Alpha's Babies

Alpha's Babies - 22

Caden.

"Oh, Cay, show it us again!" Several girls clamoured.
I smiled and pulled the sleeves of my shirt down and pulled my varsity jacket back on. "That's enough for today, ladies," I shrugged.
"Aww, but it looks so good on you," one girl, Megan (or was it Jessie?) whined, her hand hovering over my upper bicep where my new tattoo was.
I smiled at her, stroked her cheek and then blew an air kiss.
"Oh, I know that, gorgeous," I said.

Her cheeks reddened considerably and she smiled shyly as she got looked daggers by the other surrounding girls. Her fingers traced over her cheek lovingly where I'd touched it and then she cupped her hand around it as if the other girls were going to rob it off her.

I pretended that it was hot in the room and started fanning myself with my hand but it was only to then pick up the end of my shirt and wipe it all over my face. I knew, of course, that that would reveal my stomach.

"His abs!" one squealed.
"Are they real?" another gasped.
"They're tanned and sculpted!" cried another.
One girl even burst into tears for reasons unknown.

"Place your bottom on your seat please, Mr Reid," our teacher, Miss Simon said bustling into the room.

"Aw, Miss, wouldn't you rather me place it on you?" I asked, winking at her.
Her own cheeks flared up but she turned around quickly.
"That's enough Caden," she said hastily.
I laughed and then slid down off my table and back in my seat. Beside me was a slight scuffle between two girls broke out as they each tried to get the seat next to me.

I sighed and leaned back on my chair, loving the everyday routine. I placed my hands behind my head and leaned backwards, my feet up on my desk.
"Feet down," Miss Simon said without even looking up.
Courtney (Or Dana?) looked angry at Miss Simon.
"Miss! Those are limited edition Complex Air 94 golden sneakers!" she defended me, her eyes close to tears.
Miss looked flabbergasted and I blew a kiss at the girl and watched her melt in her seat. I don't think anyone would ever get used to girls falling at my feet like this.

My mind suddenly crackled and Corbin's voice drifted into it.

Mom and Dad are gonna kill you, bro.

I knew it was to do with the tattoo. Id asked mom and dad a couple of months back and i'd gotten a big fat NO. So a couple of nights ago, I snuck out and went to a human tattoo parlour where I got a semi big tattoo of my wolf paw on my bicep.

I shook my head and turned to my brother on the table to my other side. Corbin was sat up, running his hand through his short brown curls. His blue eyes darted around the room worriedly.
"Dude," I laughed "What the parents don't know can't hurt them," I shrugged.

He gave me a disappointed look.
Idiot.
He said through our mind link.
Mom and dad thought that he couldn't speak but that was so not true because he's almost said certain words before realising he was meant to be silent.

Corbin seemed to be much more stressed about my wrongdoings than I ever could be. He ran his hands over his tanned face then rested them on his strong jawline before he sighed and tapped his fingers on he desk.
Corbin hated it when I got in trouble. It was either both of us or him.

I couldn't really remember what had happened to make him like that. I've always tried to but I couldn't. Who cares, memories are overrated anyway.

"Right," Miss Simon said above the noise "Who can tell me who was the King of England in 1508?"
I gave a loud yawn and then groaned.
"Caden Reid, something you wanna say?"

"Yes, that all this is a bunch of bull -"

"Caden!"

A few girls tittered around me and Corbin rolled his eyes and shifted around uncomfortably in his seat. Highschool desks obviously hadn't been designed for his long legs.
The intercom suddenly crackled and the principle's voice spoke through.
"Can Caden and Corbin Reid please make their way to the my office?"