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Rejecting the Rejected

Chapter 2

I had been sitting in the janitor’s closet for a while now. My head was aching and my face was no doubt tear stained. Not to mention red as a tomato.

I had tried to talk to my wolf, but she wouldn’t say anything. I guess the rejection of her mate was enough for one day.

The thought of what happened made my eyes water, but I brushed them off and swallowed my sobs. He didn’t want me that was obvious. There was no reason for me to make a bigger fool out of myself over someone who didn’t even care. That would just waste my time and his.

I straightened myself out and decided to head to the girl’s restroom to get myself straightened out. As I walked out of the janitor’s closet I realized the hallway wasn’t cluttered with people like it usually was. I guess I was so caught up in myself I didn’t even hear the bell ring.

I walked into the girl’s bathroom and headed towards the mirrors. I cringed as I saw my appearance. Man, I looked rough.

My little bit of eye liner was running down my red and blotchy face. My eyes had purple circles under them.

I turned the tap on and washed off my face to the best of my ability. I managed to wipe off the eye liner and some of the redness of my face went away. It was still very noticeable that I was crying though.

I patted down my crinkled clothes and grabbed my chap stick that I put in my pocket. I took off the hair tie I had wrapped around my wrist and put my hair up in a sloppy pony tail. I took out my contacts and put them in their container. I grabbed the glasses I had stuffed in my other pocket and put them on.

I really wish I had just worn my regular clothes. The clothes I was wearing now felt too tight and uncomfortable than what I was used to wearing.

My appearance looked somewhat better. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands trying to stall getting to class. I had never been late to class in my entire life, and I really didn’t want to start now.

I looked at myself in the mirror and said out loud, “You can do this.” I walked out of the bathroom and towards my English class.

I’m glad I grabbed my things for first period before the whole instant. I willed myself not to cry once more as I heard my wolf howl in pain.

I walked up to the English room, but I couldn’t find myself to walk in. What if Mrs. Burger gives me detention? What if that goes on my permanent record? Does Harvard look at that kind of things?

Before I could freak myself out even more, I turned the knob and walked in the classroom. Mrs. Burger wasn’t there, and instead a substitute sat at her desk.

When she heard the door open she snapped her head up. She was a younger woman with red-brown hair who looked to be in her late twenties.

She raised an eyebrow at me. “And where have you been?”

A few snickers and giggles rang throughout the class, but I couldn’t care less. I swallowed hard and turned to face her.

She must have seen something because her eyes softened. “My name is Mrs. Brimming and as you can guess I am your sub. Everyone is either reading or doing homework from other classes. Please take a seat.”

I smiled gratefully at her and headed towards my seat in the back of the class. I was about to sit down when a high pitched voice rang throughout the classroom.

“Why does she get special treatment? She sure isn’t anything special.” I turned to see the redhead from earlier give me a smug look.

I glared at her in return. I just wanted to rip that smug look off of her face. My wolf howled in agreement.

“Tamera, be quiet.” Mrs. Brimming said to her.

Tamera sounds like a stripper name. My wolf hissed.

I covered my mouth to keep the laugh from escaping my lips. I really wouldn’t be surprised.

I felt a stare piercing my side and I turned my head to see a girl giving me a weird look. She had wavy blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Huh, I’ve never noticed her before. Then again, I never really look at people too often. I gave her a weird look of my own and pulled out a book that I got from the library.

The bell rang after what seemed like forever. I gathered my things up and was about to leave the class when the girl who was looking at me came up to me. I noticed by her smell that she wasn’t a werewolf. Weird, almost everyone in the high school was one. Including the teachers.

“I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to look at you like that. It’s just I was trying to figure you out you know? Today is my first day. I’m Kina.” She held her hand out.

I looked at her kind of stunned. She blushed. “I’m sorry. I’ve been told many times that I just blabber too much…” She trailed off when she realized she was blabbering.

I smiled at her. “It’s fine. I’ve been told that I don’t talk a lot.”

She nodded. “Yeah, you are too quiet.” When she realized what she said a horrified expression crossed her face. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to!”

I chuckled. “You apologize too much.”

She blushed and ducked her head. “Yeah, I’ve been told that a lot too.”

I shook her hand that she still had out. “Kim.”

“Mrs. Blanch was a really annoying.” Kina said as we walked towards the lunch room. I nodded in agreement.

