Strangers Meet Fate

Chapter : 3

I'm a very agreeable person, but don't abuse my kindness.

3 | The New Student From India |

                Damien sat on the floor dazedly holding his cheek. The amount of force which was used to hit him was not small. But what astonished him the most was that a human was so agile. Still, agile or not, he was hit.

He, Damien MoonCross, the future alpha of MoonCross pack was hit.

And by whom?

A puny weak human, a girl at that.

So, his mate was a new student from — wait, where did she come from?

He forgot to ask her name. Whatever, after asking around her History-Geography-Biology — everything will be out.

He was so anxious to find out his mate, yet, never in his dreams did he suspect that she will be a human. He didn't have much requirements from his mate, whoever was assigned for him by the Moon Goddess, he would have accepted them without any qualms. But, letting a human in their territory was impossible. Moreover, humans were way more fragile than werewolves. Being a Luna was tough and it involved a lot of responsibilities.

Alas, now he needed to enter a political relationship and fast. The sooner he resolves the problem, the better.

" Hiss — ", he whistled out air in pain.

Whatever, werewolves healed fast, the wound had already lightened it's colour.

               The incident at the locker delayed Misha. She reached the classroom just after the bell had rung. The first period was Math. She rechecked the schedule to confirm the teacher's name again, Mr. Patrick. What a great class to start the day with. Way to go Mimi, she cheered herself on inside.

She pushed open the door a bit and peeped in, " May I come in teacher? "

A lanky man with greying thin hair and thick glasses looked at her standing by the door.

" Ah, you must be the new student. Come on in. And this is the only time I'm letting you off for being late. Remember that. "

" Yes teacher. I apologize for the delay. "

Misha went in and was ushered to stand by the teacher to give a brief introduction.

She hated to admit it, but she was more annoyed and disheartened by the event earlier at the locker than she thought. Cherry on the top of the fact was that she didn't understand why was she so upset and she was saddened even more by the absence of her old friends. She let her gloomy mood completely shadow over her original bubbly personality and stood upon the teacher's dias with a light frown and pursed lips.

She offhandedly gave an once over to the cluster of boys and girls curiously staring at her. She wanted to steady her voice, but her frown let her appear stern,

" Hello everyone, I'm Misha Sehgal. I moved in Ely last week from Goa, India. I hope we can get along. I'm a very agreeable person, but I'd appreciate if you don't abuse my kindness. Thank you. "

             When she had appeared at the door, all of the students were curious to find out who the newcomer was. They saw a relatively shorter girl of a height around 5'4" - 5'5" standing there. She had an athletic figure, light wheatish skin and a head full of black wavy hair.

When she stepped in, they noticed her white quarter sleeved colourfully embroidered top, jean shorts and black high ankle laced boots. She stood beside Mr. Patrick, who was a head taller than her. The sun rays pouring through the windows lit her big cat like cognac eyes, drawing their attention to her sculpt oval face. Her glossy prominently shaped lips moved to let out her introduction, and they finally noticed the pair of extra teeth on the second set of her upper incisors. The words she let out were strictly formal. Although she claimed to to be an agreeable person, not even an inch on her face appeared stranger friendly. Her clothes were colourful with a cheery air, but her aura screamed STAY AWAY! to others.

On the other hand, the wolves in the class took notice of the scent of sea and sweet smelling flower on her. They realized that this girl was the source of the mysterious smell that buzzed the talks of the werewolves in the school for the last seven days. 

However, they unanimously agreed on the fact that this new student from India was indeed pretty.

               Mr. Patrick clapped his hands together, " Alright, Ms. Sehgal, let me arrange you a seat for now. How about you sit over there beside Ms. Rogers? "

" Alright. Thank you Teacher. "

Misha went over to the seat beside a sturdy looking girl. She had dark caramel skin with a lovely face and unruly afro curls. Misha put her bag on the desk and the two of them exchanged smiles.

The girl appeared nice. She waved her hand in a small movement and whispered, " Hi! I'm Samantha Rogers. You can call me Sammy. "

" Hello ", Misha waved back at her, " I'd prefer to call you Samantha. I already have a dear friend named Sammy back in India. Sorry. "

" No no, it's fine. Later, let's compare our schedules to see how many blocks we have been assigned together. "

" Okay. " Misha replied while twisting up her hair in a bun and securing it with a butterfly clip, letting out a pair of thin dazzling earrings.

  The next class did not have Samantha and she chose to sit on a desk by the window at the end of the row. Luckily it was not a pre-occupied seat and throughout the whole time, her desk mate, a blonde girl kept staring weirdly at her, as if she was an exotic animal. She kept her unease to herself in order to observe the decorum, but at the end of the class she couldn't help herself from asking,

" Is there something on my face? "

The blonde pursed her lips, staring at her eyes, as if she was trying to look into the back of her head through her eyes.

" Your eye colour, contact lenses? "

" No. "

                   Misha had confirmed with Samantha that they had Math, Language, lunch and gym together. When she arrived at the cafeteria, she looked around, trying to spot the familiar bush of afro curls and she spotted them soon occupying a table a bit far from the door. Samantha too spotted her, she waved her hands excitedly and patted an empty chair beside her.

