You're Mine

7. Alex

5.11.19

When I began to regain my consciousness the next morning, the thick scent of vanilla and pine surrounded me. Camden was pacing back and forth in my mind rambling about something, and I felt as if I was floating through the clouds. Another inhale brought the scent back through my nostrils, and it took me longer than it should have to realize exactly what it was. "Mate! Mate!" Camden was chanting in my mind, and a spike of excitement lit up my heart. The warmth sent tingles to all of my fingertips, and my eyes drifted open as fast as I could possibly make them.

Immediately I was met with darkness, and confusion washed over me. Isn't it day time? I can hear the morning bluebirds chirping outside of the rancid dumpster I had made my home behind; The stench makes me basically nose blind, but it's pretty useful since I know my aroma can't be sensed by outsiders. It does mean that I'm going to smell like trash tomorrow, though. My hand went up to my face to figure out why the world was completely dark, and my fingers collided with a soft fabric. My questioning could only grow from that point, and I pulled the cloth off of my face. It looks like it was torn off of someone's clothing a long time ago, but it had still retained its scent. The scrap was frayed around the edges and blood red in color, and it took me 20 minutes of staring to realize that it was a slice of a bag. Whoever this used to belong to is my soulmate.

It was now that Camden ever so politely reminded me that I had to go to school in order to have a future, so I collected my personal items and began the long trek through the forest. The fall wind flowed through my hair leaving it mussed, but I didn't mind since the feeling helped calm my mind. Leaves crunched underneath my sneakers, and I finally got the chance to think about my future. Do I even have a future now that I've been kicked out? Everything feels so lost and uncertain; I've basically forgotten what I was made to be. Is that all I can be, or is there something more deep down in my veins?

I finally reached the sidewalk that lead up the front steps to the school, and it was the first time I noticed just how many kids come to this one building. As I looked over the sea of dead looking teenagers, a feeling of belonging finally struck me. We may be different, but we're almost the same. Sure, they may not have a furry beast running around in their head, but they have their own thoughts to deal with. Even if we look different, none of us are worse than other just based on that. I wandered through the hallways not remembering how to get to my own class, and the alienating feeling came back all over again. While they spent their whole life learning about random equations, I was taught only in leadership, physicality, and the best way to keep everyone safe.

As expected, Ash stepped through just as the tardy bell rang loudly through the near silent hallway. He carried with him his usual dark aura, but I could see beneath it this time. For some reason, my mind wants to reason with him. His mystic actions only drew me closer, and I felt like I was going to get an addiction. No, no way! I'm not going to get addicted to a boy. When he sat next to me, I felt myself beginning to get a headache from Camden's constant yacking. Well, I'll be damned.

He slumped down into his seat and began to get out his school supplies, and I wasn't able to tear my eyes away from him with the way his hair was layering over his eyes. I finally have a mate, I might not be alone in the world forever! The joy that ran through my chest was hard to debate with, and I didn't have time to think about the negatives.

Once the teacher started class, it was certainly harder to focus on the lecture we were getting about shutting up. I could hardly keep my eyes off of Ash, noticing the small things he did when he though no one was watching. Every once in awhile, he would reach up to his bangs and twirl a single strand between his long, pale fingers. His eyes were focused on his schoolwork, and I was glad that he wasn't looking at me because I was definitely staring very hard at him. The bell seemed to ring way too fast, and I tore my eyes away from him before I could be caught. It feels as if everything in my world has fallen into place, but I don't think that it's going to be that simple. Our relationship has started out very negative, and I just hope I can convince him that we can get along. It's the only way.

I walked into gym with a crackhead grin, and I knew that trying to erase it would be hard. Everything about him makes me so excited, and I wouldn't mind living the rest of my life. People around me were all asking what the look on my face was for, but I didn't have any real reason for them. There isn't one, other than the fact that I get to see him in rather short shorts running around the gym.

Speaking of the boy, he ducked into the locker room just as I was finished getting dressed, and I walked out before I could get myself into trouble staring at him changing. That's how you get made fun of in all of the movies I've watched, and I don't think that getting seen as the outcast would be very good for me. Then again, I don't think I care if it means I get to look at him. Camden stop influencing my decisions, I've made up my mind. I am getting out of the locker room.

I walked out to my spot in the middle of the gym, and I was reminded of one of the things I missed the most from pack life. I want the schedule back. As much as I'm glad I'm getting more well rounded education, I hate sitting still for hours on end just waiting for the next time I could go outside or get active again in some way. I like to run, especially in Autumn because I don't sweat buckets in mild temperatures. Above all of the other things running rampant in my head, I can't help but to think that being kicked out of my pack has become more beneficial than hurtful for me. I found my soulmate, I'm not getting constantly harassed by my father, I don't have many responsibilities other than taking care of myself, and the feeling of being accepted by those around me improves my mood a lot. Even if he hates me now, I swear to always try to befriend Ash. Not only because he's my soulmate, but because he seems lonely. He will be mine.