She was talking about our History teacher who had a really high pitched voice and just loved to hear herself talk. It got old after a few seconds.

It turns out I we had all but the last two periods with each other. Kina was really nice and I liked her. She was really talkative, but it made up for my lack of responses.

I’m surprised she hasn’t tried to ditch me yet because of my whole status. I told her that if she wanted more friends she should probably not hang out with me but she just smiled and said, “You aren’t getting rid of me that easily.”

I was glad I had someone to sit with at lunch. Since Charlene was a grade above me, she had a different lunch period than I did, so I always sat in the corner table by myself.

When we walked into the lunchroom, it went quiet. All eyes stared at us. Well, more like me. Not that Kina didn’t have any. I’m just guessing they were looking at me because of the incident earlier.

My stomach twisted at the thought, but immediately blocked it out. My eyes unconsciously shifted to where Carter usually sits, but his spot was empty among the jocks and cheerleaders.

I didn’t know I was frowning until Kina waved a hand in front of my face. “Hey are you okay?”

I turned and gave her a small smile. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

The rest of the day passed without a hitch, or I would like to think it did. My usual teasing wasn’t as bad as usual, but I still ended up with gum on my jeans. These had to be my good jeans too.

Kina and I spent the rest of the day together until the final bell rang. She rode the bus home while I waited for Charlene to arrive so she could drive me home.

She walked out of the school with her boyfriend following beside her. Travis was staring lovingly at her while Charlene had a perplexed look on her face.

A pang of jealousy surged through me at the sight of the happy couple. Why couldn’t I have that? What was wrong with me?

When she spotted me leaning on her car she ran towards me and brought me into a hug. I nearly jumped back at the impact of her.

She pulled back and looked at me in the eyes. “You have a lot of explaining to do missy.”

After she dropped Travis off at his house shed drove back to my house. The whole ride she was stealing quick glances at me. Once she parked the car she unbuckled and turned to face me.

I sighed at looked at her. “What?”

“I heard about what happened earlier.” She said cautiously.

A big lump clogged my throat and tears welled up in my eyes. Of course she had heard about what happened. The whole school probably knows. God, I feel like such a slut.

“Oh, honey.” She brought me into a hug. I cried my heart out on her shoulder.

Once I was finished crying Charlene wiped my tears off my face. “Are you ready to talk about it honey?”

No, I wanted to say, but I knew that she had probably heard most of the story anyways. Plus, she has always been there when I needed her.

I told her about what happened on the weekend and the events that happened today. I was ashamed to look at her face in fear of seeing disgust. Of course I was disgusting. I had made out with a guy I barely knew. Your mate. My wolf howled.

I finally looked at her face and what I saw shocked me. She looked angry. Murderous even.

“He did that to you?” She growled out.

I nodded half-heartedly.

She took a few calming breaths and put a tight smile on his face. “He will get what’s coming to him soon.” The tone of her voice was scaring me a little bit, but this was Charlene. What harm could she really cause? “I will pick you up tomorrow okay?”

I nodded and thanked her. I got out of the car and waved at her retreating car. I opened the front door with my key.

“Dad?” I called out. There was no answer. Huh, I guess he is still at work.

I walked into the kitchen and set my bag down on the counter. I saw a sticky note that I could instantly tell was from my dad from his messy handwriting. It read:

Kim, I’m out running some errands and will probably not get back until late. I hope you had a good day at school and make sure to eat and do your homework. Love you pumpkin!

Yup, I guess I was right. My stomach growled painfully. I didn’t really eat anything at lunch and I never eat breakfast so I guess I should really eat something.

I didn’t feel like making something complicated so I decided to make some ramen noodles. I boiled the hot water and dumped the square lump of noodles into the pot.

While that was cooking I poured some milk and got started on my homework. It was ridiculous how much homework teachers give you. They are just too lazy to actually teach it to you in class.

The timer went off so I poured them in a bowl and grabbed a fork. Once I was done eating my yummy noodles I finished up my homework and studied for some tests I had in English and Math. The whole time I tried to keep my mind off ‘him’.

I put all of my things away in my backpack. I looked up at the clock to see it was already nine o’ clock. I felt exhausted from my tiring day. My wolf wanted to go for a run, but I declined. Tomorrow I promise.

I grabbed some sweatpants and an oversized shirt and climbed into my comfy bed. The only thoughts on my mind were, ‘why me?’