Chapter 4

Scarlet POV

I must be a joker to think that I could be lucky to have a mate. I laugh so hard with strain, when I recall how dad left mom and never came back for us.

I remember how Mom cried and begged him to stay because they had me. He rejected Mom; he said he couldn’t stay and he wanted to be out.

I couldn’t believe that he was permanently out of our lives. I thought it was a joke until he truly never came back.

He couldn't love either my mother or me. How could I dare to dream of having mine? Men aren’t worth it!

"Jeez, I’m so fucked up!" I scream my frustration into the air as I take a long breath. I feel like my throat is too dry from hurt and sadness.

I am walking so fast as I endure the pain in my chest. I hate to recall the scene of him kissing her in front of me.

" Scarlet! Hey wait!" I hear a female voice and begin to slow my steps, turning to see that it’s Jane.

I sigh, knowing that she is kind of on my side. She was able to stop Bella from hurting me further back in the room. She hates me because I stole her right to be Noah's true mate.

"Hey, I’m sorry about what happened back there." She breathes fast; she must have been running from a long distance. I nod, having nothing to say.

Ever since the night, I have become totally speechless. They say you go silent from too much hurt, and I think that is technically what I am going through right now.

"Are You okay, Scarlet?" She stares into my eyes. I don’t know what she sees, but the look on her face tells her that I’m not okay.

"Yeah, I’m alright." I manage to say it, trying not to look too sad. Everything Noah is doing now reminds me of that man who left us broken. Who left Mom broken? I was the only hope that brought happiness to her.

She told me that whenever she stares too long at me, I remind her of him. She said I typically look like him, but the bright side was that he was so wrong, but seeing me gave her a new hope to live and to move on without him in our lives.

" Scarlet.. I know you are new and might not have a friend yet. Do you want to be friends?" She asks friendly questions. I bite my lips, not knowing what answer to give her. But Jane looks nice. She hugged me the first time I entered our hostel.

I might need a friend to move around with, so it’s best I make good on this offer. "Sure, friends." I smile.

" Perfect." She says this, smiling at me. She has a lovely smile, too.

"So what subject are you having today?" She demands. 

"Chemistry," I respond.

"Oops, I don’t do chemistry. I guess we're not in the same class, then. So sad." She pout.

"Yeah, I guess we will see later." I respond, feeling neutral because, basically, from the onset, I can be on my own, and I love it.

We head to the hall together but are separated as soon as the bell rings for our classes. It’s my first time attending class, and I feel a little nervous.

I enter, and the teacher isn’t in the class yet. So I quickly spot an empty seat to settle down before he or she comes.

As I lean my hand on the desk, I see him walking into the class. I suddenly have goosebumps, as I’m confused about why we would be in the same class.

I see that he is alone, and I guess Bella isn’t in the same class with us. But it’s worse to be in the same class with him.

My mate who rejected me.

It’s harder to get rid of the pain the more I see him.

He walks forward from the entrance, and I avoid gazing at him as I try to bring out my pen and book from my backpack.

Suddenly I hear his voice: "You are sitting at my seat." He demands. There was no smile on his face. Of course, how do I expect him to smile? I fucking hate him.

I say nothing and quickly grab my backpack to move onto the next seat. As I’m about to leave, he grips my hand, and I’m stunned.

My hair falls as it covers my face. "What do you want from me?" he demands. I frown, as I don’t understand his questions.

" Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I'm just thankful that you rejected me; I couldn’t have been a mate to a guy like you." I say it simply, but to him, it seems like a hot slap because I can see the anger in his eyes.

I slip my hand off his grip, and I see how anger watches over him. "You don’t speak to me like that," he spits out as his brow climbs up.

I ignore him and sit at the next table beside him. I absolutely have nothing to do with him anymore after the rejection. It hurts, but I would be fine.

As he attempts to say another word to me, the teacher comes into the class. Surprise that it’s not a female.

"Good morning, everyone." He says this as he steps in. He glances around the class, and his eyes stop on me.

The class responded and settled down. "I heard we have a new student." He announces as he brings his eyes to stare at me.

"Scarlet James." He calls my full name, and the whole class turns to face me. Including Him.. Noah.

I got on my feet as he intended to introduce me to the class. "I’m Mr. Jack, and I’m your chemistry teacher. Nice to see you, pretty." He says his last statement, and the hair at the back of my neck stands.

I see how Noah suddenly gazes awfully at him as soon as he utters his last words. It’s normal for a female teacher to call me pretty, but for a male teacher, it looks so odd that it makes him a flirt.

"Thank you." Dropping my gaze as I try to take my seat.

"Don’t sit yet, Scarlet." His voice was loud, and another cold kiss on my skin. What does he want?

"Class..." He opens his lips and closes them again as he faces the entire class.

He continues, "I have been wanting to have a prefect from this class, but I didn’t get to find a perfect one. And I think I just found one." He utters a word and stares at my face.

"Scarlet will be the prefect from now on," he says, and it sounds like a bomb to my ears. What?! 

I mean, I’m new. How can I be the perfect match?

The whole class raised alarm, but Noah said nothing; instead, his eyes kept getting furious and I don’t get it yet.

He begins to explain why he had chosen me: "Scarlet seems pretty fixated on it. She looks more serious and reserved than anyone I could find." He explains, and the class goes silent.

I’m nervous. I don’t know how to play the role. "And Scarlet, I know that you are new. So I will guide you through this." he says and winks, which looks odd in another manner.

I watched as Noah's silence got deeper and his anger grew. He is struggling not to say anything, but his hands are fluttering more on his trousers.

"No!" he immediately stands and yells. The whole class turns to him, and the teacher as well.

"What do you mean, Noah?" he asks.

"Scarlet can’t be the prefect. She can’t do it. She is new," he argues. Mr. Jack smiles.

"That’s why I’m going to guide her through. She might need to be around me often so I can teach her things she needs to know." He explains.

 I don’t know what is wrong with Noah, but he seems to grow angrier the more he explains.

As the anger grew too heavy, it became obvious that everyone could see it, not just me.

He suddenly grabs his backpack and storms out of the classroom.

As Mr. Jack is about to say a word, the bell rings. "Oops, my time is up. See you next time. And Scarlet, my office is beside the library. Come and see me." He says smiling at me, but honestly, deep down, I don’t feel okay about this smile.

"Yes, I will." I force a smile as I grab my backpack to leave the classroom. He left first, before any other students began to exit the room. I’m probably the last to leave because I'm  tired, and the pain in my heart still hurts. 

I'm still confused about why Noah left the class angrily and why he doesn’t want me to be the prefect… does any of that even concerns him? I frown.