Chapter Seven: 2/2

Noah:

I was a little drunk.

I knew that I had dozed off, I just really didn’t care.

It only took a second for me to realize that I wasn’t alone.

My eyes opened slowly as if trying to pretend I didn’t sense them around me. The first thing I saw was the darkening sky. Cloudy, maybe even rain soon.

I glanced to my right, and there was a boy no older than sixteen looking down at me.

“Rise and shine dickhead,” he said, “Now get the fuck out of here.”

I just sat up and looked around. The remainder of my alcohol was gone.

“Did you rob me?” I asked, too lazy to check my pockets.

“We only took your booze,” he stated, “You’re lucky that’s all we took, drunk asshole.”

I had a feeling this kid had a drunk relative that just so happened to be an asshole.

“Fair enough,” I said before getting to my feet.

The kid glared at me while I checked my pockets. I didn’t take little snot nose brats, that just so happen to steal from me, at their word.

Everything seemed to still be where it was supposed to be, minus my alcohol.

That was fine with me, I already drank and avoided my problems for the day.

“It’s getting late,” the kid said, “You should go somewhere, ya know, that isn’t here.”

I sighed before leaning back, then forward to stretch.

“Bro,” the kid said, “Are you for real?”

I glanced over at him, his light green eyes were glaring at me.

“I’m going,” I stated.

It surprised me when he looked relieved when I actually started to leave.

This little punk.

Oh well, based on the look of the sky, it was safe to go back to the facility. So, I could sleep in peace.

Words could not possibly express how amazing my bed felt after today.

I was going to sleep like a baby.

Shay:

I found myself staring at the ring on my right hand, middle finger. So far, it didn’t matter how long I had it on for, the metal still felt so foreign to me.

I twisted the ring on my finger.

For a split second, I wondered if Baird was going to call me.

Would I be matched? What would they even be like?

In a way, it actually felt kind of silly to hope for something like that.

My brain, however, drifted to the term he used more than I would have liked. Alpha Human.

A term I wish I heard for the first time, and I wondered what made those we were going to meet classification D?

Did it really even matter?

This felt like something I probably shouldn’t have done.

Yet once again, Jody dragged me into something.

Might as well try and make the best of it.

I sighed as I watched Jody take a shot.

She made a sour face before grinning at me.

I took the glass she handed to me, and I did the same.

The clear liquid burned going down, and I made a face.

I already wasn’t feeling too good. Shit.