My Hot Alpha

I was sat in English. Mr Gallagher hadn't even looked my way. All I got was a simple nod and a reminder that I still had two weeks of detention.

I couldn't concentrate on anything that he was saying. My skin felt like it was on fire.

"In order to pass this class you still need to sit your final exam. You'll get your assignments back at the end of the week".

"So we all passed sir?". Trevor asked

"Barely". He smirked. "But yes you all passed. Some better than others mind you".

"Thank god for that". Abby sighed. "I struggled with that one".

"Same. I'm not sure I done enough".

"I'm sure you did". She smiled. "Can I ask you something?".

"Yeah".

"Are you still involved with Jake Taylor?".

"Involved?". I laughed. "That makes me sound old but no I'm not. How come?". I had a feeling she had heard what happened.

"I heard something but-....

"Settle down everyone". Mr Gallagher interrupted. "Although your assignment is finished it doesn't mean there isn't work to do". He glanced my way. "Your final exam isn't that far away". "What did you hear?". I whispered.

"And I'm sure". His voice got louder. "No one wants to fail. I'm going to pass out a short story that was wrote by a friend of mine. I want you to tell me what they could have done better or if you would have changed anything". He passed them to the people in the front row so they could pass them back.

"Abby?".

"That he was with something else". She whispered.

Even though I already knew the truth it still hurt to hear it coming from someone else. If she knew how many other people knew?

"But it's just rumours right?".

Smiling I shook my head. I wish it was just rumours.

"That a*****e". She huffed.

"Abby is there a problem?". Mr Gallagher asked.

"Oh-.. no sir sorry".

"Well done on your assignment by the way. You knocked it out the park".

"I did?". She grinned.

"You did". His grin matched hers.

"Awesome". She laughed.

I wasn't even asking how I did. I passed and that's all that mattered. There was a knock on the door before Mr Gregg the principal poked his head in. "Mr Gallagher can I have a word please?".

As soon as the door closed and Mr Gallagher was out of sight the chatter picked up.

"I can't believe he did that to you".

"It happens". I shrugged.

"What a dick". It was strange to hear her swear. She always seemed so pleasant. "You deserve better Leah and you'll get it".

"I hope so". I opened my notepad ready to start jotting down some notes when the door to the classroom opened.

"Miss Wilson a word please and bring your stuff".

"Why?". I frowned already packing my bag. The first thing that came to mind was my gran.

"Now Miss Wilson".

I got to my feet taking my phone from my pocket to see if I had any missed calls. Surely my aunt Claire would have tried to contact me. "What's going on?". I glanced at Mr Gregg. "Is my gran okay?".

"Everything is fine Miss Wilson. Mr Gallagher you can go back to your lesson. Leah follow me please".

"What's going on?". I frowned as I followed him down the hall. Why was he taking me out my class? As we turned the corner I froze. No he didn't.

"Thanks Mr Gregg. I owe you one". He grinned.

"Anytime Jake".

I was fuming.

"What do you think you're doing?". I glared.

"You won't talk to me".

"And you think taking me out of school is going to make me talk to you?".

He shrugged. "You won't let me explain".

"Explain". I laughed. "I'm not doing this". This hall was going to be full of students any second. I wasn't going to let him embarrass me a second time.

"Leah-..".

"No". I hissed. "I'll talk to you when I'm ready". I about turned ready to walk away. "You did this Jake, remember that".

I made my way to the toilet glad he didn't follow and drag me out of school. What was he thinking? Locking the stall door floods of tears fell from my eyes. I wasn't upset and yet I couldn't control them. Did he think I would just leave with him?

Dabbing my eyes with some toilet paper I took a deep breath. I stood in the toilets until the bell went signalling second period had started. I had a free period so I was in no rush.

Heading towards the cafeteria I cursed when I saw Mr Gallagher standing at the coffee machine. God give me strength today because I was not in the mood.

"Miss Wilson".

"Sir". I nodded.

"I hope you're not skipping?". He said a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"Free period". I inserted some money pushing for a cappuccino.

"I see. After school come by my classroom and I'll sort you out with some jobs to do".

"Right detention". I sighed picking up my coffee.

"Are you alright?". He asked.

"Fine. I'll catch you later". I headed towards the library and found a seat in the back away from everyone. Taking out my chemistry books I opened my notepad. I was feeling more confident about the class now. I was finally starting to take it in. "There she is". Ryan grinned taking the seat beside me.

"Haven't you got class?". I asked.

"Came to see my favourite girl". He placed a pack of twizzlers on the table sliding them to me.

"For me?". I teased opening them up and taking one.

"You good?".

"I've been better". I smiled.

"You wanna skip, I'll take you for a burger?".

"I can't". I sighed.

"How about we do something tonight then?".

"I'd like that". It's not as if I was doing anything anyway. "I might even let you drive my car".

"I knew it was yours when I drove in this morning". He grinned. "Let me have a shot at the beast".

Shaking my head I rolled my eyes. "It's a date. Now how come you're not in class?".

"I am Ms Graham thinks I'm at the toilet". He laughed.

"You better get back before you end up with detention".

"I'm going, I just wanted to make sure you were okay. When you didn't answer any of my texts or calls I got worried".

"I didn't turn my phone on for 3 days and then I got sick".

"You know you deserve better right?".

"Ryan"...

"Just saying shorty. You're a fucking knockout and that piece of shit doesn't deserve you".

"Maybe". I shrugged. "But I don't want to talk about it".

"I thought he was a good guy, I literally put him on a fucking pedestal and he goes and shits on my best friend". "Please stop". I whispered.

"Still got feelings?".

"It's hard to explain". I wish I could tell him why I still had feelings. Those feelings were never going to go away.

"You still deserve better but what do I know. I gotta get back. I'll drive over for 7 tonight but we're definitely taking your car". "Okay, I'll see you tonight".

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