I'm NOT Your Bae!

Ch.1: Mine.

First chapter of I'm NOT Your Bae! This is also my FIRST Wattpad book!

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Ch.1 - Mine.

Shanté's POV

"And then she was all up in my face and I was just like 'Bitch back off' but then she was like..." Monique rambled.

I was watching all the people in the hallway, werewolves sniffing the air while the humans looked so fucking confused.

I felt a slap on my arm. THAT brought me back to reality.

"Tay! Are you a zombie or something?Wake up bitch!" my best friend shook me.

"Sorry," I apologized,"It's that time of the year again."

"Ohhhh... WAIT WHAT!? MATINGS TODAY!?"

All of the humans looked  in our direction with looks of confusion and surprise.

I smacked her on the head. "Shut up bitch! Humans around remember?"

"Oh yeah." Monique whispered. "That's why you're so depressed and shit. Because of-"

"Yeah. That time of year again."

Mating Day.

Normally, I couldn't give a flying fuck if it was mating day. But because I'm at an age where my mate can smell me, anyone could be my mate.

I'm very independent, unlike the clown faced hoes in our school, that wear cloth for clothes. So I don't need a fucking mate just yet.

So when I see this guy, his ass will be rejected quicker than lighting.

Guaranteed.

Me and Monique just walked through the hallways with no fucks given. Our lockers slammed shut at the same time the school's ultimate hoe, Jessie Stevenson, came crying and rushing down the hallway, her pink hooker heels scraping against the lino floor.

"JEREMY'S MY MATE!" She cried into Hoe #2 's arms, aka Lizzie Jaxon.

All the female werewolves cringed. Nose Picker Jeremy was not exactly an ideal mate for anyone.

Oh well. At least he isn't MY mate.

Just as the hall was beginning to forget what just happened, the bell rang for first period. I didn't have class with Monique, so we said bye before going off to class. I went to my French classroom quickly.

Unlike some people, I CARE about my education. How else can I escape this hell hole?

Singing? Fuck that shit.

I didn't notice that while I was daydreaming, I barged into something.

Judging by those abs, that was not a something.

I didn't however, see who it was.

"Fucker! Watch where you're going motherfucker!" I cursed.

"Excuse me?" a deep voice entered my ears.

Oh shit.

Oh fucking shit.

I looked up to see my Gym teacher, Mr Skye. While he might be all super buff and well tones, he is a DICK.

A dick that likes ruining my life. A dick who gives out detention like a hooker giving STDs.