The Wallflower and the Alphas

Avery P.O.V.

" Right now, we want you to help us with your Lover-boys, destroy them and step down as kings here.” So, we can take over the school.”

Oh, the best part is for you,” he said, smiling down at me.

Huh, I gave him a confused look on my face.

How that?” I ask him.

Oh, you’re going to make them fall in love with you,” So, you’re going to help us bring them down, princess.”

He tells me.

Why me? I didn’t like this.

“What if I refused?” I tell him.

“Well, sweetheart, you won’t like what will happen if you reject my plan,” he pulled me close to his face, and I could see his lips were two inches away from mine.

Jason moved away with an evil smirk. I saw him and Sean; Adam backed out and started walking towards the door.

“Oh, Avery, the clock is ticking, princess,” If I were you, I would hurry up before I lose my patients, tick tock tick tock, he said when he lifted his watch and pointed at it.

I sighed and kept quiet, watching them walk out the door and shut it.

I let out a breath I was holding in, and I let it out.

What am I going to do? I can’t believe hunters are back. They are dangerous and cruel and mean. We won’t have change if there’s more than us.

I heard the second bell ring, jumped, and was off the wall and out the door.

I quickly ran to my next class. After all, I didn’t need anything because I had everything I needed for my next class.

In Art Class

I walked in and started finding a desk I could sit at with Ashely and Natalie. I waited for the girls to show up, but they were running late. But long as I am here. I grabbed my unzipped bag and pulled out my notepad; I sat it on the desk and got my things ready for Art.

That was when I pulled out my art pad, coloring pencils, and paints from my bag. I started opening my notepad and start drawing. I have a secret. I can see what I am drawing before it happens. You can say I am a special kind of girl with a part witch and part wolf and part- veela in my blood. That means my mother, grandma, great-grandmother, and her mother.

But so far, I am only a full-blooded wolf. So, I am trying not to think about what happened a little bit go in the dark classroom with Jason and his friends.

Right now, let’s forget it and contract on Art today.

So, that’s what I did.

I started drawing and coloring what I had just made by thinking about what came to my mind.

Five minutes later, I was still drawing when I looked up, and I saw Natalie walk in first with Eli Wallace on her heel.

She was irritated with him for doing something he did. But then I saw her moving her head and hands when she was talking to him. Oh, boy, she is so mad at him.

“I don’t want to hear it!″ Leave me alone, Wallace’s!” I heard her say and walked away.

But she moved away from being grabbed by him. He was trying to stop her. I watched him and her. Then, finally, I saw her walking away with a shake of her head.

She walked toward the back and sat down, and I could see the anger and the hurt rolling off her body. Then, she grabbed her bag and pulled out her Art notepads and paints.

I am just sitting here watching her.

That was when she had a feeling someone was staring at her.

“I wish he would just leave me alone,” I heard her mumble under her breath. But then she turned her head at me.

She shook her head, and she started speaking to me.

" Oh, hi.” I didn’t know you were sitting here?” She asked me.

Huh, I thought. How she didn’t know I was sitting right beside her; I didn’t tell her. But I lied and told her.

" Oh, I just got here,” I tell her with a smile. She stared and smiled right back at me.

“Oh, Well, do you know when Ashely be here?” She asked me, trying to change the subject.

“But didn’t you and Ashely have English today together?” I asked her.

“Yes, but she left earlier; she got a phone call about something, her mother,” she said with a concerned look on her face.

“Oh, yeah, I knew she was sick; I guess they are doing a test on her to see why she is always sick and weak,” I said.

“Yeah, I hope everything is okay,” Natalie said with love for my aunt.

“Yeah, me too,” I said, waiting for Ashely to show up and tell us about her mom.

Don’t worry, and my aunt is a strong and brave lady,” They’re nothing to be worried about,” I tell her. I am hoping to make me feel better about it too.

“She’s a survivor,” I say with a sad smile.

I went back to drawing and painting the picture...

After about a couple of minutes passed...

