Ruby Still in deep thought about my visions, I locate my locker and attempt to open it. There’s no combination lock. I rifle through my bookbag to see if maybe Alice slipped a key in there for me, but there’s nothing except a notebook, a pencil case, and a pouch of toiletries. Inside the pouch is only a hair comb, a makeup compact, and… diet pills. I roll my eyes and zip the pouch back up again, planning to dump the pills down the toilet the next time I go to the bathroom. How the hell am I supposed to get this locker open with no combination or key? Just then, the plump girl from before returns to me and smiles. “Thank you,” she says. “I don’t know what Mrs. Acker would have done if I forgot to turn in my homework again… How did you know that, anyway?” I shrug, not wanting to give away my vision. “It’s no big deal. Don’t worry about it.” “Oh, okay,” she says. She turns toward my locker. “Is this your locker?” “Yeah. I think so.” “Oh, cool! You’re right next to me.” The p
Ruby “Who is he?” I ask, looking over my shoulder to see that the handsome boy has disappeared in the throng of students. “That’s Earl,” Nancy replies. “He’s a top student, president of the student council, and he’s the speaker of the school opening ceremony every year. He’s basically the idol of all the girls in the school.” “Hmm…” I mutter, still looking over my shoulder and wondering about the handsome boy as well as what may have happened to my navigator. What Nancy said about the headmaster flashes through my mind, but I decide that that’s just a silly rumor and nothing to really worry about. My thought is broken again by someone else bumping into me and cursing at me angrily. I stumble into Nancy, who catches me and helps me regain my balance. “You really should get a new uniform,” she says. “They’re only a couple thousand dollars.” My eyes widen. “A couple… thousand?” That’s more than double my entire monthly salary that I used to make waiting tables in my old pack. Nanc
Ruby My face burns a deep scarlet red as I stand in the middle of the training field with all of the students and Atwood glaring at me. Atwood clears his throat. I can tell that he’s attempting to compose himself, but I can see the anger behind his eyes and the way that his fists ball up at his sides. “Miss Ruby,” he says. “Late on your first day of transfer, and no uniform.” He makes a tsk sound with his tongue. It feels as though he’s trying to hide the fact that I’m his mate from the other students. Finally, he manages a cordial smile and addresses the rest of the students. “Thank you for coming to the first day of training,” he says. “Let’s kick off this school year on a high note. If everyone could please line up at the base line, we’ll begin with some stretches to warm our bodies up.” The students obediently line up on the white line. I go to follow and stand next to Nancy, who gives me a sympathetic smile. Atwood gives instructions to all of us to begin stretching. He wal
AtwoodAll I wanted was for Ruby to follow the rules and make a good impression on her new classmates. I wanted her to make friends, get good grades, and learn to enjoy the Lycan world. That’s it.Not… whatever this is.Did I not instruct Alice closely enough to ensure that she properly explained the rules to Ruby?Perhaps Alice just assumed that Ruby understood the rules of the Lycan world and gave her too much freedom. I find it difficult to see any scenario in which Alice would want to intentionally make Ruby’s first day so negative. My head housekeeper has always been loyal to me and the crown. She would never want to sully our reputation, let alone my mate’s reputation.Maybe I should’ve just instructed Ruby myself. It seems as though she wasn’t even aware that I am in charge of training here. Perhaps if she had known, she would have put in more of an effort to make her first day run smoothly.Perhaps I’m being too harsh on her.Truthfully, I just want her to run so she can sweat
RubyI make sure to wake up half an hour before Alice comes in so that I can have time to get ready on my own today. Besides, I figure that doing so will give Alice fewer things to complain about -- although I’m certain she’ll still find something.It’s still dark outside as I pop out of bed and scurry to the bathroom. Atwood’s side of the bed is still neatly made, which makes me wonder if he has been sleeping in another bedroom. Maybe he just doesn’t sleep at all. I jump into the shower, giving myself ten minutes to enjoy the hot water.Tamara and I didn’t have water this hot in our old home. I could only afford to pay the bills sporadically, so sometimes we would be lucky to have lukewarm water but most of the time we would have cold water. I got used to it after awhile, but having a hot, strong stream of water feels nice.When I step out of the shower, the bathroom is all steamy. I wipe the steam away from the mirror as I wrap myself in my towel and begin drying my hair, then I use
RubyWe all turn to look at who just spoke.“Earl?!” Donna practically shrieks. “Why would you invite this hillbilly?”“Donna, I don’t appreciate you treating newcomers like this,” Earl says, striding up to me. He smiles and holds his hand out for me to take. When I take his hand, he pulls me up to my feet easily as though I weigh nothing.“Here,” he says, pulling two invitations out of the inside pocket of his blazer. He hands one to me and one to Nancy, whose face is blushed a deep scarlet red.“Hmph!” Donna mutters, turning on her heel and storming off. Ethan grimaces at me and then follows her like a lost puppy.Earl ignores Donna and Ethan, continuing to smile at me. “Don’t worry about them,” he says. “They’re like this with all of the transfers. Pretty soon they’ll get bored of you and move onto someone else.”“I hope so,” I respond, looking down at the ticket in my hand.“I hope to see both of you at the party tonight.” With a smile, Earl walks away. I can feel the eyes of the
RubyThe weekend passes quickly.Far too quickly, because although it’s sunny and beautiful outside, Atwood won’t let me leave the castle. He has Alice follow my every move, even going so far as to have her stand outside the bathroom whenever I have to pee.It’s humiliating for me, but I can tell that Alice enjoys it, because now she has plenty of time to insult my every move.It feels like every five seconds she’s saying things to me like “Stand up straighter, don’t slouch,” or “We’ll have to work on your table manners, you pig,” or “Your slovenly appearance is no fit for a future princess.” With each snide comment, with each pinch of my belly to exclaim how fat I am, and with each comparison to the stranger named “Luna” I can feel myself beginning to break.I think that Alice wants me to break. She wants me to lose my temper and go on a rampage that will finally get me kicked out of the castle. In a way, I want that to happen so that Tamara and I can just go back to our old life. Bu
RubyAlthough the growing number of comments is horrible and traumatizing, I just can’t bring myself to tear my eyes away from my phone screen. My surroundings fade into the distance, and it feels as though I’m nothing but a floating pair of eyeballs in a void staring at a screen.“Is this really Ruby Jones? The new girl?”“omg, these pics are so slutty!!”“who goes 2 a buffet and steals the food like that?”“LOL, look at her stuffing her face! she’s such a pig”“there’s no way this pariah is an aristocrat. #expelrubyjones”“Hahahah, it’s her third day here and someone already hates her enough to post these! I think that might be a world record.”“should i retweet this? i think i should retweet this. lol #whorethief”I can feel a pounding headache suddenly coming on as the bile rises in my throat. Is no one going to say anything about this slander? It’s nothing but cruelty. I was clearly drugged and taken advantage of, although I don’t remember much more than flashes of dark figures l