Who is she?

                     Isobel POV

 I wake up with his name on my lips, clutching the duvet in my fist.

Before I open my eyes, I see him smirk at me and his teeth bite into my neck, bringing out blood.

Blood?

Instinctively, my hand goes up to my neck, just the same spot where the scar had been earlier.

I sigh. Nothing! It's just a dream. There's no sticky red blood oozing out of my neck, and I do not feel any pain whatsoever.

Grabbing my glasses on the table, I fix them on my face and wrench the duvet off my body before I saunter into the bathroom to have my bath.

Surprisingly, I'm not so eager to be in school today, no matter how hard I tried to picture Jake's face in my memories, all I want now is to go back to bed and get a nice sleep.

Sighing, hand suspended in midway as I stare at myself again in the mirror.

"What a cruel fate you've got, Isobel."

I mentally chuckle. Fine! This city is full of different people, those who want to scam people of course, but I never for once think I'll ever be caught in their net one day.

What is she? A shaman? Or a clairvoyant? If she thinks that what she said will bother me, then she's got the wrong person.

I've got something more important to focus my mind on.

Done having my bath, I dress up for school. With a plain pink skirt and a pink striped shirt, pulling my head in a ponytail, and trying so hard to pack my bang with no success, I walk downstairs to meet my Aunt.

"How was your night, Bel?" Aunt Shauna said, not looking away from the food she was making in the cooker.

I grab a toast and munch it slowly before I gulp down a glass of water.

"Fine, Aunt," I smile. "And see you after school."

Not waiting for her reply, I make my way out of the house to catch a bus.

My life has never been eventful. Yeah! Just woke up in the morning, take my bath, grab some food and make my way to school.

I and my Aunt do not talk that much. Sometimes, I wonder, if my Aunt does like me as I predicted, but then again, no one except her takes me in after my parents' mysterious death.

The bus stops before the school, and I hop down and make my way in.

Students walk in pairs, three or more, but none of them see the girl in nerdy thick round glasses make her way down to the locker.

I don't want them to see me anyway. I don't want to get on their good side, they're a bunch of spoiled rich kids. And I sure don't wanna be on their bad side.

Keeping a low profile has helped me a lot. I don't excel much in my study, and I'm not a total dumbass that will take the last in class.

Passing my book inside my locker, I brought the English textbook and stow it in my bag.

"Morning!"

I yell, stumbling back, my glasses sliding off my face in the process.

The snapping of the metal locker and my yell must have attracted the students, for I'm now aware of their curious hate gaze on me.

What? That wasn't me! I did not yell just to get their attention.

Flying my head up, a familiar smirk met my gaze and I let out a gasp.

Javier stood before me, hand folded around his chest as he rests his back against my locker.

Alright! I did not put more thought into what happened yesterday. I need no reason to. If I don't want to have anything to do with him or his friends, then I must learn how to forget whatever must have happened between us.

"Morning," Javier smiles, a smile that did not reach his eyes.

His blue eyes focus on my forehead as though trying to puncture a hole into them.

The thought makes me shudder I take a step back.

What's wrong with him? Why did he suddenly show up and greet me?

I look away, looking anywhere but at the devil before me. God knows how much I want to leave here.

For the first time in my life, I have the whole attention focused on me and that alone is making me uncomfortable.

"The little nerdy doesn't want to answer our greetings" Javier chuckles. I can imagine the smirk on his pinkish lips, the malicious glint that dominate his eyes just like yesterday, and the frown that latch on his face.

What?

I want to talk, but my heart is doing much of it that I couldn't open my mouth.

Thudding!

Slamming

Beating!

I bit my lip, momentarily closing and opening my eyes.

No! Please just go. Just leave me alone.

"Weak!" He spats. "Pathetic!"

I yelp. A cold hand grab my wrist and wrench my face upward.

My eyes level with his, and for a moment, I'm left drowning in those ocean-intoxicating blue eyes.

My eyes move down to his nose, so smooth and moderate, and then his lips are curled in a smirk.

"I see," Javier leans in, his cologne making its way down my nose.

It's so sweet and intoxicating, so overwhelming it makes me dizzy. I feel my toes curl up in my toes, a small voice in my head screaming no...

Not another bite

Not another bite

"What's he doing?"

