Chapter two

Angel's POV

The next day

I walked down the corridor of my school.

My hair tied in a low ponytail bouncing as I made my way to class. I tugged my grey tie lower and unbuttoned the top of my white blouse before taking an exaggerated inhale. I rubbed my wrists as I turned a corner only to bump into someone. "Violet! Hi!" I smiled brightly at the brunette in front of me. Her hazel eyes drank me in slowly settling on my neck and face, "What happened to you?"  I grinned, more fake than genuine. "Oh the usual! I got kidnapped by some werewolves I've never seen before," I lifted my index finger in a motion of checking something off my imaginary list. "Got water-boarded, strangled, oh and scratched on my face. Really its been quite a normal what, fourteen hours?"

Violet's hand wrapped around my bandaged wrist and dragged me towards  Advanced Biology class. As we... correction, she pulled me there her hands glowed lilac. Subtly at first before it surrounded me fully. It was warm, like hot  coffee on a cold Sunday evening.

When we reached the door she stopped, turned towards me and clicked her fingers. My bandages disappeared and so did the stinging pain. Her hazel eyes softened ever so slightly, the green flecks becoming more prominent than usual before she nodded towards the door of our class as if asking me whether I wanted to go there or not.

I smiled, not the usual cocky goofy one I show to everyone, but soft and genuine because that's what Violet Salvador was to me. She wasn't just anyone, she was my best friend, my calm and most importantly my therapist. No one could ever replace her even if they tried.

I walked in first, grinning from ear to ear, bouncing like a kid with a sugar rush. I made sure to wave at everyone before settling into my seat next to Violet, who slipped into class using my extroverted tendencies as a disguise for her quietness. Miss Avery our biology teacher smiled at all of us before mouthing a 'good morning' to Violet and I. She tilted her head closer to the class register and started roll call. I removed my notebook, which was shockingly pink, its shocking because almost everything I own is black heck even the manicure I got last weekend is black. Which reminds me, I have to buy more stuff for my room and Tyson. Speaking of Tyson where is he? He's rarely this late unless- "Morning Miss Avery!" Ahh there he is.

Tyson Salvatore is really one of the most important people in my life, not only that but the word punctuality didn't quite fit into his description. Now I've known him since I was ten. I've seen him show remorse and right now? He isn't showing any signs of it. Why you may ask? When Tyson is actually sorry his voice drops, his bright cerulean eyes lose their shimmer and he somehow looks.. lost I suppose but now? He stood there, fake pout, hands in his pockets and voice very very cocky for someone that's late.

"This is the second time this month Mr. Salvatore," Miss Avery said without lifting her dirty blonde head from the register. "I know and I apologize ma'am. I'm truly sorry but New York traffic is hectic in the morning surely you know that too." Sure. Charm yourself out of this one Salvatore. Miss Avery finally looked at him through her gold rimmed glasses, "Let's not make this a habit Mr. Salvatore, okay?" Tyson's mouth curled into a victorious smirk, "Yes ma'am."

His platinum blonde hair was messy and fell into his eyes as he walked towards his usual seat next to me. He plopped down next to me casually nodding at Violet before gazing at me with a smirk on his face. I folded my arms with a mock serious expression. "Hey princess," "I'll give you one goddamn minute to get your face away from my ear Salvatore." he chuckled before twisting a strand of my hair between his fingers and turning to face Miss Avery. I could see her lips moving but the words passed through my ears in incoherent strips. I could feel Tyson's warmth beside me, his scent filled my senses. He smelt like cinnamon and pine, it felt somewhat comforting more than Violet's presence did. I tugged my grey blazer lower to cover my palms before twisting my black pencil between my fingers.

The door opened and two people walked in. I threw my head back letting out a groan knowing why they were here. The taller male whispered something in Miss Avery's ear and she let out a sigh before gesturing towards us. The other male who was as pale as a sheet decided to be a 'gentleman' and basically ordered Violet, Tyson and I to 'follow' them. So I took my sweet time standing up and when I did I took my two friends' notebooks before walking to Miss Avery. "So here are our notebooks for marking since we'll be at the council meeting the rest of the day. I also wrote down the percentages of this week's test and the class average for the week. At the back of my notebook are everyone's class worksheets from both last and this week. Okay bye Miss Avery!" I side-eyed the two males that came to collect us and grabbed my black backpack from Tyson as we walked out of the room. The said male slung his arm over my shoulder as if it was second nature.

"Very impressive, princess." He whispered softly. The corners of my lips tugged into a smirk, "Is it still shocking at this point?" Violet muttered a 'Lovestruck idiots ' under her breath.

Tyson and I both turned towards her with shocked expressions, "We're not a thing, Vi!" I felt Tyson's arm move off my shoulder before settling on my waist. "She forgot to add yet, Violet." I rolled my eyes and continued walking behind our 'escorts'.

When we got there I took the seat by the window at the end of the mahogany table, "How nice of you three to join us." I groaned. "It's not like we wanna be here too Zander," I retorted as Violet patted my head as she walked to her seat at the middle of the table. Tyson snickered as he sunk into his chair next to me, "Wassup Zander."he said as he mock saluted the brunette standing up front.

"Now that everyone is here. Today's main agenda is the recent attack on the Red Moon pack."

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