RYAN'S P.O.V

Zac and Asher are gone now. I'm left alone with Lena who's staring at the floor her smile faded. Whatever, the clock's ticking and we have to be at school.

The silence is unbearable, I clear my throat and say, "Go upstairs and get ready, your uniform's on your bed." She looks up and nods making her chocolate curls bounce.

Her figure quickly retreating.Her petite body moves with such control and authority it's mesmerizing.

Ugh!

Why does she have to be so cute stuffing her face with so much sugar all the time.

Woah brain, going astray.

She's my hostage and I've been too kind. She has that fire I've been looking for, no one in their right mind would act so calm.

What's the deal with her? before my brain asked for permission, "Angel." My mouth blurts out. Angel, I like the name, it's suitable. I notice that she has been waiting for a response her eyes barely looking at mine.

She seems so free with everyone else but with me, so shy and reserved. Exactly how it should be.

She should be scared of me just like everyone else that utters my name. "Nothing."I say and turn away. She'd better hurry up. Her retreating footsteps are a signal for me to let out some air.

I lean against the counter and lose myself in my thoughts.

15minutes later

Okay, the plan to drive her nuts is simple. I know, I know. It's not right and I'm a creep. But that's how I get a new queen for the mafia. It's not completely my idea though.

Amber my cousin, told me that if I'm going to have a queen I'll at least need somebody who is half as psycho as I am.

Believe me for someone who has killed over 200men on his own and thousands more by one command, it needs somebody as jacked up in the brain. Also it's required of every mafia boss to have a betrothed before senior year ends or else our parents will intervene.

I don't need to care about her, just keep her next to me so that the pride knows I have someone next to me. It brings enemies to you because they think that the wife is the most important thing in the world to you then wham! Killed 6 flies at once.

It'll be completely loveless. I'll be having pleasurable nights obviously not so much for her.

I straighten my blazer and tie so I can breathe, my amusement could choke me.

I feel some movement in the air and I know that it's her. "Um, can we go?" she says. I pinch the bridge between my nose.

Her voice is so loud it's annoying. I turn around about to yell but I see her in the uniform.

Her skirt is about 2cm above her knees but damn her curves are perfect. Her blazer is big but fits her frame perfectly. Her eyes darkened by mascara are over shadowed by her long eyelashes.

She looks amazing in her uniform.

Focus!

Don't feel.

She is so damn annoying. I look down trying to look like I found something else that's more interesting.

I can feel the hurt flash across her face. "Let's go." I say ignoring her. There's a big game to play here and the school is the board.

Lena's p.o.v

The whole damn school won't stop staring at me. What am I, a disco ball? I wish I could pry Ryan's hand off of my waist.

His grip is so tight I might faint from lack of blood flow. What is it with him? He's so cold and moody half of the time.

I don't appreciate the way he looked at me. One minute he's undressing me with his eyes next he bitch slaps me with the cold shoulder.

What the freak?! He is insufferable!

Look at me using big words.

I know, I'm smart.

We stop by his locker where he leans against looking up at the ceiling.

Now he's quiet again. I need my pancakes they'll calm me down. He looks down at me and says, "Zac and Asher will be coming to you soon. I still need to sync your schedule with mine. Probably by Friday. This is your locker."

I notice that he's leaning on the locker that should be mine. I cannot take his levels. Not at all! He said something else that's outrageous.

Sync what with who's? Why do I have to be near this son of a potato all the time?

He looks to the left and makes his way to somewhere far away from me.

Thank God.

I notice him exchanging a look with Zac. Whaaaaat are they up to? Zac walks up to me smiling.

On his own, a smile. " Hi."he says and I just nod.

"Loosen up Angel, he's gone." I nearly choke on my saliva. Did he seriously say that? Zac, bestie to scrooge mc douche? I tilt my head and press the back of my hand to his forehead. It's cold. He smiles only this time flashing white teeth.

I am suddenly feeling faint. I cannot believe what is happening in front of me.

Is it getting hotter? I fan myself and the smile fades from his face and his eyebrows crease slightly.

There he is. "Are you okay?" I can fell the energy coming back, he's back to normal.

"Yeah, I just need pancakes." He touches my arm which I almost rip away from him,

"We have mini pancakes in the vending machine. And-" i stop him there by screaming with my hands by my sides, "A vending machine with pancakes?!!!"

I can't contain my excitement.

A vending machine with pancakes where the hell do you find that? He looks around then at me giving me the be quiet look.

I notice that the whole school has stopped moving and stares at us, mainly me. As if they weren't doing that the entire time. I clasp my hands together and try to concentrate on Zac.

Maybe they'll stop looking if I show disinterest.

Yep. I grip his shoulders, he winces and tries to pat my hands down. "Where is it?"i interrogate. He says nothing.

Nothing, just groaning, oh.

"Sorry." I let go and let him whisk me to the most important meal of the day.

He takes my hand and swings it now smiling suddenly, his already narrow eyes now even more narrow.

My heart rate spikes at the sudden contact.

I walk fast trying to match his quick pace but fail dismally.

"I might as well show you around the school then." He says pulling me to his side then letting go.

Phew.

I do not simp for him.

A few omegas pass by bowing down shortly before resuming their conversations.

......a few minutes later

"So I call you demon?" He chuckles.

"No you ass. Call me Angel."

I had told him that I'd pull out my gun if he didn't give me my pancakes.

That's it.

He laughs looking ahead of me.

I like this version of Zac, he's usually so serious and cold but this short walk has been a good turnout.

"So anyways Angel, here is the vending machine..."

He stops abruptly his steps now slow his mouth is agape but he slowly shuts it.

"What are you..."

I gasp loudly both hands slamming against my lips.

"Another rat."he sighs clicking his tongue.

Some boy was stuck in the vending machine the wires coiled through his body. Blood dripping.

I was mortified.

The sight was so gruesome and I of course threw up my breakfast.

"Are you okay?" Zac says rushing to my side, rubbing my back.

My stomach lurches and I hurl again painfully.

I am picked up like a puppy and cradled in his arms.

"You can't be seen like this. They'll think you're weak."

Is that what this school is about?

Kill and move on?

What about me? What if it happens to me?

I need to get out of here stat.