Chapter 7
The rest of the day went by uneventful. So did Sunday, other than the argument the boys and I had over who watched what on what TV. Oh, and I also got a ride over to the garage from Chris, who was headed that way anyways, and picked up my bike. The look on my brother's face as I pulled up was priceless. They were drooling all over it that I had to tell them to keep a foot away. Once they got over the initial shock they wanted to know how I got it. I really had no explanation, so I just told them I found it. They didn't believe me, and to tell you the truth I don't think anyone would, so they tried to push it out of me.
I was standing in front of the mirror in my room at 6:30 in the morning getting ready for my return to school. It took me forever to figure out how to finally convince dad that I was going to explode if I couldn't go to school.
I was pulling on a cream top that had ruffles in the front that I had bought. I placed the leather jacket over it. It gave me a simple bad girl look that I craved. I matched the rest of the outfit with dark skinny jeans and some long boots. I left my dark thick hair down forming small waves down my back brushing my elbows. I looked in the mirror and couldn't help myself from gasping. I looked hot. I put on some eyeliner and was ready.
I grabbed my bag and keys. I knew I wasn't supposed to be driving yet, but in a day I would be 16 and have my license. I ran downstairs and was met by my brothers. They all turned around at the sound of me stomping down the stairs in my black leather boots that matched my jacket. The look on their faces was surprised then followed by anger.
I quickly smiled and ran out the door leaving my brothers just standing there. I started the motorcycle and pulled out. The wind was blowing across my face making a smile from on my lips. This must be what it was like to be a wolf. My smile dropped immediately. I would never have the joy of experiencing being in wolf form running or sharing something deeper than just friendship with my friends and brothers. I wanted to belong truly with them, be in their pack, and in each other's minds. I started feeling shaky so I started just focusing on driving.
As soon as I pulled up to school I found every eye on me. Almost every pair was in shock. I couldn't help but smirk at the looks on their faces. I stopped and was swarmed by guys, and the occasional girl who wanted to show her boyfriend she understood cars; not motorcycles, cars. I spotted a head full of red curls, and made my way over through the thick swarm.
"Hey," I said reaching Kathleen.
She was wearing a deep green shirt that hung a bit low in the front. Along the shoulders was braided fabric sewn in. She was wearing some plain blue jeans. Her red hair spilling all over the place.
"Hi, what's with the bike?" She asked turning her emerald green eyes away from the bike and to me.
"Well, I wanted to ride it to school today," I said glancing around to find Adam staring at the bike.
"How did you get this?" He asked looking away from the bike to see what I had to say.
"Oh, you know." Kathleen giggled at my side knowing how I had gotten it.
My brothers arrived pulling up into the spot right by my bike honking at the group of boys to move it or lose it. I looked into the eyes of Dylan and saw anger. Great what had I done now? Not really wanting to find out I grabbed Kathleen's arm and towed her away from her cousin, who was just starting to talk to Mitch.
"I'll take you to the office. I have a feeling my brother is really pissed off at me, and I really don't want to find out why yet."
She nodded and started walking instead of just being dragged. Entering the building was terrible. It was fairly hot out but we had no air conditioning, and with all the body heat it was just plain torture. I walked as quickly as I could into the only room in the school that had air conditioning. The office which was just where we needed to go.
I pushed the heavy door open and dragged in Kathleen.
"Hey Judy," I said to the secretary. She's a friend of my mom's so we just called her Judy.
"Hey Eliana," She peered around me. "This must be Kathleen."
Kathleen stepped up and took Judy's outstretched hand. "Hi."
"You can just call me Mrs. Miller," She glanced around. "I thought Adam was supposed to take you here?"
"He was, but the idiot got distracted drooling over a motorcycle," I explained. She nodded her head understanding.
"Here you go sweetheart," Judy said handing Kathleen's schedule over to her, along with a piece of paper that had her locker number and combination.
"Could you take Kathleen to her locker?" She asked.
I nodded and pulled Kathleen away with a wave over my shoulder. I looked over at her piece of paper that held her locker number. She was right around my locker.
"I thought we bought that shirt so you would have something girly to wear," Kathleen stated glancing at my shirt.
I stopped and looked down at my shirt. "This is girly."
She pulled off my jacket revealing the lace back and cooling me off by a few degrees.
