The Alpha's Mate _ wattpadprize14

Chapter 3

I turned around and there stood Noah. He had his books in one hand and his other hand was on my shoulder.

"Hey, Chris you okay?" Noah asked.

I looked straight into Noah's Bright green eyes. His eyes were full of compassion and concern. I looked away, because I was afraid to cry in front of everyone. I was afraid of what people might think of me. Would they think of me as weak? Would they think I was a crybaby? I couldn't have everybody at school thinking of me like that. School was my only safe place. But now I was beginning to think differently...

"Chris, what's the matter" I can tell somethings wrong."

I wiped away the tears that threatened to spill from my eyes and spoke.

"Nothing, Noah. I'm fine. Can I just go to class?" I asked. I looked right into his eyes once more, and knew soon afterwards it was a big mistake.

I felt hot tears run down the sides of my cheeks and didn't even try to wipe them away. Noah noticed my tears and put his finger up to wipe them away, which I let him. I mean, Noah is my older brother. Yeah, he's only a year older but he is still my older brother. He is very protective of me and I kind of like it. But right now, I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to get to class and ignore everyone.

"No. Chris your not going to class until you tell me what's wrong."

I started crying harder in the now empty hallway. The only people in this hallway right now were me and Noah.

"Noah I just want to go to class." I cried. "Please..."

Noah sighed, "Will you tell me later?"

I couldn't just tell him no. All growing up him and Sammy were the only people who were really there for me. And now, I have lost Sammy. I don't want to lose my older brother as well.

I shook my head lightly. "Yes, I will tell you later."

Noah looked down at me and smiled. He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed the top of my head just as dad used to to do when I was little before he left...

"Alright Chris, now get to class."

I nodded agreeing with him that I did have to get to class. I wiped my tears away and quickly walked off to reading.

I opened the door to Miss Rediski's classroom and everyone turned around and looked at me.

"Miss Mulford, I hope you have a good excuse for coming in late and interupting my class?" Asked Miss Rediski as she sat down at her desk and stared at me, her arms angrily folded across her chest. Boy how did I get so lucky to have all teachers that hate me?

"No Ma'm. I'm sorry I am late, I promise, it won't happen again."

Miss Rediski sighed and started to rub her temples. "Alright Christina, go take your seat."

"Yes Ma'm" I started walking to my normal desk. I got there and saw the new girl from math sitting in my seat. "Um, excuse me. This is my seat."

The girl looked at me. She had beautiful long blonde hair that went down to her mid-thigh. She had the same ocean blue eyes that I did and looked to be around the same age as me. She looked up at me, and smiled sweetly at me. She stood up and was surprisingly was the exact same height I was.

"Um, well while you were gone this class got new seats. You might want to ask the teacher.. Uh, what's her name again? Where your new seat is. Hello, I'm Claire." She babbled and held out her hand.

I smiled sweetly at her. Strangely, she looked fimiliar, like I knew her somehow. That's impossible though, I would have remembered her. I shook her outstretched hand.

"Her name is Miss Rediski, and hi I'm Christina, but you can call me Chris."

"Girls no talking! Christina, you will be sitting next to Brandon." Miss Rediski yelled.

Me and Claire giggled from being yelled at and waved goodbye. I looked around the room and saw Brandon. He was sitting in the desk closest to the door, and I was sitting next to him. Why do I always have to sit next to him! Why do the teachers always put me next to him? Or him next to me? Well since my last name comes first- oh what the heck does it matter! Okay I must be tired, I'm fighting with myself.

'Just sit down, I don't think you want to get in more trouble' said a voice inside my head.

I was shocked for a moment, but then I knew it was probably just my conscience. I groaned and sat down next to Brandon. I set my books down on my desk and folded my arms. I put my arms on my desk and laid my head down on top of them. Apparently Miss Rediski didn't want to put up with me anymore, so she just left me alone.

I was almost asleep until I felt a paper being tossed onto my desk, and hit my arm. I groaned and heard a soft chuckle from my left. I looked over to see Brandon, smiling at me. Just something about him happy, made me happy. He smiled at me and I, in return, gave him a short smile and rolled my eyes.

Then I opened the note. This is what it read...

            Dear Chris,

                     I don't know why your so mad at me. If I could tell you, I would. Be mad at me all you want but I know this is something you definately should not know. You were not even supposed to know witches even existed! You can be mad at me all you want, quit being my friend, I don't care. This is what is better for everyone. I know this is something you can't know and it is strictly off limits, or, forbidden for me to tell you anything about this. I am sorry I have to keep this a secret from you, but it's for the better. If I am right, you will soon find out on your own what it is. But until then, I'm sorry...

    Love,

            Your ex-bff (apparently)

I was so mad, and hurt, and confused all at the same time. How could she not know why I was mad at her? I told her why! Why can't she tell me? Why can't I know? What does she mean forbidden? Why can't I know witches existed! How will I find out on my own? What does she think she's right about!

I felt another peice of paper hit my arm, but this time, it wasn't from Samantha. This one was from Claire. Well, as it said on the outside. I looked over in Claire's direction and saw her smiling. I couldn't help but smile. I unfolded the paper and she asked me if I wanted to be friends! She said that if I wanted to have a sleep over she wrote down her number. At the end of the note it read, Love, Your bestie???

I smiled knowing Claire and I were going to be great friends. I looked back over in her direction and nodded yes. Indicating, she was my new bestie. I started to giggle as Claire did a little dance in her seat. I looked over at Brandon who was just staring at Claire like she had just gone literally insane.

Then, I remembered my readers workshop. I was supposed to finish my book 'Black Beauty' before the end of the month and do a whole packet of work on the book. Oh well, I'll work on it Monday or in study hall.

I heard the bell ring. Indicating morning classes were now over, and lunch has officially began!

"Yes! Freedom!" I yelled as I bursted out of class.

I heard a deep chuckle from behind me. I turned around to see a smiling Brandon carrying my books and walking right behind me.

"You know, school isn't over. It's just lunch. We still have four hours to go before you can actually call it freedom." He chuckled.

I glaired at him. "Did you have to go and ruin my only happy moment?"

He chuckled, "Yes."

I couldn't help but smile. I don't know why, but he was different. His smile seemed to make me happy. When I knew he was happy, I was happy. It was like, well, I'm not sure. I don't exactly know how I feel.