I was shocked by what I had seen. Because after I was done, I looked down.

I saw Angelstar, my wolf, and a beautiful wolf has a midnight color on his tail and under his chest with a shape of a paw on his chest.

I knew it was a bigger guy than her and me because they were on the mountaintop watching the sky. Then something came to my mind. So, I started drawing on the other pad.

I was underlining the picture and coloring and shadowy the part of the picture. Once I was done.

I gasped and hid my flushed face because I had drawn a girl with beautiful platinum blonde hair and purple eyes but kept my eyes on her. Oh, my God! The drawing looks just like this-

No,

There is no way. I must be imagining it. So, I took off my glasses and started rubbing my eyes, Then I started cleaning my glasses too, so I see clearly.

So, after I put my glasses back on my face, I looked at the painting again.

Oh, my God! It doesn’t just look like Angelstar; it’s me, but how can it be?

I don’t look like that. This girl in this painting is nothing like me.

I see the same nose and eyes, but hers is a lot brighter, and she is not short like me but taller. But I guess I didn’t see more of the drawing on the art pad.

Because she is naked and lying on the ground under the waterfall with four very handsome guys/ wolves. I could be wrong. So why did I draw this?

That was when I saw she was naked on the ground. But there had been a blanket over her with a guy behind her, and he was kissing her shoulder. Then I saw another picture I had drawn beside another handsome guy, and he had dark blonde hair and a smile on his face. Then, finally, I saw the girl with purple eyes asleep with a smile on her face.

I kept my eyes on the picture still. Then, finally, I moved my eye, and I saw another handsome guy with dark brown hair and a smug grin on his face, and he was touching her neck with his lips.

That was when I blushed when I saw his other hand. They were on her naked chest. But that’s not all. That was when I saw another handsome stranger with black hair well dark brown, and he was beside the woman with purple hair and bright blue eyes.

I gasped. When I realized that girl I had never seen before, why was I drawing them together?

After I was staring at this picture, I drew? So that was when my eyes got wide, and that was when I realized who the guys were.

Elijah Woods! Jake Stone, Andrew Bradford, and Matthew Steele? Why am I drawing them? But I didn’t recognize the girl with them in the painting, I felt jealous, and I didn’t like this girl. I can’t believe she would be with them. So, I kept staring at them all together, and that was when I felt my heart breaking more and more, and I couldn’t help it, and that was when I felt my tears filling up in my eyes.

No!

Please don’t do it.

Don’t cry over them assholes that like and love making your life a living hell.

I start to burn up thinking about who the hell this girl is with them. Why am I jealous of this purple-haired girl, I shouldn’t be.

Because I can see them under the waterfall pleasuring her, and it’s not me instead.

What! How did that come into my head? That should have never been said in my mind. But then again...

NO!

What am I saying?

I don’t want them and am sure, as hell, not jealous of the purple hair girl/wolf.

“If you’re not jealous, why are you burning up?′ I heard Angelstar say, and that was when I listened to another tiny voice way in the back of my mind.

“Wow, what a beautiful picture, Avery,” I heard Ashely say. I didn’t see her walk in, and I didn’t feel her sit beside me.

“Yeah, Avery, that’s a stunning picture; who are they?” Natalie asked me.

I blushed because my two best friends could see what I did on that pad.

Oh, God, if they can see what I draw, what if-

“Whoa, look, fellas, the nerd just drew four naked dudes and a girl,” I heard one of the guys love to torture me since grade school.

Oh no, it’s too late. They saw what I drew.

I felt my cheeks turning bright red because of what Elijah said to his friends, and everyone heard him say. I started to shake in my seat, and I could feel the sweat falling down my face. I wanted to run and hide and never show my red face again to this school.

“Aww, what’s wrong, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue.” I heard him say with a smirk on his face.

No! just ignore him and the guys.

They just want a reaction out of you.

So, I closed my eyes and turned away from them on the other side of the room. I knew they were laughing at me. But I let out a breath. I didn’t realize I was holding in. Then, I started turning the page not to see the painting. So, I hid it and started over again with a new paper.

