the group, letting them lead the way. His leaf green orbs followed Loveless' movements with skilled precision. He smirked as he glanced to his right. Leeches. Vic tilted his head to the side, bowing in acknowledgement. Vic liked to play with his prey. James wasn't to fond, but Vic had always found a poetic justice in the predator becoming the prey.
Edward frowned. 'He knows something.'
Devon barely moved as he nodded in agreement. 'They both do. They are like Damon and I.' His brows ever so slightly twitched as he frowned with inhuman speed. 'My observation was right.' Devon licked his lips, a human aspect he had picked up. 'They are more powerful apart, than Damon and I together.'
Which means together . . . Edward trailed off as he consciously breathed in and out.
Devon nodded softly. "Yes."
"What are you talking about?" Bella questioned. Her head tilted to the side as her doe eyes widened innocently.
Edward smiled softly. "Nothing important my love. Are you ready for study hall?"
Bella nodded. "So do you know anything about the two new students?" She placed her hand in the crook of Edwards offered arm.
"No my love. Just that it is the same James and Vicktor that Paul was talking about."
Bella nodded. "The one we met at the diner." A pout marred her lips. "That's all?"
Edward nodded. "Yes, my love."
She heaved a small sigh and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Well then, let's go. Maybe we can make friends with them in study hall."
"Bella," Rosalie heaved an audible sigh. "They don't want to be your friend."
Bella pouted, before whining, "Why is she so mean to me Edward?" She blinked innocently.
She heaved a sigh as Edward glared at her. Rosalie rolled her eyes. 'You were clearly thinking it. Don't be a little shit simply because you wouldn't say it out loud.'
His glare intensified.
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Angela groaned. "Bella's coming over."
"Lovely," He heaved a soft sigh. James' nose crinkled ever so slightly.
Loveless grinned and turned towards Vic. "Did James tell you she tried to hit on him?" She smiled a sweet innocent smile as she look at the brunette. And Vic could play the jealous card when he wanted amusement.
"Oh," Vic arched a perfect eyebrow. "Did she?"
James had the audacity to blush. A chuckle fell from his lips. "Darlin' . . ." He shook his head and heaved a sigh. "You are starting something for no reason Lovely."
"James?" Vic tilted his head. "Hmm?"
James turned to glare at Loveless. He pointed at the smirking brunette. "I blame you." James shook his head as he stared at Vic over Loveless' head.
Loveless giggled.
Vic winked. "You don't like skinny bitches. I'm not worried."
"Vic," Loveless held up a hand. "Let's be honest. He doesn't like bitches."
Vicktor laughed out loud at the shocked look on James face.
"Darlin'! That's not something you just blurt out." James did his best to fight the smile forming on his lips. She had been around Vic a little too much. He could see it more easily when they put the two in a room together. They seemed to feed off of the bluntness that each had.
Eric snorted and waved them off. "We already knew."
"Really?" Vic arched a brow in amusement. "How so?"
Claire pointed at James. "He keeps checking you out. And you have glanced at Alejandro here quite a few times."
"Not to mention we think Eric is secretly gay." Alejandro supplied. A smirk of his thin supple lips as the said male protested. "What Nerd? What'cha gonna do?"
Everyone laughed as Eric began to pout.
"Yes," Angela nodded. "And if we are going to be honest. . ." She grinned. "Alex has a nice firm ass too."
The group broke out into laughter.
James smiled as he watched Loveless smile jovially at the shocked looking Alex. 'She has made good friends.'
Vicktor nodded. 'Our Princess has done good without us here. She really has.'
"Hi!"
"Go away," Loveless snapped.
The tall pale male beside the brunette frowned. "It's not polite to be rude." Edward replied calmly.
Loveless rolled her eyes. "It's not polite to butt into a conversation. But, somehow that never stops you."
"My name is Isabella. Friends just call me Bella." She smiled brightly. Her eyes zero'd in on James and Vicktor. "It's great to see you again."
James glanced up at the mahogany haired girl. "We've met?" He cocked his head to the side while blanketing the group surrounding him - keeping their thoughts silent. It was a talent. One only his kind possessed, let alone perfected. What others didn't need to know; they wouldn't see, hear, or know.
Edward frowned and glanced at Devon.
Devon shrugged with his inhuman speed. 'I can feel their power. But I cannot tell you who is using it at this moment. They are blocking all of my senses off.' Devon shook his head, jerking back slightly. His senses were numbed, leaving him lost and cold.
Edward glanced back and forth between Vicktor and James. Which one?
Bella pouted. "Aw, that's not nice."
James blinked. "We've met?" His brows furrowed dramatically. "Are you sure?"
"Of course, we met at the diner." Bella smiled as she blinked, eyeing the male specimen before her. She stepped closer. "Don't you remember," she purred.
"Bella," Edward warned softly. What is she doing?
Rosalie snorted softly, she didn't need a mind link to guess what her brother was thinking. She's hitting on him in front of you.
Edward growled. No she isn't. She loves me.
Rosalie smirked, she knew that look too. You sure?
"Bells," His teeth gnashed together, jaw tightening. "Let's go find a seat."
