The Alpha's Bullied Mate

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open gates and headed straight for the parking lot. It was followed by another s

friends and some of the hottest boys in school. Derek with his jet black hair and grey eyes and Al

himself. The boy with the sandy blonde hair and ele

ut they were also great at studies as well as good athletes. They were the

ing who but the three girls have been involved with both Derek and Alex at different times. But while Derek was a known flirt, Alex was the more reserved type who people did

as dating, it wasn’t much of a question for speculation. Because there was only one girl who was allowed to ride in his car an

oor open for Sarah as she stepped out in a pink cardigan over a white top and light blue jeans. The color of her cardigan matched the pink highli

n just a little bit, especially as Sarah smiled up at

kids get off of their high horses. Honestly, it was the same scene every morning. Their parents were super rich and their kids were super spoilt. They owned the latest cell phones, the la

Goodwill donation centre; ate the cheapest breads in the cafeteria and didn’t even own a

Alex, who was another topper and sat up front. It was good thing though, because I sat right at the back, a

e only part about school that I wasn’t a fan of. Lunch time meant that every single student from all classes would be r

tion my very existence every single day. I was sick and tired of them, to the point where I had thought about quitting school several times. But

ery day, I would never even think about complaining. But I didn’t have the luxury to enjoy this meal. I was a half-scholarship student, owning to the fact that I

a total of one dollar, I handed it to the lunch lady, who gave me a disdainful look be

ehind me and the bread fell to the floor at my feet. Scrambling to the floor, I picked

stood up to come face to face with Cindy,

ing to fight with her for no reason, but i

h a grip on my hoodie. “What’s with that at

thing that wasn’t my fault, a

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ere was a warning in his voice. However, I didn’t dwell on the tiny act of kindness and made a dash for the door, so I could go to the courtyard and hav

eciding to eat alone wa

seat, but before I could take a seat, someone had tripped me by holding out their leg, making me fall on the ground. That hadn’t been the end of it. While getting knocked do

h-five each other as they had laughed their asses

weak and defenceless and then their ‘followers’ would do the same just to please them. In fact, I think eve

y or in a class that I shared with him, his wannabe buddies kept that taunt alive even mon

nd. How could I find Cameron attractive af

ld get the a