"Class we have a new student!" the teacher announces. Her puny cracked body reminds me of the librarian at my old school. 

I hate it when attention is on me.

Zac said i should look at them straight in the eyes to show them that I'm not afraid but I am afraid.

I'm still shaking from the trauma that I had from the corpse in the vending machine.

I'm never eating again.

 I saw a kid playing with a dagger and strangely wouldn't keep her eyes off me.

 "Her name is Angel D'Amelio. I expect you all to treat her and welcome her in the true legacy way."

Come on, let me sit down. I scan any available seats in the class and find one in the third row. 

Ok, at least it's next to some curly headed cutie in the beta uniform. 

She's not really paying attention, her phone is under her desk.

I walk to the seat next to her ignoring perverted eyes and dead stares which seem to follow my every move. I sit down and try to familiarize myself with my surroundings.

 So far so good no trouble here.

My eyes are stuck on an alpha with blindingly yellow blonde hair with dark purple streaks.

She stares right at me coldly licking the edge of a bloody knife.

Okaaayyyy.

There's some freaks here.

Zac is sitting to the left of me also texting like the curly headed cuties that I saw earlier , with a slight smile appearing on his face.

Wait, are they texting each other?

 Awwww.

 The sight is adorable.

 I notice Asher slouching in his chair his face is so red like he's trying so hard not to laugh.

His white hair bouncing, yeah, he's probably high. 

I heard that his specialty is drugs and he does them daily to keep him sane. I get that and i respect it, you know we have a lot in common. 

He's a drug addict I'm a sugar addict. It goes hand in hand. I turn to the girl next to me and whisper, " Hi, what's your name?" 

It takes her time to look at me when she does her smile dazzles me. "Sorry, I was in the middle of something. I'm Mia princess of Allea." 

Does everybody here introduce themselves like that?

And should I bow? It seems like something everybody does around here. When I first walked into the school, a lot of omegas and betas bowed down to me.

And...

Allea?

"Where's that?" she smiles again her dimples deepening, "It's in Austria." I cannot fully express my shock. 

"Really?Wow." she's waiting on something, "Oh,I'm Angel D'Amelio, the daughter of Alejandro D'Amelio." She nods looking impressed. 

Maybe she knows this man. 

I hope not, I do not want to have to explain why I'm claiming to be his daughter.

This is A.P Drugs. 

Drugs. Is that why the teacher is so chill with Asher snorting cocaine in the corner over there?

 Jeez, he looks like he'll pass out. 

The teacher, Mrs Crabapple is asking questions on how to make drugs appealing and no one's answering. I think that i have a good answer, "Ma'am I think by putting them in food." she considers it and nods her head, "Yes, but how do you suppose this could be achieved, as in what types of food?" 

"Jelly babies, muffins, cake, sweets,pancakes." Sorry I had to. Besides have they not heard f space cookies and space muffins?

The snorting I'm hearing, "Ma'am, I would like to ask how these drug cakes could be sold in the first place."

Some jerk says from the back of the class.

The teacher pinches the bridge of her nose, irritated and answers. "Well, how do you sell drugs in the first place Oscar?" 

Ooo, savage. 

He stays quiet. That'll shut him up. 

A very long, very uncomfortable 30 minutes of class later.

The bell rings and everybody walks out packing their bags.

I'm confused, what class are we going to? I never got my schedule.

Darn it Ryan! You had one job, show me the school. Not show the school to me.

"I'll help you. Did you bring your gym clothes." I'm startled and turn to see Mia smiling at me.

"Obviously not." 

"Um...where exactly are we going?"

She relaxes her shoulders grinning wildly. "Practicals, you're gonna love it!" She exclaims.

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I wiggle around uncomfortably as I pull my shirt down in the changing rooms. It's not exactly my size since it's borrowed.

I can't take Mia's eyes on me. She looks so cute in hers. Just a little more dangerous than I'm used to.

When I'm finally done I huff and tie my hair back just like Mia did.

"Ready?" She asks.

"Ready." I say.

We both walk out into a large room. I think it's called a training room, but that's an understatement.

It's literally a chasm.

This room is huge,dark held up by tall concrete pillars and full of angry teenagers fighting each other, ready to kill.