Bella glanced at her boyfriend before turning back to James. "How can you not remember me?"
Loveless snorted. "First of all, you aren't that special. Secondly, your master just gave you a direct order. I would listen." She blinked innocently. "Bu-bye." She cooed softly, batting her eyelashes.
Bella held her glare in as Edward curved his arm around her waist and directed her towards an empty table.
"Gah! She is so annoying!" Eric declared, his eyes on the Cullens as they floated away. "How can anyone be that daft?" he questioned while turning back to the group. "That type of blatant stupidity should be studied so it can be fixed."
The edges of James lips quirked. He's a character.
Vicktor smiled and fussed with Loveless' hair. 'They all are. Our Princess chose well.'
'That she did, that she did.' James smiled fondly at the two. 'Just like mother and daughter.'
"Stop messing with my hair, Vicki," Loveless cajoled playfully.
Vic stuck his tongue out. "I'll have you know, anyone would be happy if I played with them." He wiggled his eyebrows.
James snorted.
"I'm single, honey. You can play with me anytime." A smooth voice quipped from behind Vicktor.
The group turned.
Vicktor arched an eyebrow in amusement. He let his pale leaf green eyes slide over the small, supple frame. A slow smile spread across his supple lips as his eyes met the others.
"I'm Lauren." She moved closer while flipping her blonde.
A predator smile covered his lips. His eyes gleamed dangerous. "No thanks, I'm clean."
Lauren's eyes widened as her jaw dropped. "What?" she screeched in anger.
"Well," Vic cocked his head tot he side cutely. "I said, 'I'm clean.' Did you not understand?"
Lauren growled once more before stalking away.
"Okay, you are officially my hero!" Eric squealed.
Loveless rolled her eyes and wrapped her arms around Vic. "Nope, I saw him first."
"Sharing is caring!" Eric sang.
"He's mine." Loveless snapped sweetly. She didn't share Vic or James with anyone. Unless James and Vic needed James and Vic time, she was so not getting in the way of that.
Vic wrapped his arms around her shoulders, while patting her arm. "Now now, there's enough to go around." He winked at James.
Loveless smiled and purred softly as she nestled closer. "So warm."
Vic squeezed her closer while rubbing her arms.
"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask about that." Claire started. "How come you're so cold? I mean like frigid cold?" Her head tilted to the side in blatant curiosity.
Loveless shrugged.
"Not sure," James murmured. "I even took her to the doctor one time for a check up - just to make sure." That wasn't completely true. Yes, he had taken her to the doctor but it was so they could get a sample of her blood. They had to be sure. They knew as soon as they saw her, that she was the princess. But that had to be sure before getting to close. James smiled softly at the two before answering. "She's been like this since birth. It's genetic."
Claire nodded.
"Oh, so you were hugging me for my hot bod, not my hot bod." Alex wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Mamacita, that's cold."
Loveless giggled softly and burrowed closer.
"Oh!" Angela perked up brightly. "Tomorrow is Claire's birthday!" She smiled brightly, her eyes shimmered cheerfully. "We are going to First Beach."
Claire giggled cutely.
"All three of you are invited." Angela glanced at Claire, a devious sly-ness crossed her face. "I was hoping you would invite the guys."
Loveless groaned. "Why," she whined.
"Quil." Angela replied while smirking.
Claire perked, if possible, even more. "Really?" Her eyes shimmered with hope.
Damn it . . . just like a puppy - though Paul loo-. "Can't I, I don't know . . . Just invite Quil?" Loveless bargained.
Angela shook her head. "Nope, that will be suspicious."
"Ugh," Loveless groaned once more and burrowed closer. "Fine, but I'm going to word it differently."
Claire pouted. "Why?"
"Do they know you?"
Claire shook her head. "Nope." A pout marred her lips.
"Right, so if I invite them to your birthday, they might realize something is up." Loveless shrugged. "Letting them tag along . . . will make it seem less suspicious." She pointed at Claire. "And since tomorrow is your birthday - short notice much? - my present to you will be Quil's arrival."
Claire beamed and nodded. "Of course! Best present ever!"
Loveless giggled.
Angela held out a slip of paper. "Okay, all of our numbers are on here, text us later if they are!" She stood and tucked a couple strands of the brown hair behind her ear. "Bells about to ring," her cheeks tinged red. "I need to check out a book."
James smirked. "Check out the book, or check out the book-keeper?" Loveless questioned slyly while picking up the paper.
"I thought you liked my ass?" Alex replied, looking heartbroken.
Angela rolled her eyes. "Can't I have the best of both hot guys?"
The group laughed and watched as she sashayed off.
So what did you think?
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And yes, James and Vic are both guys who are together. If you find it uncomfortable, please let me know. But also please understand . . . this story is about Paul and OCC story. This means that James and Vic's relationship is not an actual point. The most you will see from them together is hand holding, hugs, kiss on the forehead (if that) and looks. As read in the scene with them in the car - that is as deep in detail as I will go.
But as stated before, this story is not about them nor will I let it become about them. Alas, if you do have a problem with it please let me know.
Also remeber this story is RATED M FOR A REASON - IT IS ADULT THEMED ANYTHING GOES.