Anastasia's P.O.V.-
The bell rang and first period was over; time to go to our second class of the day. I popped in the bathroom in between classrooms. I recall I was washing my hands in front of the mirror when the door opened again; thank goodness we were alone in here. I glanced over to see a female wolf standing there, glaring my way. It took me a minute to recognize that she actually was glaring at me. Wait…. my feet unhurriedly shifted in her direction. She looks familiar; where have I seen her before? Hmmmmm. "Watch where you're going, lamb chop." Oh, wait.
Her lips parted, making that horrid "tisk" sound in the process. Her hand rested on her hip in that way; she looked like one of those mean girls you'd see in the movies. The only difference between someone like her and Clarise? She's a carnivore. This would be my first time being bullied by a female carnivore at school. Oh boy, here it comes.
"Abby, right?" "Ana; Anastasia," I corrected, frowning. "Right. You're the… "active" girl on campus, aren't you?" "I don't know what you mean by that, but I prefer you not use such a passive-aggressive tone with me," ugh, I'm already done with her BS. Clearly, she wasn't. "Awe, well aren't you just the sweetest, little lamb ever? No wonder all the boys love you." "Oh, I wouldn't say that." "I would. I've heard about you- you have, heh, quite a reputation." "Falsely earned, I assure you," I rolled my eyes, about ready to leave. "Hmmmmm, you sure about that?" "Absolutely. Now if you excuse me…." But of course, she had to block my path. Her eyes intensified onto mine.
"You know, lamb chop, there're a lot of guys at this school." "I'm aware," I wanted to roll my eyes again. "And more than half of them are herbivores." "That's what the student directory says." "Right, so… tell me, why do you think you're entitled to every boy on campus, irrelevant of species?" "Huh?" My eyebrow raised. What's she talking about? "Heh, don't play dumb with me, hogget. I know you know…." "Know what?" She sighed, like this was trying for her. For her! Bitch.
"I can see you have short-term memory problems, so I'll help you remember. The festival, last night, the blackout… Any of this ringin' a bell?" Her hand waved circularly in front of her. "What are you talking about? What are you trying to say to me?" "I'm saying that you have a thing for apex predators, don't ya?" My heart skipped a beat. Oh…. oh no. What is happening? How could she…? She must have saw it on my face since she smirked like she had caught me red-handed.
"That's right; I saw you hug him over by the trees. You have a lot of nerve, throwing yourself at a wolf like that." "I didn't! I was just so surprised he found me," surprised and overjoyed. "Oh, don't flatter yourself. He didn't "find" you; Christian would never purposefully look for someone like you. You just happened to be in the right place at the right time." "I uh…" I don't know if that's true; sure didn't seem to be the case. My hand rose up to my chest at this wolf's daring to take a threatening step forward.
"Now you listen to me, you tramp. Stay away from Christian. A weak herbivore like you has no business even talking to him. You're not friends; you'll never be friends. So just focus on your own boyfriend and leave mine alone, got it? He's mine!" W-what is she talking about? Does she know Christian or something? A little flame inside of me kept growing and growing, fuelled by the way she disrespectfully barked at me. My frown was very wide by now and my eyes narrowed onto hers.
"Christian isn't your property; we can be friends if we want. Who cares if we're different species?" "Are you blind? The world cares! Who'll accept a lamb and wolf together, even just as friends? Seriously, what's wrong with you? Trying to get yourself eaten? Commit suicide by Christian's hands?" "Shut up! Christian would never hurt me or any herbivore! How dare you?!" Ok, that… that right there, made me angry. "You can't really want to be his friend, if you don't want him to eat you. Look, you've slept with most the boys at school; just pick one of them, or stick with Paul, and leave us alone. That clear enough for you, whore?" My eyes began to widen as I suddenly remembered something. She said this, and….. Both my hands dropped down at my sides as I continued to watch her with large, intent eyes. "Did you… imprint on Christian?"
The room was silent for a long moment. All I remember is my gaze going from her to the where the stalls were. My head moved without my will; it was slapped, making it involuntarily turn to the side. Those first few seconds right afterwards, I was so stunned I couldn't verbally react. I merely blinked back at her. The hatred on her face…. If looks could kill, I'd been dead in a matter of seconds.
"None of your business! And even if I did imprint on him, it wouldn't change anything! Christian and I are perfect for each other; we're both wolves and he's an alpha. We have a hell of a lot more in common than you and him will ever have; that's for sure." So…. she didn't imprint on Christian, then? Her smirk only widened, not phased but what she just told me at all. "It's definitely going to happen, no matter what anyone thinks. Besides, he's bound to imprint on me any day now- it takes a while sometimes. We're going to the spring festival together; we're going to light lanterns and everything. So I'd really appreciate it if you avoided him. Seriously, if you know what's good for you, you'll stay away," her tone grew very, very menacing near the end. My foot instinctively slid back; my bottom lip quivering a bit. She was a wolf, after all….
"A-are you… threatening me?" "Oh, don't you pull that shit with me. Don't go playing the "weak herbivore" victim card. I'm not threating you, moron; I'm telling you to stay away from my man. What's so threatening about that?" She's trying to backpedal….. badly. "Or what? You think you can boss me around because I'm a lamb? Is that it?" "Yeah, you are a lamb, and I wouldn't forget it if I were you," and I swear her eyes intensified their glare. "There aren't only male carnivores here on campus. Not that I'd ever eat you- I don't eat soiled meat."
That's it. She's dangerous; I could tell that about her. She didn't have time to react as I ran past her, shoving her out of the way of the door in the process. "Hey!" The female wolf shrieked on my way out. I didn't look forward; I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. All I knew is that I had to get away from her- that witch. Of course I crashed into somebody; of course he had to steady me with both his hands on my shoulders. I peered up to see a baffled and concerned Paul, keeping his hands securely on me.
"Ana? What's wrong?" "P-Paul!" By now some bystanders were quietly observing, equally surprised as he was at my untimely arrival. Paul's eyes grew in worry as he inspected my face. "Why do you look like you're about to cry? Did something happen?" "Oh, Paul….." Here, now with him, I felt safe enough to finally let the tears fall. My lips couldn't stop trembling. "Ana! Are you alright? Tell me what's wrong. What happened?" It was Paul's turn to freak out. But that didn't last long- he understood pretty quickly what was going soon enough. Well, not everything but enough. He glanced over at the girl's bathroom door opening; the wolf poked her head outside to see us. Oh, the reactionary rage and abhorrence in Paul's expression and eyes. I instantly felt myself being pulled in closer to Paul; his hands wrapping protectively around my back.
Now it was her turn to look afraid; and I would be too, with Paul glaring at me like that.