Chapter 2

"What's up with you?" I felt a hand touch my shoulder, it causes me to jump and swiftly turn, ready to punch whoever it is in the face when I realize it's just Anna. That one friend I was talking about earlier.

"Someone's jumpy," She says and eyes my raised fist.

I let out a breath I wasn't aware I was holding and close my locker. "Well, yeah. Who wouldn't be when people just come out of no where?"

"But I didn't come out of no where," She states as she begins to walk. "I was behind you for like, two minutes. What's got you lost in thought?"

I sigh and fall into step beside her and begin to tell her about how Mr. Matthews was all over my ass in six period, she just nods and agrees that he's horrible. Then Anna goes on to explain how she tried to talk to this cute boy from her Math class, and how when she asked him if he wanted to study for the up coming exam, In result, he told her he was gay.

I laugh at that, which causes Anna to smack me in my arm. "Ronnie! It's not funny! What if he really isn't gay? What if he just told me that because he thinks I'm ugly or something?"

I quickly shake my head at that. I know it's not true because Anna surely isn't ugly with her long blonde hair and her deep brown eyes. I didn't understand why she didn't have a boyfriend, or why she wasn't in the whole popular crowd.

I guess because the whole popular crowd consisted of werewolves. Anna wasn't one, so of course she couldn't be apart of it.

Yeah, that was the only difference between us. I was a werewolf while she was.. Normal. Something I had never experienced.

I practically told Anna everything. Well, close to everything. I couldn't tell her I was a werewolf, that'd be breaking a pack law.

But sometimes I wish I could. I think I even almost told her once. Thankfully, I bit my tongue before I could say anything more.

"Ronnie? Are you paying attention?" Anna asks, bringing me out of my trance.

"Um, yeah." I nod, pulling my bag closer to my body as I exit the school with her by my side. "Asked a guy out for studying. He told you he was gay. You think you're ugly. See? I'm listening."

She laughs slightly, and turns her head to look in the direction of my pack. She always seems to have a habit of doing that. Maybe because she yearns to hang out with them, instead of me.

I can see the frown etch at the curve of her lips as she stares. "Why do they have to be so perfect?" She mummers, probably thinking I don't catch it. If only she knew.

"They're not perfect," I object, stopping to get a better look at them. It's Adam, the Alpha's son, who catches me staring. Well, catches me and Anna. "They're probably stuck up snobs."

"Yeah," She nods. "But come on! Look at Adam Beckett. He's like.. a God."

I snort, "A God? Really?"

Sure, Adam's cute. But he's no God. In my eyes, at least. In others, I see where they're coming from. Adam wasn't like all the other boys in school. Maybe it's because he wasn't a boy, but a man with shaggy blonde hair, alluring hazel eyes, and a strong, lean, fit body. I know it's rather cliche to say this, but every girl really did want to be with him and every boy, wanted to be him.

I didn't know if it was his parents that he got his extremely good looks from, or his werewolf trait.

He seems to catch my gaze. For a while, we stare at each other. I'm trying to decipher what lays under those hazel of his. What is he thinking at this moment? I was never one good to read Adam. Even when we were the closets of friends. Maybe it's because when I look at him, I still see the little boy I use to play at the lake with. The clueless, kind, one.

Anna nudges me, causing me to pull my gaze away from him to her. "He's staring at you. You think he likes you? He has this dreamy look on his face, you know?"

No Anna, I don't know, I think warily. And shake my head. Like the Alpha's son would ever want something to do with me.

.. Boy was I wrong or what?

It takes me an hour to get Anna off my case about Adam. And coming over for the weekend. It always takes this long to convince her she can't come over.

It's not that I don't want her to come over to my house, meet my dad and all that stuff, it's just that she can't. I lived with the pack. Bringing a human around wouldn't be smart with people in wolf form prancing around.

I bet Alpha Beckett would definitely have a fit then. I almost grin at the thought of him angry. I don't hate him, but I dislike him to a point where I only talk to him when necessary. I make no attempt to greet him whenever I see him. He doesn't either, just examines me with his blue eyes. The same eyes that Adam posses.

Something about that thought makes my skin crawl. I don't know what gives me the creeps about Alpha Beckett, but I can't seem to over come it.

I don't know why I even care for his existence, once I get old enough, I'm probably just gonna bail out on the pack. Maybe go off and do something I love in the human world.