My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"You just met me, why would you trust me with that information?”

“Because, you have been taking beatings for something you didn’t do and clearly no one knows, and those who suspect can't get the truth out of you. You have integrity and loyalty, though your lack of self interest concerns me a bit.” She giggles. “So tell me, why is someone using some of the worst forms of torture on you? You don't strike me as a boyfriend stealer, a cheater, or a liar. Which means you are a threat, and I think you don't even know it.”

“I'm not sure what I did to gain the constant negative attention, but the “who’ isn't important. It started when I stepped in to protect another, younger, student from some bullying and it has just escalated over time.” I shrug.

let you get away with too?” She raises an eyebrow, but she is still smiling

is just warming up and I am really going to have to choose my words carefully

of her full length mirror. “From what I have seen you are great and genuine and I am an excellent judge of character.” She huffs and throws the coat into a

not get close to people, with everything going on. I don't want anyone else as a target just because they decided to be friends with me. My brother will take the next beta title and I will take whatever rank my mate gives me. I'm nothing special and don't have anything to offer. You'll see, the only reason you lasted this long is because you are new and haven't figured out the teen hierarchy here. You are gorgeous and have already gotten the attention of my brother and his friends...” I let the “and you'll move on and forget me’ thought hang in the air. “You have not met any real friends then. This b*tch won't scare me away and the way I saw you fight