《Human Mate (Under Editing)》People and Pain
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Emily's P.O.V
First day of school.
My alarm clock goes off scaring me half to death plus the fact that my dad left a note saying he'll be out for the week on a business trip. Well at least I'll have the house to myself!
My new school is in walking distance which is good. No need to spend my own money on gas.
I start walking to school. Already seeing the big crowds filing into the building. All of them in their groups. I see that Dylan guy taking to a group of girls. The weather here is way different, the heat was unbearable. Walking into the school didn't help much. The hundreds of people making me feel smaller than I already am.
I notice a girl pointing at me, grabbing the attention of Dylan. I start to look away when she walks over to me, her smile never leaving her face.
"Hi! My names Alice. My brother Dylan says that he knows you. I can already tell we will be great friends. What's your name?" Alice says. Her confidence taking me by surprise
"Emily"
"That's such a pretty name"
"Yeah your brother told me" I say and she laughs. Well this is good. I made a friend and I haven't gotten and stares yet. She seems normal... well sort of she's just not like the girls Dylan was talking to earlier. Her tone is initially nice, and not in the too nice type of way. More down to earth.
"Hey Em, I see you met my sister" Dylan walks up to us.
"Em?" I ask him and he brushes it off. Out of nowhere a surge of pain radiates through my chest, halting my movement as a stumble to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Dylan asks me.
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"Y-yeah my chest just hurts." I croak out.
"Here let me help you up. Are you sure you're okay?" he asks picking me up. I let out a small squeal in surprise and nod towards them. "I'll take you to class" he says and hands me my schedule. Turns out we have almost all classes together. Weird, but it doesn't hurt to know someone.
We arrive at our class and the pain in my chest gets worse. Tears threatened to spill in my eyes. Alice looked at Dylan almost like they knew what was happening. Maybe I should go to the nurse.
Garret's P.O.V
"Hey Garret can you help me with something?" Isabella asks.
"Yeah sure"
Instantly Isabella's lips connect to mine. My mind didn't register what was happening at first, her lips moving against mine. Seconds before pulling away I get the worst pain in my chest. Almost like Isabella had caused it. I pull away, growling in discomfort.
When Isabella cowards away from the sound. Moments pass before I get the best scent of Lilac and Vanilla. My mind goes wild wondering where the scent came from.
I look into the hallway and the smell grows stronger. I see a small girl in the arms of my beta Dylan, jealousy rips through me.
My wolf says. I want to run to her. I want to hold her. Before I could do anything Isabella grabs my chin bringing her lips to mine once more. The pain in my chest becoming unbearable, my wolf won't stop yelling at me.
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