Cursed To The Alpha

Rose

As I adorn my ebony headband, perfectly accentuating my luscious long hair dyed in a deep violet hue, I nod with satisfaction. Quickly grabbing my bag, I sprint downstairs, eager to start my day. With a burst of energy, I dart into the kitchen, planting a quick peck on my mother's cheek before snatching the toast from my father's hand just as he's about to take a bite.

'Thanks, Dad,' I flash a mischievous grin and flutter my light blue eyes at him before dashing off towards the door, leaving him in disbelief.

'I swear she gets more daring every day,' my father mutters to my mother, shaking his head in defeat.

As I race out of the house, my mother's voice rings out, 'Have a fun day at the academy today!'

My heart skips a beat as I see Janie exiting her front door from across the road at the same time as me. I can't help but grin from ear to ear as her blonde locks cascade down her back in soft waves, bouncing as she runs towards me. Her fair complexion is flawlessly complemented by her mesmerising light green eyes, which seem to glow with excitement whenever she talks about something she's passionate about.

As we meet halfway across the road, I pull her into a warm embrace, the honking of impatient drivers jolting us back to reality.

'For the hundredth time, stop blocking the road each morning!' a woman shouts out her window, her frustration palpable.

'Yeah, yeah,' I mutter under my breath, grabbing Janie's hand and leading her onto the sidewalk.

'We should probably stop doing that, huh?' Janie suggests, a playful glint in her eye.

'Where's the fun in that?' I reply with a mischievous grin, causing Janie to shake her head and laugh.

'Let's get going before we're both late,' I say, my smile widening as we set off on our morning walk to our academy.

As we walk to our academy together, we take in the beauty of our lush neighbourhood. The houses, each with its own white picket fence, are immaculately kept with freshly mowed lawns and colourful flower gardens. Tall trees line the street, their branches forming a canopy overhead that filters the sunlight and casts dappled shadows on the pavement. Birds chirp and flit from tree to tree, adding a cheerful melody to the already idyllic scene. The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafts from the open windows of the houses, mingling with the sweet scent of blooming flowers. As we pass by, we can hear the soft hum of lawnmowers and the gentle trickle of fountains in some of the gardens.

As we make our way down the tree-lined street, I notice Janie's body language is tense, and her face looks conflicted, as if she is struggling with something. She is biting her lip and avoiding eye contact with me. Yesterday I told Janie she doesn't have to tell me each day who she thinks will ask me out that day. Now I can see she wants to tell me and is trying hard not to. She is so adorable like that.

'What's wrong, Janie?' I ask, smiling

Janie holds her hands over her mouth and shakes her head, but then her hands slip, and she blurts out, 'Brad is going to approach you at recess and ask you out.'

'Ha! I knew it!' I exclaim, laughing. 'You couldn't keep it to yourself, could you?'

Janie looks relieved I'm not upset with her, and a small smile creeps onto her face. 'I tried, but I just had to tell you,' Janie admits.

I laugh, placing my arm over her shoulders.

'Janie, I already knew you couldn't go a day without telling me. See, I have hindsight too,' I tell her and playfully stick my tongue out, 'Besides, it's not like I haven't noticed Brad's interest in me. I think the whole academy knows he's been trying to build up the nerve to ask me out,' I smirk.

Janie rolls her eyes, 'Yeah, well, you'd have to be practically blind not to notice it. He's been staring at you all week.'