Misha sat down and looked up to meet the other five unknown faces along with Samantha. She lazily tapped the table and observed them. A thin boy with nerdy appearance, pushed up his glass and spoke out in a somewhat spoiled tone, " Now our harmonious balance of sexes will be broken. "

Everyone gave him a ' dude, are you serious? ' look and went quiet again.

Misha decided to break the stalemate and spoke up, " I heard that you all have the lunchtime in common. Me too. I'm Misha Sehgal, we will seeing each other daily during lunch from now on. "

" I have bio with you ", a boy with shaggy brown hair and dark eyes spoke up, " Hi. I'm Dylan Jackson. "

He shook hands with Misha.

There was another guy who had a darker shade of brown hair and pretty, sky blue eyes. He too forwarded his hand for a shake, " Finn Reeves. Nice to meet you. "

The nerdy looking guy with a mop of black hair and skinny body was Mateo Luxe.

The two other girls were Ashley Bern and Lisa Humber. Ashley was tall, with very similar features to Samantha, but her hair was pin straight bob with blonde highlights whereas as Lisa was short, shorter than Misha, with head full of light blonde hair and light gray eyes. From Misha's perspective, every one of them were nice looking, and Lisa was a little barbie doll from her head to toe.

         They already had collected their lunch. Misha too took out her lunchbox. It had boiled rice with kidney beans curry. She took a spoonful in her mouth and started eating.

Noticing the others' gaze on her meal box, she explained,

" It's mummy. She had to pack my tiffin since I started primary school and now she refuses to let me not carry my lunch from home ", she stuffed her mouth with morsels, " We used to share our lunches back in my old school, but this — I think you won't be able to handle the spiciness. Even my friends had it hard. But I think mummy did pack some extra sweetmeats to share with the new friends I would make as she had imagined. "

As she opened the untouched extra container, there were about ten pieces of sweets in there. Misha handed out one for each of them, Ashley and Mateo even asked for another extra.

She dropped the last piece in her mouth and took a sip from her bottle.

Others were still eating.

Misha absent mindedly scratched the body of the bottle.

Finn took notice of her expression and asked, " What is it? "

" I — I want to ask you about someone. "

" Who is it? ", Samantha was the walking store of gossips, she knew about every student in Ely Lycan High. She was very friendly and liked to poke out everyone's secret which made many students dissatisfied with her nosy behaviour.

However, if someone wanted to know about something or someone, as long as it was related to Ely Lycan High School, Samantha would be the most credible source.

  " I can kind of describe his appearance. He is tall, as in around 6'3". Has almost black hair and blue eyes. Perhaps a lighter shade than Finn. And he seemed — um ill-mannered? So, do you know someone who matches the description? ", Misha went on, " Oh wait, I remember. His name was perhaps Damien. Damien — MoonCross, perhaps? "

As she finished, she noticed the unnatural expression on everyone's face. It seemed as if they were both terrified and pitying someone who was about to die an unjust death soon.

" Demon MoonCross ", all six of them shakily let out the name along with their breaths.

" Eh? "

" Damien MoonCross,you got it correct. He's in the senior year. He has a large group of students following him ", Samantha began.

" His dad is the owner of the MoonCross Corp. They have their shares in every business that operates in here. Nicholas MoonCross, Damien's dad, is revered almost as the king of Ely, or you can refer to the whole Minnesota. That already makes him the Prince of Ely ", Dylan chewed out.

" You must have seen how gorgeous he looks. Well, he is the crush of over half of the female population of the school ", Ashley dropped in.

" He was once my crush when we were at the seventh grade. But, you know these type of feelings, they are pretty volatile. If left unattended, you'll lose them in no time ", Lisa muttered.

Finn disapprovingly waved, " I really don't understand what you girls see in him. "

" Don't appear so confident Finn, if he knows what you said, the gates of the school will forever be closed for you ", Mateo rushed to stop Finn's mouth from running loose.

" Oh? ", Misha chuckled, " I see it now. No wonder everyone has something to say about him. No wonder, he appears so — egotistic. He is the bhai of this school. "

She scratched the body of the bottle again, " Again, bhai or not, I pity him. Poor chap got such good looks but his personality — so rotten that I nearly puked my breakfast out on him. "

Mateo mumbled, " What is bhai? "

The rest of them revealed a terrible expression, like four cats about to get dropped in a fryer. Only Finn raised a brow in interest. They whisper-cried out in a choked voice, " Don't say such words if you still want to study in here! "

However, Finn smilingly said, " That's an interesting evaluation. Where did you meet him? "

Misha answered Mateo's question first, " Bhai literally means brother or bro for your convenience. But, his status is like the boss of a gang. Be it a gang from a school, a team of local children, youths or worse a criminal gang. Back in our school, there used to be a bhai in every class, and there was a senior who was the bhai of the whole school. This Damien guy seems of the later mentioned status. "

Mateo nodded in understanding.

" As for your question Finn ", Misha turned to face him, " I met him at the locker before the classes had started. "

Finn furrowed his brows. It was evident that he wanted to know more.

Misha bit the inside of her lower lip and said, " He came up to me on his own and said some, not-so-well-sounding words. So, I kicked him at his face. At his left cheek to be precise. "