I worked on this at six in the morning before I had to leave for school. Hope you like it:D
P.O.V. (Samuel)
"You know where I can make some photocopies?" I knew she was up to something. She glowed with mischief. "Yeah, just sneak by Mrs. O'Toel and copy under her code. It's 1230. She's half blind, she'll never know." She gave me a curious look as if asking herself if I was setting her up. "Thanks, I guess." She than gave me a wonderful smile that warmed me to the pit of my stomac. "Be ready for some fireworks." And gone she was. Strange girl.
Switch P.O.V. (Seth)
When it was time for lunch I noticed a lot of people staring at me, what normally wouldn't bother me, I was used to it. What I wasn't used to were the random snickers they couldn't conceal. What was up with everybody today? As I took my seat with my friends in the middle of the cafetaria, I saw Luci was nowhere to be seen. Damn, she probably was still mad at me for getting her a week of detention. "You think she's still sulking somewhere, refusing to sit with me?"
"Who is?" Nate asked with his mouth full. Vic slapped his shoulder playfully. "Like you don't know. Oh where could our little princess be?" The little jab wasn't lost to me. Why did everyone think I claimed her as my mate? I prided myself in thinking I had better taste than that, I just enjoyed teasing her. "She doesn't strike me as the sulking kind of girl. I bet she's to busy planning ways to get back at you." Jake replied. Now there's a scary thought. "Nah." The annoying noise came from noone less but my twin. Funny how he could irritate me by little more than one word. I suppose that's what familly was for. "She's probably in the janitor's closet being felt up by some guy. You've seen they all kept staring at her?" That possibility had me forming fists real tight. With a loud pop the fork I was holding broke in two. Without any announcement a body let herself fall in the chair next to Jake and Dustin. "What's up?" I looked suspiciously at her face, she looked strangely pleased with herself. Very satisfied. "The question is what have you been doing?" Even to my own ears the jealous undercurrent wasn't missed. "Don't worry, baby." She patted my knee patronizing. At least I think that's what the gesture was supposed to, but any touch from her, it didn't matter how small, setted my blood afire. She felt zo warm, there you had that amazing sent again; sweet, yet spicy. "I have to play with the other children to, but you're my favorite." She gave me her most innocent face, damn that girl got me all twisted. "How friendly are we talking?" She made a funny face. "What's that supposed to mean?" I was about to give her a snide remark back when Diana interupted us. Why couldn't she leave me alone, I wasn't interested in a porcelain doll with bitchy tendencies. She sat on my lap and locked her arm around my neck, while batting her fake eyelashes at me. What the hell?
Switch P.O.V. (Luci)
I was about to take a bite to eat when some random hoocker threw herself in Mr. Cocky's lap. Could anyone say gross? She was practically giving him a lapdance. "Do you mind?"
"What you want us to do, Honey? Get to it in my room?"
"I'd rather you didn't, I don't feel like desinfecting the entire room. But thanks for asking." Not, you stupid loser. I gave them both a disgusting look. "I am trying to eat and you're making it awfully hard by working on my gagreflex." The girl looked at me like I was a cockroach who needed instant extermintating. "Your queasiness isn't the least of my problems. And looking at your outfit, it shouldn't be yours either. Really girl, this isn't a dressparty. The strumpet look isn't what it used to be." The nerve the little tramp had! I mean here she was, almost shagging a guy in the middle of the cafetaria and she dared lecture me about my clothing? Of all thing? This school was twisted, and its students even more. Then all the guys started laughing. Yes, even Samuel and Jake. I whipped my head around to give it to them for laughing at me, when I saw what they were holding. My freshly printed flyers. A self-satisfied smile played across my face. "What's so funny?" Mr. Cocky asked while pushing the tramp off his lap. She threw me a dirty face at his dismisall. Like I had something to with it. Didn't anyone ever told the girl that by doing everything male, she lost a bit of her attraction. No one wanted prematurely used goods. All of the sudden I was snacked by my jacket right in the face of Mr. Cocky. He looked furious. "What got your panties in a twist?" He shoved a piece of paper in my hands. "Maybe this can refreshen your memory?" I looked down at the flyer and smiled. Oh, that's why. The paper read:
'Roommate missing.
Report at room 666 when seeing Mr. Cocky.
Reward for his safe return: a dollar.'
Under the text a picture was displayed of Mr. Cocky splashed over with egg yolk.
I grinned at him. "I don't know why you're so upset. It's a great picture, you look real natural on it. It's a good change from your usual 'I've got something shoved up arse' look. His face spoke of murder and I did the smartest thing anyone could have done in this situation: I ran.