"What's he doing with her?"

"Is that stupid nerd seducing the Alpha?"

I heard jeers coming from beside me. Alpha? What that means, I have no idea.

And seducing? Who's seducing who?

Javier leans closer and I close my eyes, my heart thudding so hard it hurts.

"What...what are you doing?" I say, my voice broken.

I feel brittle I might break. My legs feel numb I couldn't feel them.

"You don't know?" Javier chuckles.

Instinctively, his hand slides down my waist, his nails digging deep, earning a loud painful moan from me.

"You're just so dumb, Isobel."

And what has that got to do with him? Huh? Since when does he get interested in me?

Pushing at his chest, I let out a frustrated groan.

What was I thinking? That I'd be able to push someone as bulky as him away.

A joke? Javier has caught on.

He breathes on my neck and I try so hard to concentrate on my breath.

That's it, I couldn't even control my savage breath; coming out louder and stronger than I intend it to be

"What's your answer?"

He leans back, his hand still on my waist, but his face is now some inches away from me.

"Wh... what..?"

"About being my new prey, Isobel" he scowls.

He said gently, his word flowing smoothly making me shiver slightly.

Even though the day is warm, his voice carries this aura that sends a cold shiver down my spine.

Javier chuckles, taking a step back. He slides his hand off my waist and runs it through his hair.

"Not like you have a choice, Isobel," he says, "I..."

"Get away from her!"

It escapes before I could stop it, a breath of relief; hearing a voice I understand. Knowing someone who can stand up for me is somewhere close to me.

I don't want to admit it, but I know I'm selfish to think that Katrina will be my savior.

I mean, look at Javier compare to Katrina, they did not match, and I'd be dead if they get into a fight because of me.

Javier moves his gaze from me and focuses it on someone behind me. He pinches his nose bridge, his back hunch, and his piercing blue eyes glinting maliciously.

"And if I don't?"

That's a dare. A challenge I'm afraid Katrina is going to accept.

No! I don't want her getting into problems just because of me.

Before I could whip my head around and warn Katrina, Javier was shoved against the wall, and a punch landed on his face.

I gasp, hand clasping over my mouth, and my eyes widen.

"No!" My voice was muffled by my hand over my mouth

"That," Katrina steps back, whipping some strand of hair from her face. "That's what you get if you touch my friend."

I gasp, my fist clenched together, unable to look up.

What was Katrina thinking? And what will Javier do to her now?

As far as I know, no one messes with Javier Mendez and stays in the school.

Fear curls around my toes, making me go numb with frustration. I can't do anything, the only thing I can do is to get my friend into trouble.

A crackle, then a maniac laugh follows.

I raise my head and my eyes settle on Javier.

Goodness! He does not have that angry gaze, instead, a wild hungry look dominates his eyes.

He creases his brows, his eyes not flitting even for a second away from Katrina.

No. I step forward.

If he's going to do anything to Rina, I might as well take the blow.

"You hit me?" Javier spat.

Murmurs went spiraling around the crowds, reminding me once again that I'm not alone in the hallway, and I've got hundreds of eyes on me.

"And I'll do that again!" Katrina's voice is strong for someone who might get into trouble soon.

She stood her ground, arms wrapped beneath her chest.

Javier chuckles. He wipes the blood off his nose and releases his tense shoulder.

Is it just I or Javier doesn't look as angry as I had predicted?

He doesn't have that annoying smirk on his face, and nor does his eyes glow with the desire to murder.

"You're not human, are you?" He asks, gently, softly, I'm afraid that's not even his voice. "What are you?"

"Think whatever you want, asshole!" Katrina hisses.

Without saying any other things, Rina retraced her step back to me, grabbing my hand. "C'mon, Bel, let's get you out of here"

I'm not sure I want to turn my back on Javier or the rest of the students that are glaring at me.

His friends, his sisters, and Cassie who's run to Javier and hold his arms.

They glare at me, their eyes me, proclaiming me to disappear into the ground.

Like a flash, it all runs into my dazed fearful mind.

With all their glare and their cusses, I realize that the will and wish to live a quiet life has finally stopped from this second.

No! I didn't just succeed in provoking Javier, the whole school is going to hate me and my friends for doing that to their only idol