didn’t need her postponing it even further.
Once class got started, Allie consumed my thoughts. Oblivious to my somewhat creepy, stalker stare at the back of her head, she continued class normally, raising her hand and taking notes. When the bell rang through the air, Allie quickly gathered her stuff and left, putting as many people as she could between us. Well, so much for walking her to math. Instead, I walked out of the classroom and turned toward the locker room, but instead ran right into Sierra. She didn’t say anything, just stood there with steam coming out of her nostrils. I tried to step to the side and around her, but she just followed my step and blocked me. I knew she wanted me to say something, but what was there to say? Sorry, I’m paired with Allie, get over it? Yeah that wasn't going to slide with her.
“What do you want Sierra? I don’t have time for your games today,” I told her, crossing my arms over my chest.
She pouted, “It seems like you never have time for me anymore.”
“Yeah, I don’t, but I bet Brody, your pair, does.”
“Don’t talk about the abomination or his sister to me. They shouldn’t even be in the pack, and certainly shouldn’t have rank. I mean a beta and alpha, they will single handedly ruin the pack.”
My temper grew, no one had a right to talk about Allie or my beta like that. “Know your place Sierra, or I won’t hesitate to put you pack in it. My dad ruined this pack and having Allie, a rightful Underwood, as alpha will do us good.” It’s not like she could make a good alpha, although that’s exactly what she and her mom wanted. Since Alison’s dad left, the pack ranks have been screwed with, making Sierra beta, which wasn’t enough for her mom, nothing was.
Sierra could tell the shift in my attitude as my words became harsher. Luckily she knew when to back down and stomped off. Watch out three little piggies, the Big Bad Wolf is on the loose.
In the locker room, I worked double time to get ready. My conversation with Sierra was making me late, and the scramblers were already walking out the door to the field. After I was loaded up with my pads, which I technically didn’t need, I went to the field where coach was giving his prep-talk. With the big game on Friday, I was working my team to the max. Coach handed the practice over to me and Matt, the other captain was already out passing the ball with one of the other players. I approached him and told him to round everyone up to work on plays. Instead of doing that, he stood and glared with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Do it yourself,” he barked. Looks like Lover Boy saw the charade in the hallway with Allie and me.
He knew he wasn’t stronger than me, but he still was going to try. He shoved me pretty hard for a human; I even stumbled a little. Next he threw a punch at my face. That was cold; we didn’t have helmets on yet, and he knocked me right in the temple. We might heal faster, but we still feel pain. I knew if I threw a punch back I could really hurt him so instead I just tried to get him restrained. I tried reaching for his hands, but he used it against me and laid me flat on my back. It sucked fighting with humans; you could kick their asses, but you knew it was wrong so instead you just took a beating and looked weak. He had got two good punches on my jaw before he stopped.
“Stay away from Allie, she doesn’t need someone like you screwing with her life, she’s been through enough.” He got up and stomped off to where the rest of the team, including Coach Watkins, was watching with their jaws open.
During the rest of practice, we prepared for our game, but there was a growing tension between Matt and I. When practice ended, coach stayed true to his word and made me run four laps, two for the show in first period and two for picking a fight. Technically I didn’t pick it, I’m only the victim, but everyone else thought otherwise. Allie was going to kill me.
Chapter Eleven
Just Friends
Allie
Math was uneventful as always. I sat, took notes, and finished homework. When the bell rang, signaling the