Chapter Two
[Taylor]
I couldn't help but think about Channing and his dark brown eyes that I had gotten lost in a few minutes earlier. He was cute, I'd give him that, but he was cocky and too confident for his own good. I knew that I would end up seeing him sometime tomorrow, which was a downer on my part. I didn't want to be around him, but in a way I did. My brain was telling me that he was too bad for me and that I shouldn't be getting anywhere near him. I would have to talk to my father about this later on to see what he thought about the whole situation.
My brain was telling me that I shouldn't be thinking about him. But the wolf side of me, the only thing she could think about what Channing. His name seemed to be linger on my tongue and I could hear his words perfectly.
I'll see you tomorrow, short stuff. And remember, wear something pretty for the first day of school. Those shorts won't allow me to see your butt.
His voice kept going through my mind. Images of him kept popping up in my mind. To think that he was in that school with those other girls, who were pretty by the ones that I had seen, made a low growl burst from my chest. I couldn't be doing this. I had just moved here and this was already happening. I just wished that I had never went walking towards the school. I should have just stayed home and help my parents finish packing. And then went walking when the rest of my pack got here. They would have been able to help me. I didn't think that I needed help at the time though. The only thing Channing was doing was staring at me. But that last comment that he made, sent chills down my spine.
Those shorts won't allow me to see your butt.
Why would he want to see my butt? Was he flirting? All of this gave me a headache. I was walking back to my head, with the biggest confused expression on my face. I couldn't help but think about Channing. I tried to think about my parents, my new house, my pack, anything other than him. If I thought about my parents then I would have retraced everything that had happened this morning, including the encounter with Channing. If I would have thought about my new house, I would have thought about how I had first met Channing about a block away from it. If I had thought about my pack, then I would have thought about what would have happened if my pack was with me when I had met Channing.
All of this was confusing and I wanted nothing but to forget all of this. I didn't want to think about how adorable Channing looked when he was staring at me.
GOSH! STOP IT!
I needed to get home and go ahead and have that strict talk with myself.
*****
I turned a corner and got trampled. I bumped into something hard and then landed on the ground. My butt hit the concrete hard. "Gosh." I murmured. I looked up to see Shane. He was part of my pack and he was like my big brother. He was muscular and mysterious. Most girls threw themselves at him because he was gorgeous and nobody really knew what was going on in that head of his. Nobody expect me. He told me everything. Lucky me.
"I'm sorry. I didn't see you. Your dad told me to come and find you." He apologized, holding out his hand to help me up. I smiled at him and then put my hand in his. He pulled me off the ground and I wipped off my bottom.
"You made me hurt my booty!" I said in a whinny voice. I always loved to pick on Shane. He loved to pick back too. He could be really hard to start a conversation with if you were just getting to know him because he has trust issues. His parents have never really been close with him and he was abused as a kid but now, he's fine. My father took custody of him about a year ago. Being 18, Shane isn't under my father's watch anymore, legally. Since he's still a part of my pack, he is still under my father's watchful eye. Shane was cocky. He was sarcastic and reminded me of Channing. STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM!
