To Break His Curse

Four

Ava is the second beta’s daughter and she is the only one amongst those creatures that believe they are royal that is actually a decent being. She is the only wolf I will ever say I love. She is the last corner in our friendship square and she has actually done so much for us through the years.

“Where are they?” she questions while checking the time on her wrist watch, obviously getting impatient as well.

I shrug and before I offer to go search for them, she pulls her phone out, another royal item that we low creatures will never get to possess.

“I forgot to show you the pictures, they turned out so great!” she scrolls through the photos she insisted we take yesterday and I am actually impressed with how beautiful they still turned out despite how dark it was by the time we took them.

Claire and Ellie arrive while we are distracted and instantly obsess over the photos.

While it is fun catching up and all, we decide to walk to school already before we end up landing ourselves in trouble.

I am thankful when we walk through the gates of the school because I was beginning to heat up, and nothing irks me more than sweating before I even start my day. Not that I have anyone to impress unlike my fellow friends here, but I still love looking and seeking decent.

I can never even have a crush on a wolf, I literally want to vomit just thinking of it. If I have to be stuck here all my life, I would rather be stuck with my dreamy man of my dreams!

We are about to walk through the main entrance of HH, Hayward High, named after the Alpha’s last name, or as I like to call it Hell High, when a pulls up way too close to the building.

“oopsie!” I can hear from a distance as Chantel pulls yet another attention seeking stunt.

She only drives here because she can, because she has the car and of course she has to flaunt it even though everyone has seen it by now.

We come to a halt as we watch on to see what her intentions are with this dramatic stunt.

After rotating about till she made it hard for herself to park the car, her boyfriend, Knight walks out of the passenger door, his distressed black jeans making him look like a joke as he walks around the front of the car to open the door for his missus.

“it looks so pitiable since she was the driver after all.” Claire comments and I just roll my eyes. I do not even have words. I do not even want to be a spectator, which is exactly what she lives for.

“Why are we even standing here? Can we just get inside already?” I shake my head as I try to walk of with Ava, who I am currently holding hands with.

“Wait. Just let her go in first.” She responds, which completely surprises me.

Why does everyone give her the satisfaction she wants so much even when they do not need to?

Knight kisses her and the kiss lasts longer than it should. All I can do is twist my face in disgust.. Why are they acting like they never get to kiss each other, ever?

“yeah, my dinner is going to move back into my stomach and I am going to regurgitate it if I do not get away from this. Ew!” I stick my tongue out dramatically and that only makes the three girls laugh, not follow me as I walk away from them and head towards the door.

It looks like I am also asking for attention because I am the only person approaching the door but it is senseless to even assume that. What is more senseless is watching them like they are some entertaining romcom. If they were, it would long be cancelled and the only review I would leave is emojis throwing up.

“what the?” I hear before noisy click clack sounds follow me.

Oh goodness, could she not focus on eating her man’s face and just let me be?

I turn my head only for half a second before looking straight ahead again.

Akmskt there.. f**k, please !

I increase my pace but it is useless because she takes a leap and lands on her thivk, yellow block heel in front of me.

“My wannabe, did you not see everyone waiting in lime?” she questions, her head bobbing like she needs a neck brace and it takes a lot in me to not make a joke about it.

She calls me her wannabe because we basically have the same hair colour and eye colour. We both have a small frame but I am slightly more busty and curvier than she is. Everyone says it. And those who hate her, which happens to be almost everyone although they would never admit it or show it, call her the uglier version of me behind her back. Because news graves fast, she is very much aware that people think that way.

While I cannot flat out Diss her mannerisms, her tongue did slip so I might as well take advantage of that.

“lime? Which lime?” I pretend to be genuinely confused, adding “goodness, are they still alive?” only in my head.

I would say all that and more but I have learned the art of balance, like I said.

“f**k you, I said, did you not see everyone waiting in queue?” she changes the word and I literally want to burst out laughing. I turn around, pretending to actually be searching for what she is talking about.

“Ohh.. Oh my god. I am so sorry. The teacher called me in and I was so scared she will think I am being disrespectful.” I leave her with that before trying to walk around her.

The b***h counters me by blocking me and before I know it, I have collided into what looks like chocolate milk that she was holding and it spills all over us.

Her mouth goes wide as my eyes grow in size.. There is a loud gasp that fills the atmosphere before she screams her lungs out.

“You b***h! You are going to pay for this!” she assures me before storming part her boyfriend, who points an index finger at me threateningly before following behind his tantrum baby.

Great! Now I look a mess and I am sticky!

The car speeds off and I assume she is going for an outfit change.. I know for sure she is going to make me pay dearly for this, but I want to be bothered about his messy I look right now before I worry about that.

“Aurie! What did I say to you?” Ava scolds and to be honest, I do not want to hear it.