A Shocking Rejection

XAVIER

     "Will I be okay, here?" my voice cracked at the end of my statement, a lump lodging itself in my throat.

"Look at me, Xavi" mum said, taking my hands in hers.

Blinking back the moisture in my eyes, I turned to look at my mum, my brows creased. I was feeling emotional. This was happening a lot, lately. My emotions seemed to be heightened and so did my mood swings.

"Just breathe and try to hope for the best. You'll do just fine. I believe in you. Your siblings will be here with you this time. It's going to be easier for you, I promise" mum said to me with hopeful eyes.

"I love you, mum. I'll see you later" I smiled, leaning over to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Please, be alright" I heard mum say as she watched me get out of the car. I knew she was always worried about me. So, I decided that I was going to try not to get expelled again.

I walked down the hallway, my nostrils already identifying the different scents of the students. The school was for all supernaturals. Hence, I could perceive the scents of werewolves from different packs, werefoxes, vampires, and the rest of them. Memories of being accused of being darkness itself haunted my mind and I clenched my jaw, tensed. I wasn't going to allow such memories taint my new start.

"Xavi?!"

I halted at the sound of my baby sister's voice. I turned around and there she was, the smile on her face reflecting in her hazel eyes. Her dyed black and white tresses framed her face in smooth waves, her gold rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. She walked up to me and embraced me.

"Hey, Heather" I said, grinning.

"Mum called yesterday and told us you were coming" she said.

"I missed you too. What are the glasses for? You know quite well that your eyesight is great"

"Lately, I've taken a liking to glasses. Come with me, let's get you settled down" she said with a lingering smile on her face.

I followed her down the hall, realizing how much I'd missed her.

Few minutes later, I was walking into a classroom which was buzzing with life. As soon as I walked in, everyone went silent and stared. Then, the chattering began.

"Xavi! Over here!" I looked towards the back of the class, a grin working it's way onto my face at the sight of my identical twin brother, Oliver.

After a brief bro hug, I settled down on the unoccupied seat on Oliver's left.

"I think mum made sure our schedules rhymes" Oliver said to me as he handed me his schedule. Sure enough, he was right. I knew my mother was more anxious about the fact that the prophecy that had been foretold even before I was born, was showing signs of manifestation.

"Don't worry, Xavi. You've got this" Oliver said, patting my shoulder.

A tall man with round glasses walked in. His gaze roved over the students and settled on me.

"Looks like we have a second Blackwood in our midst. Boy, introduce yourself" he said and all eyes fell on me.

Deciding to play it cool, I rose to my feet with a smile, noticing how most of the girls were already swooning over me.

"My name is Xavier. Xavier Blackwood. I'm nineteen years old and I'm from the Silver Claw pack. Nice to meet you all"

"Nice to meet you, too. I do hope you're not as troublesome as your twin brother. Have your seat, Xavier"

I snorted in amusement as I sat down. If only he knew how troublesome I could be.

Before the class ended, I received so many notes from a lot of girls in the class. They were elated about the fact that there were two Blackwood brothers in the same class with them. At the end of the class, Ollie showed me his own share of notes he'd gotten from the girls. With a shit eating grin on his face, he patted my shoulder.

'Get used to it, bro. It's only going to get worse. From notes to stickers. Then, it progresses to letters and gifts that will suddenly appear in our lockers overnight' he said to me through telepathy.

'Sounds fun' I responded and his grin widened.

The thing was, I wasn't a stranger to such things. In my former school, everything went downhill when they found out about the prophecy surrounding me. I became an item of disgust and hate. I hoped I would be able to keep my secret from them, long enough for me to graduate.

'What's that? Is that blood?' Oliver suddenly said, his gaze resting on my black shirt. I looked down and saw the bloodstain on my shirt, my eyes widened.

'Did you get into another fight? Why aren't you healing?' his eyes were filled with concern.

'I didn't get into a fight. Don't tell mum about this, it's nothing. I'll be back' I said and rose to my feet, covering the blood stain on my shirt with my leather jacket.

I could feel Oliver's gaze lingering on me until I was out of his sight. Cursing under my breath, I started to rush down the hallway, searching for a bathroom.

All of a sudden, I bumped into a girl and her books fell to the ground with a thud. The first thing that hit me was her scent. Cinnamon and strawberry. Zeres, my wolf, stirred immediately. His sudden excitement making my heart pound faster.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking" she said as we both bent down to pick up her books.

Her wavy midnight black hair had turquoise highlights. Once she raised her head to look at me, I nearly cursed out loud. Her eyes were green. The prettiest kind of green I've ever seen. She rose to her feet and gave me a small smile.

"I have to get to class. I'm in a hurry" she said and started to hurry away. I stared at her, feeling bedazzled. She was such a beautiful sight. And the exciting part was that, she was my mate.

Her feet came to a halt at that instant, and she immediately turned around to look at me, her eyes narrowed.

"What?"

I blinked, wondering why she was looking so angry. I was sure I hadn't said my thoughts out loud. Even if I did, was she going to reject me? I doubted that.

She started to walk towards me, her eyes fired up with anger. She eventually stopped in front of me, gazed into my eyes and frowned.

"Who are you?" She demanded.

"Xavier Blackwood" I responded, still confused.

Her eyes widened. I wondered if it was because she knew Oliver. She probably mistook me for Oliver. Or, she wasn't in good terms with him. He was popular with girls, had he dated her?

While I was making speculations in my head, she grabbed my arm and glared at me. Then, she did the unexpected.

She kicked me in the groin and I doubled over in pain.

"Mate my ass. You pervert" she spat and stormed off. All that went through my mind at that moment was: Did I just get rejected?

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