So, Anyway, I didn’t think about what I heard. So, I went back to my painting. But I knew I had to make sure no one saw it. So, I was trying not to show anyone I was not suspicious of what I drew and painted on my art pad. But I was slowly tearing the drawing out of the drawing pad.

But that was when I felt eyes on the back of my head. I can feel their heated eyes. So, I felt the heat run up my body. When I felt the fire in my stomach, I shouldn’t feel this way about the four horsemen.

Oh, why do I call them that? Well, that’s their name around here.

So, they are the four horsemen, and they are the kind of guys who have the destruction in your life.

Truth me, I know! But because they destroyed any life I had in school and out of school. They made sure no one would come near me, and it worked.

So, they got their way. So, the loser never got her first kiss or her first boyfriend because the assholes told all the boys in school that I had a kissing disease, and if they try to kiss me, they will get nasty sores all over their faces.

But everybody knows it’s a lie because you get sores all over your face from kissing someone. But you can get a disease from kissing someone affected by herpes. So, I know you could get that from kissing someone in the mouth if they broke out.

Anyway, you get the picture of how they tease and make my life a living hell. But do I feel there is more to the story? Even since we started senior year in high school. They have been really targeting me more.

That was when I saw them staring at me, and I saw them staring at the paper I had in my hand. But when I saw their eyes got wide.

What? Why did they have their eyes wide like that?

I gasped and had my hand over my mouth, and that was when I looked down, and I saw why.

Damn it! I drew the same thing again, but it was different. The purple-haired girl and the four guys were in the field and having sex on the ground and not under the waterfall.

I didn’t want to draw this, but it happened. But then I saw them stare with a shocked and confused faces staring right back at me.

Umm, I don’t know what’s going on. I didn’t want to draw them, but it happened. So, now they know I am drawing them half-naked with a strange and beautiful girl.

I should have thrown it away. So, that sounds like a well-plaining plan. But it wasn’t/ because before I could put it away. Instead, someone grabbed it out of my hand, and I saw Elijah, Jake, Andrew, and Matthew surrounding my desk.

So, that was when Elijah opened up his mouth and tried to grab the painting. But,

before he could grab it, I hid it inside my fold, and I placed my arms crossed on top of the pad so he could not capture it and see it.

“Ha- look, fellas, little miss wallflower here, is hiding a dirty picture again, I wonder what she drew next?” I wonder if she has more hanging over her bedroom wall?” He said with a smirk on his beautiful and cruel face.

“That’s fucking hot!” Andrew said.

“Yeah,” Matthew said. I saw them licking their lips with cocky grins on their faces.

Jake just stared at me with a funny expression on his face. He is not the worst guy, but he still doesn’t do anything to stop the bullying. So, even though he is not calling me mean names and hitting me either? But it’s still wrong that he stands back and watches everyone hurt me and treat me like crap.

Elijah looked back over his shoulder at Andrew and Matthew. He gave them and Jake a look that said.

Oh, no, this is not going to be good. Since I was six years old, he has been the mastermind of doing cruel and awful things.

Ever since I was little, I thought I had a strong bond with the four of them. I always wanted to be around them and play. But they didn’t want me around. So, I just ignored the cruel and mean words they would tell me. So, the next day for a couple of years, I would have this image in my mind; they would be my friends.

But that never happened because they would yell and scream at me to leave them alone. So, it’s been like that until the last day of my eighth grade.

That where all changed when Josh Miller cornered me. That was when he met me in a chokehold with his hand around my neck and his other hand around my waist.

Then, when I was thinking back to when they saved me from the monster, I had been cornered behind the school.

It’s nothing new how everyone started treating me because of Elijah, Jake, Andrew, and Matthew because of how they were with me. But then, many of the other students began to pick on and bully me.

I shook in my seat, and I still got shivers and goosebumps for what happened every time I was around him, and they are not good shrives or goosebumps either. But that day would change how I look at the four horsemen a little bit.

