Kyle flops down next to me in the astronomy class. He brought me here and of course sat down next to me straight away. I sigh with relief when the teacher starts the lesson and there is no sign of Jace. At least there is one subject I can look forward to in the near future, but why can't I get this image of him and the girl out of my head? In desperation, I slam him onto the table.

"Everything OK," Kyle asks me, laughing. "Sure, I'm just testing whether the table is stable. Looks good." He looks at me, laughing, "you really are... the coolest girl I know." I grin and give him a thumbs up. His constant chatter distracts me from the lesson and I laugh more than I pay attention. "Mrs Morgan, Mr McLoid, do you have something to tell us?" Mr Collins doesn't look particularly enthusiastic and looks at us sternly.

Kyle and I try to suppress our laughter, but finally Kyle leans back casually in his chair and grins at him, "not that I know of, but you sure do. Go ahead." To emphasize his last words, he forms his hands into a fist to cheer on Mr. Collins. He looks anything but amused, while the whole class starts to laugh.

From here, Mr. Collins looks even smaller than he already is; his few hairs are slicked back in a greasy manner and his small eyes look venomously out of his small, round glasses. Not only does his name remind me of the stuffy Mr. Collins from Jane Austen's famous novel, but also his whole personality and appearance. Elizabeth was absolutely right to resist the idea of ​​having to marry this guy, even if he didn't understand it at first.

As I think about my favorite novel, Mr. Collins' words don't quite register with me until he looks at me sternly and says my name. "Excuse me," I quickly say.

"I said you will help Mr McLoid clean up the school grounds after school." He looks at me triumphantly, "I see you can finally shut up and I can continue with my lesson."

Great, the first day of school and already detention. Kyle is still smiling, I look at him indignantly, "great job, thanks." He taps his pen rhythmically against his pad, "retract your claws, sweetie. This isn't the first time I've done this, it's not that bad, relax." He grins at me suggestively, "besides, you can think of it as a date."

"You must be dreaming of that," I giggle and take notes on the lesson. "Maybe," he answers calmly and looks ahead before looking at me again. No one should look so good with a smile, that should be forbidden. For the rest of the lesson I try to ignore his jokes and concentrate on the lesson. Kyle turns out to be amazingly helpful in explaining things to me or showing me the material they have already covered.

We also have our next class together, PE. I finally see Megan and the other two again. If I hang around alone with Kyle for much longer, it could get uncomfortable. Because I can already feel him creeping into my heart, even if I don't know what feeling I will associate with this fact. A few boys are waiting outside the gym and Kyle separates from me, not without giving me a little kiss on the cheek and disappearing before I can slap him. At that very moment, I see Megan and Kate coming across the lawn.

"I told Kate everything, you can't deny it," Megan says before she's even near me. "Deny what?" Why do I always get so nervous when someone alludes to a secret or something? How would they know? "That you and Kyle are the new dream couple."

They both grin at me as if they already know more than I do, "what are you talking about? I haven't even known him for a day." Again they look at me with a strange look, as if I were telling them that I actually have black hair and they both know that I'm lying. Kate wiggles her eyebrows, "you have a date with him."

My jaw drops, how the hell do they know that? This school is pure horror. "Holy Mary Mother of God, how quickly does a rumor spread in this school? We both have to stay after school, that's all." The two of them look at each other disappointed, but then they grin, link arms with me and pull me with them to the gym, "you can't keep anything secret at this school, sweetheart." Kate says it like it's something I should have known by now and Megan agrees with a simple "yep."

Fifteen minutes later we're changed and ready for PE. All the girls are wearing shorts, but I'm wearing my black Adidas leggings with pink stripes and a black top. When I found out that we were doing PE with the boys, I didn't want to show everyone my legs while running or doing stretching exercises. Megan excitedly grabs my arm, "this is the best thing about Mondays and Wednesdays, without the boys it would only be half as much fun."

While I'm redoing my braid and we're walking to the hall, I look at her with a raised eyebrow, "you just want to stare at my brother." As if on cue, she immediately blushes, "he's really cute." Yes, yes he is. Hopefully he's about as nice to other girls as he is to me, I'd love to set them up with him. Noah is often a bit unhappy, because most of his relationships end after a short time. How are you going to explain to your girlfriend that you're not there for the weekend because you have to run through the mountains as a werewolf? At some point it just doesn't work anymore, because a relationship without honesty can't last long.

"Yes, he is," I simply answer her and enter the hall behind her, where we can already hear the squeaking of sneakers. At the end of the hall I recognize Kyle in basketball shorts and a white tank top, he is standing next to his brother and laughing with him about some joke. It is the first time I have seen Jace laugh today and it almost knocks me off my feet. It makes him seem younger and more relaxed. A tingling sensation shoots through my body and I notice that I am starting to smile myself. When he runs his hand through his hair and ruffles it even more, laughing, it is over and a small sigh escapes my lips.

Megan snaps me out of my stupor by snapping her fingers in front of my eyes, "Hello, Earth to Liv. You're about to have a rocking orgasm in front of everyone." My eyes immediately shoot to her and I start giggling, "A what?"

"A staring orgasm, well, when you stare at someone until you have an orgasm. Like you just did when you were staring at that pretty boy over there." She points her eyes in Jace's direction and my gaze falls on him again, but now he's looking at me too, just like Kyle.

"Hey, beautiful woman, I've missed you. It was weird not having anyone around to show something to." Grinning, he strolls through the hall, followed by two boys who look at me skeptically. To make matters worse, Jace also moves in our direction and gets closer and closer. "Yes, thank you again. Before I forget, thank you for letting me stay in detention today because of you."

"Oh Kyle, there's no way someone can resist your charm," a blond, broad-shouldered guy pats him on the shoulder, laughing. Megan can't close her mouth at all and I help her by putting my hand under her chin and pushing it upwards so that her mouth closes. The blond boy is not much less attractive than Kyle and just as much of a werewolf. He holds out his hand to me, laughing, "I'm Ethan and this is Nate." He points to the brown-haired boy next to him, who waves with a smile.

I smile back and take Ethan's hand, "Olivia." Jace stays in the background and doesn't seem to introduce himself. His laughter earlier gave a little insight into the real Jace and I think there is more behind the hard facade he shows to the others. His ice blue eyes hold me captivated and I'm starting to wonder why he's always staring at me like that, he doesn't even talk to me.

Kyle puts an arm around Jace's shoulder and pulls him next to him, who doesn't seem too happy about it, "and this is my rude big brother Jace." He keeps looking at me without saying anything, but when he finally opens his mouth, I wish he hadn't. "I just don't feel like meeting your new toy and his girlfriend," his voice is dark and velvety at the same time. His words are like shards of ice flying through my heart and stomach, that's why he keeps looking at me, he thinks I'm a threat to their secret. What an idiot.

With these words he wriggles out of Kyle's arms and walks towards the other boys who are playing football. I would love to transform, run after him and tear his beautiful head off. His black football pants make his legs look even more muscular and the black t-shirt clings to his muscles. I'm staring at him again. "I'm sorry," Kyle says again, "my brother takes some getting used to."

Even though he was such an asshole and basically made me out to be a slut, wrapped up in the word toy, I still feel a tingle when I look at him. He devotes the entire hour to football and is really good, which just makes him even hotter. I should ignore this feeling and him, keeping my secret is hard enough, I don't need another hot werewolf who is also a complete idiot.