Switch P.O.V. (Seth)
I don't think I had ever seen someone ran that fast as Luci, being smart for once. I was planning on going after her, but was stopped by a skinny, white, small hand. Elizabeth. I groaned inwardly. I didn't need their usual lickspittle ways. "Oh, Seth." She coed. I suppressed a shudder. What had I ever seen in her? The girl had no backbone, or even her own oppion. I still remembered when dating her I would ask her what movie she liked. She'd replie with: 'What movie do you like, my prince?' I'd say a movie and she would squeal, delighted that I talked to her. 'O goody, that's my favorite.' It would never stop. I didn't get it, why couldn't I find the right girl for me. I wanted to find my mate and be able to feel something more in this life. No mate of mine would be a humble, meek dollface. My mate would be strong and oppinioned, someone who could hold herself in a fight. I wanted an equal, not some ninny that was trained here to serve my every whim. A tanned hand flashed before my eyes and snagged Luci's backpack away. I gripped the atletic arm and pulled the girl closer. "Couldn't stay away from me?" I smiled, while burying my nose in her luscious hair. That smell was driving me insane. A small fist conected with my stomac and I gasped for air. "Don't ever do that again, Mr Cocky. Understood?" With those words she reminded me again of what she was. As spoiled brat, who got her way too often. Well, no more. "Coming back for saving your backpack was a stupid move, honey." I emphatized that last word. I knew how much she hated it. "You hold your life in that little regard?" Others would have backed off by now, fearing me and sucking up to me, trying to get back in my grace. I couldn't expect such a simple thing from Luci, now could I? "No I just think you're all talk and no action." She replied. If she were a guy I would have smacked of that grin of her face a long time ago. The bell rang, telling us lunchtime was over. "Come on." Elizabeth said, while trying to pull Luci with her. She didn't move an inch. "Come on what?" Elizabeth sighted. "We don't want to be late for class, miss Andersons is going to show us how to elantly walk with a teaplatter in our hands." She clapped her hands excitedly. The look on Luci's face told you the exact opposid. "Why don't you rush ahead and I'll catch up with you." Elizabeth didn't look like she wanted to leave her alone with me, but left at me nodding at her. "Like never." Luci finished her sentence. "You should go to class." I told her severely. "You'll never be wanted as someone's mate if you don't go to your ordered classes. Who knows, maybe you could learn something."
"Again with the mate crap again. What is wrong with you? Do I look like a breedmare to you?" Before I could say anything, she went on. "I don't think so. And I am going to my ordered classes. I have swordfighting right now. How cool is this school, you actually have swordfighting." Huh? "You can't have swordfighting. Girls don't need to learn how to fight. You need to go to your other class."
"Like hell. I got swordfighting and there's no way in Hell, that I'm passing that up for whatever snobclass little miss stuckup is in. I don't have an other class, dumbass. So get your prehestoric mind out of the gutter and show me where I need to be." Why did she always wanted to have the last word? "Battle-ax." I muttered.
(next chapter on the next page,
it's there, don't worry :-P)
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Chapter 3
Switch P.O.V. (Jake)
We all were doing the warming-up when Seth barged in, very pissed off. I couldn't blame him, but nevertheless a snicker escaped my mouth. What brought Seth's glare on me. "Don't you even dare laugh, Jake." I successfulfy suppressed my laughter and tried to keep a straight face. "You do know the only reason you're laughing at this is because SHE is the one who played this prank on me. If it were anyone else you'd be there right by my side to hunt down and beat the crap out of the culprit. You like her, don't you?" He made it sound like an accusation. Of course I liked her, she had a way about her that drew you in. "Why aren't you hunting her down? I know for a fact you let her off the hook, real easy." This seemed to put him out of it. He turned around an started lacing up his leather shin- and armpads. I gasped in amazement. Entering the room was Luci, dressed up to fight. She was wearing a far more beautifull battle dress than ours. She was a vision of a myth, long forgotten. She wore a red with golden skirt, with dark blue shinpads covering her shins till knees, even darker blue armpads, a really tight white shirt with a leather corset over it. Around a thiny waist hung a silver belt decorated with sapphire, an elegant sword with a sapphire in the hilt. The sapphires caught the light and gave of the most amzing colour blue I had ever seen. She was a vision. A very pissed of vision, she did not seem happy to be here. Seth had alreday advanced on her. "I thought you wanted to be here?" He sneered. The sneer put her immediately in fighters pose. "I did." Than she noticed his eyes staring at her almost bare legs and very prominent chest. She snapped her fingers a couple of times in front of his wandering eyes. "That ain't my face, babe." A seductive glint came into his eyes. Even I noticed from where I was standing. I was his best friend and I knew the look on his face when he wanted something. Didn't matter what or at what cost. A small twinge of jealousy, that I wasn't ready to examine, tingeled in the back of my head. I saw the teacher move in on the two, probably wondering why there was a 'marked one' in his class.
Switch P.O.V. (Luci)
I had just entered the room and Mr. Cocky was already stalking towards me. I did not need this right now. I knew my mother had arranged for me to be in this class. How I knew? The fighter dress I was wearing was the typical guardian angel weapon dress. I had always hated it. Why for demons sake would anyone want to fight in a miniskirt? I already knew the answer for that, but that didn't meant I liked it. I had my sword and a lot of knives stocked in my legs. When putting on my angelsgear the swordtattoo had immediately began to show, and I knew it would keep burning untill I retrieved the sword. I should be glad that the sword was the only thing that had burned itself to surface. So yes, having a fuckig sword ripped through your skin, was bound to put me on edge. I did not want to deal with Mr. Cocky, but when was the last time somebody had bothered to care what I thought. "I thought you wanted to be here?" He sneered.
"I did." Than I noticed his eyes staring at my almost bare legs and chest. I snapped my fingers a couple of times in front of his wandering eyes. "That ain't my face, babe." And damn the boy for having the cutes smile ever. "I know," he replied. "but they sure are a lot nicer to look at." He did not just say that! Before more obscentities could come out of his mouth, I drew my sword and charged.