Not My Alpha by ImagineBett

Crystina’s POV

“I heard the Alpha is back,” A voice whispered and I turned, suddenly at alert as fear suddenly descended on me.

“There she goes, weirdo” A male voice quietly mocked from behind me as I stood in the hallways of Moonvalley high school. I didn’t need to turn to know who it was or if they were referring to me. I know that was for me and it wasn’t the first time. Everyone has different nicknames for me; weirdo, dumbo, sicko, and every other awful word that ends with an ‘o’. It’s not like I care about what they call me or what they think about me, in all honesty, I can’t stand them either.

I’m just an ordinary girl in the powerful Moonvalley Pack. Nobody cares about me being bullied or insulted by a group of spoiled high school brats. I’m so sure only a few of the people who live in Moonvalley pack knows my name or even know that I existed. Since I was brought here ten years ago, nobody looked at me twice except for Alpha Luka anyway. Well, no one would really care about the daughter of a murderer.

I opened the locker and screamed before taking a step back. I stared in horror at the dead rat that was sitting inside my locker and on top of my chemistry textbook.

Everyone around me was laughing. I bit on my lower lips as I tried to keep the tears off my eyes but I didn’t think that was going to work today. The evil triplets walked towards me, laughing just as my best friend, Paige stopped beside me. She peeped into my locker and saw what they did and groaned.

“You guys need to grow up,” She warned. Brandon, the oldest of the evil triplet who had made it his mission to terrorize me shunned her by waving his hand in her face, telling her to shut up.

“How was our little present, freako?” he asked, smiling.

“The last one was better, Brandon. This is way below your regular prank standard. Shouldn’t you have done better?” I asked him. The smile slipped away from his face and was soon replaced by a frown.

“You weirdo!” Breston spat. “You think you’re so smart, right? Let’s see if you’ll survive the next one,”

“Do you know what’s going to be weirder, if you guys are still standing here trying to bully my best friend in the next ten seconds, I’ll rub this dead rat all over your face and shove it down y’all throats,” Paige threatened while holding up the dead rat. I hadn’t even noticed when she brought the rat out of my locker.

“Oh, God!” I groaned as the stinking smell hit my nose. Paige, on the other hand, wasn’t bothered, she could care less about it as she was grinning from ear to ear.

The ‘B’ triplet moved back from her with disgust plastered on their faces. Breston looked like she was going to throw up while Brandon could only scrunch his big nose. Billy, wasn’t impressed as well.

“This isn’t over, Crystina and her crazy friend,” Brandon warned as they turned, ready to walk away.

“Of course, it isn’t over, idiots. You are the ones walking away now,” Paige yelled after them. Soon, they walked away from the hallway, and the little crowd that had gathered to watch the show slowly dispersed. Paige was the blonde while I was the brunette. She has a dimple on one of her cheeks and she was so beautiful I could hardly believe she was a friend to plain Jane like me.

“Show is over, everyone should mind their business now,” I said as I glared at the remaining few. They rolled their eyes before walking away. “High school is hell,” I groaned.