When I arrive at school the next morning, all I can think about is last night. I woke up early to check if it actually happened, and knew that it did when I saw the bite marks.
I couldn't sleep at all. Sleeping on my right side hurt too much, and school is the last place I want to be.
I walk to my locker, grab my English book, and that's when I hear my best friend calling my name from the other end of the corridor.
'Alice! Did you watch Game of Thrones last night!?'
One thing about Sam is that she doesn't give a damn about what anyone thinks of her. Me? I worry way too much about what people think.
When Sam reaches my locker, she places her hands on her hips and tilts her head for an answer I have yet to give.
'So, did you watch it?'
I shake my head, 'No...I missed it.'
'You what!? How did you miss it!? You do realize it was the finale right!?' She shrieks hysterically at me.
'Sam,' I use my hand to signal her to lower her voice, 'Everyone's staring.'
'You think I care about what people think?'
She turns around and faces all the onlookers, 'Didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to stare? My mum always tells me to never stare at anybody because if you do, some people might not be as nice as I'm going to be.'
She turns around and shrugs at me when she sees the pure shock on my face, 'I told you, I don't give a damn about what people think.'
I look inside my bag to see if I have everything only to realize that I don't have my pencil case. I reopen my locker when I hear Sam sigh.
'People still staring?'
'What? Oh no just Ryder and his crew, they walk around here like they own the place but seriously, how does a guy even look that good?'
After I grab my pencil case, I shut my locker and look at my best friend, whose mouth is wide open.
'Sam! You're staring honey, and drooling,' I close her mouth, shove the pencil case in my bag and stare at them.
Every single person moves to the sides to make room for them to pass. You see, this gang does practically own the school, and if you hurt one of them, you hurt them all. Everyone knows who they are and no one dares to try and talk to them or to even approach them.
They walk side by side in a perfect line. Bane and Silver on the outside, with Kellan and Ryder in the middle.
Bane looks to be the most frightening of them all. He has an oval shaped face with small, blue piercing eyes. His mouth, full and firm with a constant sneer on his face. Has tanned skin with a warm, golden brown tint that accentuates his large muscular frame. Thick black hair slicked down with both sides of his head shaved, and a black bushy beard decorates his face.
It's hard sometimes to take him seriously with the beard because it kinda makes him look like a big old teddy bear. He wears a plain white wife - beater that's low enough to show the hairs on his chest, and a long black necklace rests on his chest that looks like a triskelion. He wears black tight jeans with black ankle boots with a small heel.
I look over at Silver who walks on the far right corner and just blatantly stare at her. Every girl wants to be her, and every guy in this school wants to date her, but everyone knows that she's in love with Ryder. The way she looks and smiles at him with her perfect teeth and her perfect body.
Seriously, how was it possible to look that good?
She has a heart-shaped face with pale, smooth skin with bright blue eyes. Her mouth is full and perfectly shaped which helps accentuates her pouty lips. Her long wild, black untamed hair rests on her left shoulder and hangs down by her waist. Her build small but muscular. Rumours say that she kicked a jocks' ass once after he slapped her ass, he left in an ambulance and didn't return to school until the next month.
No one ever touched her again.
She wears a black leather jacket that cuts to her waist, plain black shorts and black thigh high boots.
The kindest looking one out of them all is Kellan, it seems kinda odd to see him with these people. He has an oval shaped face with creamy fair skin, dark brown eyes that look haunted but yet gentle at the same time. His face holds no expression which makes it hard to determine whether he's happy or sad. Curly brown hair frames his perfectly shaped face. He wears a black stretcher in his left ear with both of his arms covered in colourful art. His body slim with no ounce of body fat; just pure muscle. He wears a plain black wife - beater, tight black jeans and black sneakers.
Kellan just might be the only approachable one out of them all. He has this kind aura about him that draws people in, and it makes it impossible to dislike him. I remember when he and his girlfriend were together. Anna was one of the sweetest girls in this school, and every single person here respected her and treated her with the utmost kindness, but Kellan lost his Anna over a year ago. Her body was found by the river near the creek in the early hours of the morning.
Kellan lost a part of himself after losing Anna.
