Diego
I had to go around and search for Bruce to do our assignment for hours now since the due date is tomorrow.
The assignment is not long or needs hours to finish up, and I can do it alone but we've been paired together, which means, I have to do it with him.
He was nowhere near us when we were having lunch and dinner while Lian was around.
Lucas came back and told us how impossible it is to be paired with Max Carver because all omegas give him attention by giving his slutty eyes and he's so energetic in an impossible way that Lucas couldn't control him.
So yes, they didn't finish their assignment, they're not even half finishing it Jules said Alexander is the opposite of Max and he wonders why they are best friends.
Alexander participated very well and looked more indulged in the assignment that they both did and finished.
I wish I was paired with Alexander and not the brute.
As I walk around the school, I hear some grasping of the shoes against the floor squeaking and making noise through the slightly opened door.
It's a basketball court and I push the heavy doors open and stroll inside, then immediately, the ball bump on its own after Bruce lose it to have his eyes on me.
Sh*t…..
I gulp, from watching his ripped, and sweaty body as his topless and left in his shorts with a diagonal vitiligo like a wide map crossing his stomach from the V-line on the right area to his left rib area.
This is art.
I've never seen anything like this before.
Bruce, he's a definition of art everywhere.
His hairstyle, his face so chiselled and very handsome with the most beautiful features on it then the strong neck with the thick Adam's apple that he likes to bob while staring at me, his chest, so broad – looking strong and hard. His shoulders, so broad and perfectly built, going to his arms….gosh… with 8 abs and well-sculpted torsos.
Then he's a tall brute with a mountain-like body.
He's the definition of an Alpha again.
I walk slowly toward him, with my legs feeling rigid and my heart beating so fast while my nostrils are flaring when his body sweat mixed with his masculine cologne and lingering in the air.
He croaks, "What are you doing here?" as soon I step near him.
My eyes blink twice. I mean, does he really hate me that much? But f*ck him, we have to do assignments and we are left with fewer hours to complete since it's night now. "We have to start with the assignment," I answer him sternly because f*ck him.
"I am done with it already and I can give you mine and copy," he nonchalantly spit sh*t while my eyes are on his chest trailing with the sweat rolling down to his abs and drawing them – not all of them.
He snaps his fingers to my face. My eyes quickly avert to his narrowed ones. "The assignment is dual, not individual. We have to do it together as a pair and you know that," I shout at him.
I don't know why I suddenly feel agitated. Maybe him being this topless makes me boil.
"Put on something and follow me to a library. I expect you in 10 minutes," I spit firmly then walk out.
As soon as I reached the corridor, I pushed my palm against the wall and took in as much air as I could because did I just summon the school president?
Huh?
I know he won't come but I have to go to the library which operates till midnight.
Walking to it in the quiet corridor, but there are security walking around so it's not scary and it is safe to walk around.
The library feels and seems empty when I push the see-through door open, and I walk to the L.O. books shelves and read the spine of the books as I touch them.
Bruce won't come…. My mind reminds me which is something I'm aware of.
His pride won't allow him to be summoned by an omega, especially the omega he hates for that matter.
If he really doesn't come, then I will report this matter to Ms. Ramos tomorrow. "Yes," I excitedly mutter when I found the book.
I slide it out, and the shelf it's very polished, there is no dust on it leaving the print of the book.
I stride with the book, and the writing book I had with me all the time with the assignment paper inside and the pen inside my jacket, and put all the books down on the table.
The book is simple as I open it to view it inside, I mean the contents are well displayed so I flip the pages straight to the topic and I immediately find all the answers I need.
Taking out my pen to start writing down everything.
The assignment is easy so it won't take much of my time. I need to sleep, I feel so exhausted after I took the special lesson of practicing how to use a bow and I think I'm mastering it.
I read, "The uterus is connected to the rectum."
"Just copy mine and go to sleep," the baritone voice startled me from my left side.
When did he arrive here?
Furrowing my brows first before glancing at him. "I'm perfectly fine. We had to work together not copying one another," I tell him but he seems like not caring at all.
I watch him as he turns the chair around, straddles it and rests his arms on the chair's backrest and he just looks super cool like that.
His head is wrapped with a black bandana, with no braids peeped out this time and smelling fresh like he just hit shower a minute ago.
Maybe that's why he took so long to come in here.
His eyes are moving around my top body. Nothing is interesting to see. I'm all covered with my coat.
I throw daggers with my eyes to stop scrutinizing my body and he doesn't notice that.
"Can we please start with the assignment as a pair?" I ask and he bore his eyes at me.
"Fine," he says, standing up and sitting like a normal person.
As time goes on while I'm busy talking, discussing and writing, I realized that I was the only one doing the talking while he was just agreeing and f*ck… his body swallowed mine.
I wasn't aware how close he was till he collapsed his head on my shoulder.
Is he really asleep or teasing me?
"Bruce?" shaking him. I'm not going to piggyback if he doesn't wake up. "Bruce..." shaking him on his head this time.
His breathing is not steady but also not rapid, they're just awkwardly cute.
He moans while rubbing his forehead on my shoulder.
Am I that boring that he fell asleep?
"Bruce?" one more time and this time my voice was so audible that he moaned and quickly inclined his face.
He looks around and asks, "Done?"
I sigh. "We are not done, but it's only one last question. I will cover it up," I answer him while putting away the books.
"Thanks.."
Did he just thank me?
I stand to my feet and drag out the chair then walk to where I got the book from and slip it back.
Bruce is still sitting and scanning what I was writing in my book.
His head nods as he scans.
After we are out of the library, the b*st*rd follows me while he has to take a turn to his dorm side.
"Why are you following me?" I turn and ask while looking exhausted.
"You can't be out here alone. It's night and not safe," he says and he knows how useless he sounds because securities are all over.
"You know Alphas are not allowed to our dorm side right?"
"I never said, I'm walking you to your dorm room, kitty."
"Why are you calling me kitty and princess?" I frown this time.
I don't think I look like any of them.
I'm muscular, the same as him. So why call me kitty and princess?
He crowds my space again. His mountain body is nearly touching mine, with hands against the wall behind me. I don't know how I got to be close to that wall, but here I am, just an inch away from it and an inch away from this f*ck*ng handsome Alpha in front of me and staring down at me with tired eyes.
They give lust, but I know he's not lusting over me.
Remembering Lucas's finger theory, my mind flashes about it and fighting to turn my head to check his middle finger and see if its thick or not.
"I see you as this cute fragile and delicate Omega," he says while flaring his nostrils. "But remove cute, because you're far from that."
And there he goes, leaving me behind all shredded from his last sentence.
Lethal.