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y marked the beginning of a new chapter as I prepared for my first day at school in this unfamiliar place. The air

athroom. Refreshed from my bath, I eagerly turned my attention to my closet, pondering the myriad possibilities for my outfi

nk blush to my cheeks, and a red-pink lip tint to my lips. "Hey, Alice, why didn't you wake me?" Nicole's inquiry sliced th

e bathroom, the urgency in her movements echoing the hustle and bustle of a morning catch

ment, their expressions seemingly stunned by my appearance, while others cast peculiar, almost ashamed looks my way.

us gazes. "Just focus on walking," she continued, leading the way to the food counte

hared meal, a moment of unfamiliarity amid new faces and curious glances in the bustling canteen. Nicole's reassuring wor

or my action

providing comfort as we continued to eat, the shared meal becom

ion lingered. Sensing my discomfort, Nicole gently pulled me to a seat beside the wi

ming ownership of the space. "Hey, how dare you sit in my place?" she brattily declared, her left eyebrow

t of embarrassment coloring my response. Slowly standing up, I sought to

ther chair, okay?" Nicole asserted, a hint of defiance in her gaze. "How dare you talk to me like that!" the wavy-haired girl retorted angrily,

I felt heat radiating through my entire body, as if I were on the verge of a transformation. "Stop,

ternly instructing, "Miss Zach, stop!" The firmness in his tone quelled the tension. Fortunately, with Mr. Rollen

ipal's office now!" The weight of his authority compelled us to follow his directive, the consequ

ried a tone of anger as he addressed us standing before him. "

s my seat!" she insisted, attempting to hit Nicole again. Fortunately, Mr. Rollen intervened, holding her arms. "Enough, Miss Z

s and glaring at me with a frown. The principal's attempt to instill understanding seemed to fall on deaf ears, intensifying the lingering animosity in the roo

w they caused trouble because of me," I confessed. The room fell into stunned silence as my unexpected act shifted

ith a serious tone, ordered. The resolution was met with a mixture of relief and tension, signaling the end of the confrontation for the tim

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unexpected summons added a layer of anticipation, leaving me curious about the reason behind our visit to the Alpha's residenc

desk, her expression a mix of concern and support. "Are you re

d determination. The prospect of meeting the Alpha stirred a whirlwind of emotions within me,

him. He's quite a strict Alpha," she cautioned, her tone laced with sincerity. Her words carri

r my shoulder. With a brief but reassuring smile, Nicole offered her parting goodbye

y, the murmur of passing students fading into the background as my thoughts centered on the impending meeting with the

y my nerves. With a final steeling of my resolve, I pushed open the door and s