I still can’t believe they helped me with the meanest and most cruel guy in our class. But I am grateful for them saving me that awful day back in eighth grade after

our last school day before the summer break.

Suppose they didn’t walk around the corner and see me with Josh’s hands around my neck, his body smashed on top of mine against the wall.

I would probably be raped and murdered.

If not, one would have known I was even back here. But thank God, they walked back here around the corner.

Who would have known I was back here? I closed my eyes, trying not to think about what Jason would have done to me if he had that chance before the guys found us in the dark corner of the wall.

I started shriving just thinking about what if...

No! you save for now. I think.

Present...

I am trying to hide my second painting from Elijah and the guys. But for a split second, I just moved my hand off the art pad. But it was too late. It happens so fast.

He had already grabbed the picture, and Jake, Andrew, and Matthew were grinning, standing beside Elijah, and they stopped laughing when they saw what was on my notepad.

Oh, God, they are not saying anything. Okay, that’s good, right? I took a deep breath and calmed down. Maybe they didn’t see it. I look over, and they are still staring at it with their eyes widened and mouths opened up.

I groaned inside my throat, and I knew they saw it. But, of course, I was wishful thinking, or this is all a dream. It’s not just a feeling dream! But it’s a freaking nightmare!

After Art class...

I was walking down the hallway, and I was alone, but I felt like being watched. I look behind me. I saw Jason and his boys watching me.

He pointed at his watch around his wrist.

I saw him mouth “tick-tock.” I rolled my eyes, groaned under my breath, turned around, and walked to my next class.

Gym! Yeah, I am so excited to be in this class, I thought with a groan of frustration and blah with no motivation inside myself. I had a hard long three hours of school. I am ready for it to be over.

Okay, I got six more hours, and I will be home free.

I can do it. I just have to make it to the end of school, and I bed home up in my room and relax reading the books my parents bought me that I love.

I am an old soul; my parents would say about me.

I can picture it now, home going in the kitchen and getting my mom’s famous chicken potpie and her peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies for dessert.

I moaned, just thinking about the yummy food once I got home.

I sigh with a hopeful feeling, knowing I will be safe behind my doors in my house.

Science class next then lunch...

I walked inside Mr. Howell’s classroom, and I saw him standing in front of the chalkboard; he drew a big circle and a triangle.

That was when I saw he was drawing a volcano.

I guess we are going to be making a science project on the Volcanoes for a school grade.

Now class settles down, and I will tell you what we will do this first day back from winter break.” Mr. Howell said.

That sounds fun, but I don’t have Ashely and Natalie in here; I hope it’s not a team project. The people in here don’t like me. So, I couldn’t team up with anyone here because they won’t.

What in the hell, why did Mr. Howell team me up with Duke Conaway he a dirtbag, and he creeps me out,” He’s not ugly or anything by far of it. He is a handsome and gorgeous guy with dark blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He looks like the all-American football nice guy, but his fake. So, yeah, he is nothing but a sweet and all-around good-mannered guy.

He is the total opposite of a good and sweet guy.

So, if you must know why I am mad and upset, I am partnering up with him to make a volcano in two weeks, and we need to start right away. But he doesn’t want to start yet. He says he wants to wait and just have fun.

I know what fun he is talking about; I don’t think so; I shivered, thinking about how he makes my skin crawl.

After we talked about what we were going to do with our school project.

We decided to meet at the library, but Duke was angering me about doing it at his house. But I told him I didn’t feel comfortable.

He rolled his eyes.

I told him we go to the library it is better than no place I told him.

He sighed, and we went back to the drawing board and made up ideas for the project for science.

We were writing down ideas, and we were excited to plan and make the volcano so that we didn’t hear the lunch bell.

Once I looked up, I saw the big handle pointing down and the little handle pointing up.

Noon now.

It’s time to go to lunch. But, unfortunately, by the time I thought that.

My stomach rumbled, and I knew I was hungry.

I smiled because it was lunchtime.