"Now that doesn't look like a bad ass and more like... well you," She said and started walking the way we were headed.
We reached her locker which was across the hallway and down a bit from my locker. She got her combination in and I left her to go dump off my stuff off at my locker. I swapped a couple of books and then heard a whistling noise. It came again in that way that guys use on hot girls. I turned around and saw a couple of guys passing by Kathleen's locker. They reached the Algebra classroom, and then turned around again and started whistling again. I glanced over at Kathleen and saw her head low and her face covered by red curls, but the back of her neck was beet red. I dropped my book bag into my locker, and went over to Kathleen who was just pulling out a couple of notebooks and setting them on the top shelf of her locker. Eric, the boy who was making the whistling noises, was just reaching Kathleen. He had his back to me.
"Hey, what's your name baby?" Eric asked. His other friend stood a bit behind him.
Kathleen still wasn't looking up at them. From the little time I spent with her I knew she wouldn't, she was just too shy. I pushed the other dude, Tye I think, into the locker and pulled Eric away from Kathleen so I could get to her.
"What the hell Eliana?" They both asked.
"Back off," I growled.
"Why should I? Maybe she likes me?" He asked.
I heard a growl coming from behind me. Eric's eyes looked up and widened. I turned around at the same time Kathleen did. Adam stood there looking as pissed off as ever. I smirked to myself thinking of how much trouble Eric and Tye were in. I pulled myself and Kathleen behind Adam.
Wrong move! Was the first thought that crossed my mind as I looked into black eyes. I detached myself from Kathleen and started running. I had to jump over bags girls were dropping in an attempt to get out of the way before being killed by wither Dylan or I. What was his problem? I dashed into the girl's bathroom locking myself in a stall. I nearly ran over some blond chick chatting with her friend in here.
"Eliana I swear get your ass out here," Dylan screamed not wanting to go in the girl's bathroom.
I started laughing. "Or what?" I asked.
I heard the girls who were in here screech; telling Dylan had just come in.
"Could you please get out?" He asked trying to keep himself from yelling.
I heard tapping from heels fading away, followed by giggling. Damn girls, don't leave me with him. I heard heavy footsteps heading towards my stall. A shadow appeared under the stall door as the footsteps stopped.
"Come out," Dylan growled.
"Why?" I asked. In response he banged on the door. "Why are you even angry? It can't still be because of my outfit."
There was a long break. I was starting to move around to the bottom of the stall to crawl over to the next.
"Because of the smell," He whispered, trying not to growl at me, making it sound more like a purr; a very creepy purr.
I froze my legs in the other stall and my arms holding onto the floor. He knew. Shit, I was so screwed. I still wasn't moving just laying there on my stomach.
"It took me a while to figure it out, but I knew that smell after we passed one of theirs this morning when we stopped to fill up gas." His voice was still calm, which to tell you the truth was even scarier then if it was full of anger.
I was still frozen, and it took me a minute to figure out how to move my arms and legs so I was sitting on the bathroom floor rather than lying on the floor. I was still processing what he said and when the full power of his words hit me I was starting to panic. Would he dare tell anyone and get me into a shit load of trouble?
With an unsure voice I broke the silence. "Are you going to tell anyone?"
"Could you please come out here?" He begged.
I stood up and unlocked the door stepping out with my head low and my arms behind my back. I was trying to get some sympathy from him. He grabbed onto me and pulled me into a tight hug.
"What the hell had you been up to?" He sighed.
Then I understood the anger and the hug. He was terrified I had done something that would get me killed. Something unforgivable. He was holding onto me to make sure I was safe and no one could hurt me.
"I-" The first bell rang breaking off my explenation. "I have to go. I promise I'll explain later."
I was released from his bear hug and looked up into his now blue eyes. He was relaxed and I was too. I left him standing in the girl's bathroom. I found Kathleen standing there with Adam and my brothers.
"What was that all about?" Adam asked.
I glanced at the bathroom and found Dylan just leaving the bathroom and heading to class. I looked back at my brothers and realized they knew about none of this.
"Nothing. I've settled it with him." I pulled out my bag and stuffed it with some random books and notebooks, not even paying attention to what subjects they were, and headed off to class leaving the rest of them standing there confused.