'What makes her so special? I bet she has like a magic vagina or something plus, she's probably slept with all three of them.'
I look away from Kellan just as he passes by us, and gasp at my best friend, 'Sam, stop staring before she beats you up as well as you ending up in the hospital!'
I grab Sam's hand and drag her down the corridor towards our English class. We take our seats near the front row, take out the reading book and wait for Mr Daniels.
'Honestly, I guarantee you that she's sleeping with one of them.' Sam points with the tip of her pen to the back of the class without looking back. I look over my shoulder towards the back and see the four of them sitting together, but neither of them speak to each other.
Silver sits beside Ryder; she always remains by his side.
I wouldn't be surprised if they were together...
His expression remains impassive as she strokes his arm compassionately. Anyone could tell just by looking at her that she's in awe of him. Kellan remains silent and sits with his elbows on the table, with his head resting between them. Bane sits with his legs crossed on top of the table with his hands resting behind his head. He looks around the room like he's observing everything around him.
'Sam!' I hit her hand as I'm turning around and accidentally knock the pen out of her hand.
'That's my favourite pen,' she points down towards the floor, 'It never hurt anybody.'
'Are they even supposed to be in this class? Why am I only realizing this now?' I motion towards the back and tilt my head to the back of the room.
'It's the middle of senior year so...no. The school doesn't let people change course in the middle of the year but I don't know. Maybe they worked something out with Mr Daniels?'
She picks up her pen and inspects the damage, 'You owe me a new pen by the way. This fountain pen was a gift I received on my birthday.'
'Yeah, sure,' I look towards the back of the class and realize they're all staring back at me, and they really are intimidating.
Silver tilts her head to the side and stares at me with a hateful glare, while Bane's jaw ticks.
I knit my brows and look towards Kellan.
He smiles a small smile, his eyes crinkle at the sides when I smile back at him. He only smiles for a second, then looks down at his desk again. I move my head completely to face Ryder and for the first time in years, I really take a good look at him.
He has a chiselled shaped face with tanned spotless skin. Emerald green eyes that keep you staring, but his eyes hold no threat nor hatred, just a pure curious stare.
I look at him as he stares back at me to see him smirking. His lips are full, yet firm.
I bet he's kissed a lot of girls with those lips...
After adjusting his beanie, he slicks his shiny black hair to the side and sticks his tongue out at me. I knit my brows in confusion again, and turn around, 'Asshole.'
As I face the front of the class all I hear is Ryder laughing from the back.
Shit! Can he lip-read!?
'Who's the asshole?' Sam looks around the room to find the culprit but only finds me staring at her.
She points to herself in panic, 'If this is about the pen don't worry about it.'
'No it's nothing. I'm just not up for work tonight.'
I pick up the book and skim over the blurb.
'Behind on homework? I can help you at the diner tonight if you want?'
'Thanks, but I'm sure I'll be able to catch up on time.'
I pull out a pen from my pencil case just as the door to the classroom opens.
Is Mr Daniels off sick today?
'Good morning students, my name is Mr Edmund and I will be your English teacher for the rest of the school semester. I believe you are reading the novel Wuthering Heights. Can anyone volunteer to start us off?'
He writes his name on the whiteboard as Oliver Edmund.
'Where's Mr Daniels?'
'I'm not obliged to share that information with you, Ms Frey.'
He turns around and stares at Sam with his cold demeanour.
'Sir? We were promised to have our test results back today.'
This practice test was everything I needed to pass for next weeks exam. If I'm going to fail another class, I'm not sure I'm going to survive the rest of senior year.
'Alice, isn't it?'
He walks down the aisle holding the clipboard that holds everyone's name and where everyone sits and stares right over my shoulder.
'That is correct, yes.' I say with a calm and collected voice.
'Always raise your hand if you have a question.'
He does a once over on me, then walks to the front of the class and points to the board.
'I'm your teacher now. Whatever Mr Daniels taught you before, forget about it because he's not coming back.'
He claps his hands together and looks at me, 'Now Alice, why don't you start reading for us. Chapter 8, I presume?'
He sits down in the chair and motions with his hand for me start reading.
Where are you, Mr Daniels?