Legacy: The Alpha's Son And The Enchantress

t the beauty of being a newcomer is discovering things on your own. Plus, I

ortunity to make a friend, at least." She said these words almost whispering, then lifted her gaze, noticing that I had h

it's like when I look at someone, I feel like that person is judging me or hates me, so I simply prefer to be alone. But I wouldn't say that to this girl, at l

ut this; they are busy, and even if I did, they would think I was going crazy. It's not the first time I believe I'm reading someone's mind or interpreting what their eyes are saying. It's also not the first time I've had bizarrely scary dreams, where reality

till don't know about this school, so you ca

ne, dragging me along. As we ascended the first flight of stairs, we passed by thr

that's what I imagined. "Look at the newcomer with the weirdo. She's cute,

were saying, or thinking. I didn't stop for anything; I was dragged along by the girl I had just met, who was

feel like I'm not at all like them. In fact, I feel somewhat reclusive, someone who likes to be alone and i

chatting incessantly. We were like two extremes, and mind you, I don't know her well enough to say that. But first impressions coun

lassrooms, and at one point, I saw a group of boys. I think they were my age, a little older than me. They were tall. Handsome, I would say.

He was the strongest, the most interesting, with hair as black as nig

if he was pulling me somehow. An attention that made time slow down, as if it were in slow motion. We passed ea

y head, laughing at myself, because that was nonsense, obviously. He was just an ordinary boy. And, according to

t for sure, they were from the varsity team. I only snapped out of it when we finally stopped. She pointed to a room that wasn't entirely empty. The teac

"Oh my God, I'm going to have to put up with this girl for even lon

at me. Obviously, for a few weeks, the newcomer would have everyone's attention. One thing I hate. That's why