The Alpha Chose Me

"And there I thought you weren't coming in today". He grinned as I took my seat.

"I overslept". I lied. I was embarrassed to say I didn't have a ride. And I didn't want to put him in a position where he felt he needed to offer. I really needed to find a job and save the rest of the money I need for my own car. "Jake Taylor got anything to do with that?". He grinned.

"Huh what? No!".

"Why's your face going red then shorty?". He laughed.

"Shut up". Getting my books from my bag I set them open on the table. "When are you free to tutor me?". I asked changing the subject.

"I've got football practice today and tomorrow but I could do Thursday if that suits?".

"Thank you again for doing this".

"Anytime shorty. I like to share my big brain". He smirked causing me to laugh.

"Miss Wilson Mr Smith nows not the time for talking. Get the books open and work through the questions on page 4 and 5". Mr Robinson said. "I'm so failing this class". I groaned.

"Nonsense I'll give you all of my notes. You'll be fine I promise".

We sat in silence for the rest of the period. Mr Robinson was in a stinker of a mood today and I didn't need a detention for not keeping my mouth shut.

It was lunch after this and I couldn't wait. I was starving.

"So are you and Jake a thing?".

And we were back to this.

"I saw you two last night at the diner". He whispered.

"He took me for a burger. It isn't a big deal". These people were obsessed with him. "His dad is fitting a new kitchen for my gran".

"That speech he made". Ryan grinned.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"You definitely have a hard-on for him too".

"I do not he's just a cool guy".

"Whatever you say"... I sang.

"Miss Wilson detention after school tomorrow". Mr Robinson yelled.

You have got to be kidding me.

The bell rang signalling it was time for lunch. "You coming to sit with me for lunch?". He asked as he helped put my books in my bag.

I can't believe I got a detention on my second day here". I groaned. "I thought Mr Robinson was cool?". As we sat at a table Ryan placed my lunch in front of me.

A turkey sandwich, an apple and a bottle of water.

"He usually is". He shrugged. "Must not be getting laid". He smirked.

Rolling my eyes I started to eat my sandwich. My hand was throbbing and I was beginning to get a sore head. My body was screaming for the sugar that I was trying to give up. Taking through my bag I pulled out my antibiotics popping 2 from each kind. "How long before that comes off?". He asked.

Swallowing the pills I put them away. "At least another 5 weeks. I've got a check up at the end of the week".

"Did you really punch a guy in the face?".

"I did". I smirked.

"Beautiful and a badass". He winked.

"Kinda stupid considering I broke my hand but it was satisfying".

"What's your last two classes?".

Finishing off my sandwich I grabbed my schedule from my pocket and gave it to him. I had a feeling I had Math next.

"Oh Math and then history. Wanna skip?".

"And do what?". I asked.

"I dunno anything. I'll treat you to a chocolate muffin".

"Sold". I grinned. Getting to my feet I pulled my jacket on and grabbed my bag. "Let's go before we get caught". After Ryan put our rubbish in the trash we both made our way out into the parking lot. I don't know why but my heart was hammering in my chest.