Chapter Two: Marisa

I sat at my desk, sighing into the Milkyway bar I was currently shoving into my mouth.

So far, the first four periods of my job were okay. It was certainly crazy.

I was the new teacher. I had just graduated from college with a teaching degree in geometry and algebra two.

Today, of course, was my first day teaching. Ever. I worked as a geometry and algebra two teacher at Black Pines High School. It was a nice school.

I had scented immediately that a little over half of the students were werewolves. Over the summer, I had learned that most of the staff were wolves as well.

I quickly finished my lunch at my desk and turned around to face my laptop. I didn't really have anything I needed to do, I just needed to make sure I had all my papers together and was prepared to talk to another class.

After what seemed like a few moments, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. I mentally ran through all I would be talking about today, and sat waiting for students to enter the room.

I've heard that students are usually less attentive after lunch, so I braced myself for that. I took a deep breath and smiled at the students as they entered the room.

I quickly finger-combed my shoulder length, straight blonde hair as my green eyes scanned the students sitting at their desks. I had left the seating chart up on the Smart Board so that they could seat themselves, and finally the bell rang again, signaling the start of fifth period.

I smiled, standing up and walking to the front of the room. I suddenly noticed three empty seats at the back of the room.

"Who's missing?" I asked. The students exchanged looks.

One girl finally spoke up. "They're here, just late."

"Can you tell me who?"

Suddenly, the door opened, and I was hit with an absolutely amazing smell. It was like cinnamon and pine, a perfect musk.

I looked at the three male werewolves that walked into the room.

One was blonde and had green eyes, another had dark brown hair and hazel eyes, and the last one...he was definitely the most good-looking high schooler I'd ever seen. He had long brown hair styled up into a Mohawk, and he had amazing golden brown eyes.

Did I mention they were all really tall?

The cute boy smirked, and said, "Sorry we're late."

His voice was angelic as well as his looks. I waited for my wolf to apprehend my insane thought process. This boy was a student after all. And, I had a committed boyfriend!

I set my expression into a frown and waved toward their seats.

"This is not a great way to start off in this class. Don't let this happen again." I said sternly.

The cute boy's expression changed to something like confusion, and I realized he was scenting the air. Apparently he wasn't the only one who noticed the fantastic smell in the room.

I looked up at my seating chart and tried to match names and faces. Finally, I came across the three in the back.

The blonde boy's name was Nathan Long, the short-haired brunette boy's name was Tyler Everman (the art teacher's son, perhaps?), and the cute boy's name was Blaize Quinn.

Blaize.

The name sent shivers through me. I mentally scolded myself. Why was I reacting so weirdly? It was like a high school crush all over again.

Finally, I was able to start the class. I talked about my expectations and what they would need for the class.

"Alright, now a little about myself," I said. "I am Marisa Chase; I am twenty-two years old. I was born in Flint Lake, which is south of here, in a...uh...community called White Fang."

I glanced toward the back of the room. Blaize wasn't paying attention. He was smirking at his friends and sending flirtatious winks to another werewolf girl, whom I remembered as Heather Guild.

I knew they'd been doing this all class. I was a little more than pissed off.

"You four in the back, knock it off. Have you listened to anything I said?" I asked impatiently. To my utter surprise, they completely ignored me and continued their little game.

I growled lowly. Suddenly, Tyler chucked a tissue box at Nathan. Nathan growled, and Tyler laughed hysterically. The rest of the class joined in with him.

I narrowed my eyes and took a deep breath, attempting to calm myself. I tried to reach my wolf to make sure she was calm about this, but she wasn't there.

I sighed in frustration. Might as well take care of the issue before she returns and wants to bite all their heads off.

I calmly walked over to their area in the back of the room and stood in front of their desks, glaring impatiently at them.

"Mr. Everman, explain yourself this instant," I demanded. He cast an incredulous look at Blaize. They both stifled laughter.

"Um, yes sir, I mean, ma'am." He said, earning a few chuckles from his friends. I tried to ignore the fact that the amazing scent had grown stronger since I had walked over here.

I narrowed my gaze. "Well? What were you doing?"

"I believe," Tyler said, "I was joking around with my friends when you came up and so rudely interrupted."

I growled. "I will not tolerate this behaviour. Apologize to him and go to the office."

Tyler's smirk got wider. He whispered, "The principal's in cahoots."

I was becoming very frustrated.

"Tyler Everman, you will stop this right now."

"Chillax, lady," Nathan said. "It was just a paper box."

"Nathan, do not drag yourself into this." I grumbled.

Then, the angelic voice spoke. "Listen, Miss Chase, we were just trying to have some fun. But Tyler's right. Principal's in cahoots."

The class all chuckled at that. This was getting nowhere.

"All three of you. Office. Now." I said. As I turned to walk away, I stumbled over someone's foot, nearly falling. I whipped back around and saw the foot was attached to none other than Blaize Quinn himself.

That was it.

I marched up to him, standing right in his way.

"This is an automatic detention," I snarled. His eyes swam with emotions. He was slightly pissed, yet ecstatic that he was able to get me so angry. He was also worried if I was serious about the detention, but there was something else. It looked like...desire?

I blinked. Suddenly, my wolf became awake inside me.

She was extremely hyper for some reason. Then I was hit with a wave of lust and longing.

Then, it came together. She howled, loudly, inside my mind:

"MATE!"

A/N: Ooooh, drama bomb!! I've decided that every chapter I will switch POV, between Blaize and Marisa. Makes it more interesting ;)

Picture on the side is Marisa!

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~Niclla