Rooming With The Enemy Alpha

3. Detention

(Danielle)

I am a scientist. Guess what I discovered this evening?

Finding 1: A simple piece of dead (or maybe not) match stick, crumbles of a cookie and too many chemicals, with uncontrolled emotions could start a fire and kill you.

Finding 2: And as you feel like you are going to die, maybe death wouldn't be as scary as you would have thought.

The day went from bad to worse when I earned myself a detention. But now it was becoming into a big, disastrous mess. I should have kept my mouth shut. I shouldn't have given into Aaron's goading and poured HCL like it was water. But here I was.

I know I was born crazy, with a special magnet, which seemed to attract trouble in the 100 miles radius. And here it was, trouble, in big bold letters, standing in front of me with bright eyes full of accusation and anger, and right now, I really didn't want this one person to look at me with those eyes that spoke everything he didn't have heart to say and that was something. Because he always said every bad, hurtful things he wanted to say... Right to my f*****g face.

"Goddess should take take a hint: I am already overloaded with misery. Can not take any more of it," I grumbled inside and Rexi huffed.

"Goddess must be busy."

"She is always busy. She never has time for me."

"Like how you left me? Like how everyone left me?" I added, as a bitter laugh escaped my lips. I would always carry the bitter reminder of it with me, wherever I'd go. It was etched all over my skin, the rejection. In bold red letter. "After everything, you think it would hurt me?" I scoffed. "You did me a favor, McCarter. Now I am stronger than you could ever be, even with your Alpha blood."

He just looked at me, his face troubled. For a minute, he looked sorry.

"I..." He hesitated.

I cut him off with a wave and smiled at him, this crooked, totally fake smile. I could pull that smile up my lips so easily after years of practice. I could do that even when I felt like crying, even when I felt like I was suffocating.

"You know what, don't bother. I am not you. I am perfectly fine by myself. And if Sean leaves me one day, he is another person in the long list of people who had hurt and disappointed me. I didn't die when you left me. I won't die if Sean does," I said with a straight face, even when the bitterness tried to spill over.

"I left you? What about what you did to me? To us? Because of you, we will never be the same again. Because of you, we are broken, and... our family is struggling."

I stayed silent. I had told him the answer to that a million times and he had never chosen to hear it or believe it. So why try again? I didn't expect that he would suddenly change his mind about everything.

I didn't expect anything from anyone, not anymore. I had learnt my lessons.

Expectations always lead you to more misery and disappointment. And I am already filled to the brim with the both.

"You want me to answer that? You want me to tell me that I didn't do anything?" I asked and he looked at his sneakers with a grunt. "That is what I thought, McCarter." I said as I walked into the chemistry lab, away from his accusing eyes, his anger.

This was my personal hell. No, I wasn't exaggerating.

Stuck with a guy who couldn't look at me without thinking bloody murder and a teacher who wouldn't probably care if I was indeed

murdered, this wasn't the right time to be myself.

Mr. Boston wasn't there when I entered inside the lab. I sat in the back and picked my phone out.

Me: stuck here with Aaron 'the jerk' McCarter. Detention.

Millie: What did you do today? D, how many times I've 2 warn you not 2 do anything stupid. ?

That was Millie Barnes, my other friend here in this hellhole. She was from my pack. The girl who kept me in the line, at least most of the times. She was the coolant to my fire. If it weren't for Sean and Millie, I would have already gone insane.

Millie: Oh, and Aaron is so hot.

And she was a traitor, as well.

Me: You are my f*****g friend & he is so not hot. I am puking rn.

Millie: Ah, yes, I'm your frnd, but u gotta admit. He is gorgeous. Panty-dropping hot.

Me: The next time I see you, I am killing you, Millie.

Millie: Jesse says hi to Aaron. He wants you to tell Aaron that

Me: Like hell. He'd kill me if I opened my mouth now.

Millie: Don't exaggerate, but yes, we all hate him. But he is still so hot & his smile, OMG.

Me: I am so outta here, Mills. f**k off, b***h.

Millie: See you.

I was almost lucky to have two good friends and one brother I inherited because of my friendship with Millie.

I put my phone back inside my tattered denim backpack with a smile and saw that I still had a pack of cookies from yesterday. And as if my stomach could actually hear my thoughts, it grumbled. I picked it up and grinned.

Ah darling cookie, you are a life saver.

"It is weird to live in your head," Rex grumbled.

"I know, I know."

I turned back and noticed Aaron looking at me with a scowl, his eyes on the cookies in my hand. Nuh uh, not getting any.

His chemistry book sat in front of him forlornly. Poor book.

"Funny..." I muttered as I broke another chocolate cookie and popped it inside my mouth. The crunchy cookie was so amazing that I finished it the half the pack in a minute. Then I picked up a chocolate bar Millie had given me yesterday.

I was going to scrunch the chocolate wrapper when some in it caught me eyes. It was an inscription.

Sognare l'impossible è il primo passo per realizzarlo'

-Dream the impossible and you are already part-way there

"Crap," I said as I scanned the words in the chocolate wrapper.

Dream the impossible?

Impossible will never be possible.

Like Aaron ever liking me. Like Aaron trusting me. Like my family suddenly asking me to go with them during Christmas. Like my mom coming back for me and baking me gingerbread cookies. Impossibilities.

And no matter how hard I dreamt those dreams, it would never be. It would always be impossible.

I threw the wrapper away with a frown. It soured my mood.

"Dammit." Aaron said. "You freak."

I looked at him with a frown, wondering what I had done now, and then found the wrapper stuck in his perfectly styled hair. I didn't want to laugh, really, but it was almost an involuntary reaction.

"Oh, only my chocolate wrapper seems to want to be in your presence." I mocked. "Be thankful for that."

He pulled it off and threw it in the trash can.

"You are such an impertinent, vile..."

"Big words for such a little guy." Okay, he wasn't really little, but, whatever! "Down, boy. Don't wag your tail too much," I said when he bristled and glared at me.

He growled in anger. I looked away from him. I was almost snoring, when someone tapped at the desk.

I startled away. "Mr. Bor-"

"s**t, not now, Danielle. Wake up," my wolf said with a growl. "It is Boston."

"Boston, I am--"

His face was red, even tomato would die in shame if it saw his face, that red

I was so dead, I thought as I scrambled to my feet.

"Another detention, tomorrow!"

Goddess... Have some mercy.

"Sir? I mean..."

"Okay, stop there. Don't tell whatever you are going to tell," Rexi cautioned.

"Stop talking, Ms. Landon." With that said, he gave me a binder that contained steps to do the experiment we had failed to do. Or so I thought.

"Mr. McCarter, here is yours. This time around, be careful with what you are pouring, and how much you are pouring, Ms. Landon."

Aaron eyed it suspiciously and then turned to Mr. Boston, his brows knotted together as I read the words in my book with a headache slowly forming.

Okay. I didn't understand a word of this. Why?

The why was answered when Aaron stood up with a scowl.

"But sir this is... It is not the one we did in the lab, Mr. Boston. This is completely new."

"Yes, it is," Mr. Boston said, without f*****g blinking.

"I-I don't think that is a good idea, Mr. Boston," I said and then bit my lips when two pair of angry eyes met me with wrath. I slumped back in my chair, quiet, not wanting another detention.

"Sir..."

"Do it Mr. McCarter. It is about time you two learn to work together."

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