Mia jogs ahead of me excitedly, "This is what we call the chasm."

Okay, certainly looks like a place where people would get thrown into only to be eaten alive by scorpions and ants.

Just as I'm thinking of that, a huge red scorpion crawls below me. "Ah!" I exclaim and jump. Mia just laughs, bends down and picks it up.

She

Picked

It 

Up!

She lets it crawl up and down her forearm, then kisses it on it's back and places it back. It scurries away in another direction.

Like it's running away to its community of scorpions.

In its tiny mind it was probably saying, "Help!These people are crazy! She literally picked me up! I could've stung her but I was frozen with fear."

"It's harmless. Most of them are." She says noticing my worried look.

"I beg to differ."

She laughs softly at that and we continue to where the group is gathered.

"Hurry up everyone!" We spot a man that's shouting this instruction.

"We don't have everyday!"

We jog hurriedly to everybody else and I see a whole lot of mats and a whole lot of targets and a whole lot of knives on the floor.

"So!" She exclaims her powerful voice echoing throughout the large room.

"Before we start our practical, i expect that everybody's had their lap?"

Everybody groans and slowly people start to jog in one direction around the room.

I groan when I see Mia follow, hesitantly, I too start jogging.

"Faster people! Your gluts have become flat since the holidays!"

The jog becomes a sprint and I feel as my legs start to move faster.

I weave through some pillars and pick up the pace.

Adrenaline rushes throughout my entire body as I feel the refreshing air as people move past me.

For once, I'm moving past them.

I feel my whole body working, my pace becoming quicker. It's just a few of the students ahead of me.

My leg muscles becoming warm, my breath becoming shorter.

My bare feet barely touching the concrete at my blurred speed, my steps pounding like the beating of my heart.

Maybe before all this I'd think of running as a punishment. But now that I"m actually becoming faster than everybody, forgetting the miserable life I left behind...I relish the freedom I feel.

All of my muscles ache but I'm never going tpo stop. Just as my entire body starts to cry, I don't let that stop me.

It's just me and Ryan.

We catch glimpses of each other his long sandy locks whipping behind him as his pace increases and I become even more determined to beat him.

This is our second lap around the large fortress, everyone that was behind me has stopped, breathing heavily and can't carry on.

Our teacher is only paying attention to us now.

The nape of my neck becomes wet with sweat and I hear his breathlessness.

"Okay, you can stop now!" Our teacher yells at us. But we keep going.

Out paces match, the sounds of our heavy breathing filling the now silent chasm.

All eyes are on us now and I intend to be the victor.

His breathing becomes heavier than mine and soon his hair sticks to his forehead as it becomes ladden with sweat.

And that's when I know that he's tired.

Soon his pace becomes slower and slower until he's back at a jogging pace.

"You go girl!" I hear Mia exclaim, I too slow down my pace and stop at the stunned people ahead of us.

My legs are stinging, and I swear...I have never in my entire life felt as tired as I am right now.

My chest is really painful and my breaths come out as a heave.

"That's a new record." Our teacher says, her permanent scorn fading slowly.

I smile but I falter when I notice Ryan's disapproving stare. I earn glares from everyone. Except for Mia of course.

"Alright! Let's commence!"

Mia nearly tackles me as she slings and arm around my shoulders ignoring the deadly attention we're getting, "Well done hun! Nobody's ever beaten Ryan at anything."

"Really? Never?" I ask dumbfounded.

"Yep!" She says popping the P.

"We'll be practicing knife throwing everyone!"

Knife throwing?

We're learning how to throw knives.

In that case...I'll have to make sure that Mr Jealous over there doesn't try to kill me.

He walks over to me his smile reappearing. He needs to stop doing that.

"Babe. I knew we were soulmates."

He removes Mia's arm and places his hands on my waist and leans his head as if he were kissing my neck.

"Don't ever try to beat me at anything. It never ends well." He says threateningly and kisses the nape of my neck, squeezing my waist very tightly then letting go.

I wince at the mark left and nod, forcing a smile, "Okay." And kiss him on the cheek, just to make it seem real.

"Walker would you like to teach my class?" The instructor states with a 'dare me fool I dare you' look.

"No m'am." Ryan says grinning widely and turns to her.

"Alright! Everyone pick up your weapons."