midnight hour by K S (best books to read ever txt) 📖

the leopard printed shirt and light blue skinny jeans, I smiled and changed in the closet. Coming out of the closet I looked at Jasmine with a sad look. Then my eyes shifted to looking at my feet, all this sadness came from remembering I had to go home today. Soccer game, I thought to myself and perked up.

“Soccer, soccer, soccer,” I sung while walking out of her room. Skipping every other stair I made it down to the living room and saw my stuff.

“Charlotte,” Mrs. Smith called me from the kitchen, and I walked in and she continued “can you show Nathan around your school today?” I was confused, Nathan? Oh Nathan must be the alpha guy, I thought to myself then nodded at Mrs. Smith. Walking out of the kitchen Jasmine came down fully dressed in pink, how is she my best friend? Picking up my two bags I saw Jasmine do the same. I followed her out the door and to her car. Getting into the passengers side I stared at my bare feet.

“Can you drive me to my house I need to get my shoes,” I asked Jasmine and she started to drive towards my house. Arriving at my house I walked out of Jasmine’s car and ran into my house and up the stairs to my room. Quietly I opened my door and picked up my black vans. Running downstairs I saw my phone on the kitchen counter, and I walked over to it taking it and shoving it into my pocket. Rushing back to Jasmine’s car I smiled to be out of the house. Hopping into the passenger’s side I shut the door and started putting on my vans. After I was done I buckled myself in and Jasmine drove us to our horrible school. Pulling into the parking lot I saw a bunch of people rush over to Jasmine’s car.

“Take cover,” I whispered softly, but my sarcasm was loud and bright. She laughed and put her hand on the handle ready to make a run for it. I smiled and did the same.

“3…2…1…,” she counted down then we opened our doors and started to run at 1. Running into the front door of the school I smirked and then a second later Jasmine did the same.

“How are you faster than me, you’re a damn human,” she asked envy dripping in her words. I shrugged and pulled out my sunglasses slipping them on. I heard her laugh and we walked into the hallway. Through my tinted sunglasses I could see boys drooling and I shook my head disappointed.

“Jasmine’s not that hot,” I stated out loud and I heard Jasmine gasp. I laughed and she punched my arm. Looking at my vans I felt a powerful glare at me. I looked up and around me, I spotted Nathan. Arching an eyebrow at him he flashed me a smile and I went into a trance, quickly I recovered and walked into my homeroom . Jasmine and I sat in our regular seats in the back by the window. Taking off my sunglasses I dropped them into my backpack and took out my book. Leaning back in my seat I began reading ignoring my teacher calling my name.

“She’s here,” Jasmine stated, kind of annoyed. I smirked a little but it faded when I heard Mr. Still call Nathan’s name. Looking up from my book I saw Nathan in the front of the class. Slowly I went back to reading and felt a pair of eyes on me the whole time, well everyone stares at me, but somehow I actually feel them starring at me. Sighing I looked up from my book again and scanned the room to see Nathan starring at me. I tried to look away quickly but our eyes meet and I couldn’t look back. I felt someone poke me and I snapped out of it looking at Jasmine.

“What the hell was that,” she hissed in a low voice so no one could hear. I shrugged and tried to go back to reading but I kept sneaking glances at Nathan. By the time the bell rang I was already tried of school.

“Do you hate school? I hate school,” I spoke to Jasmine and she rolled her eyes at me and I held my hand to my heart acting offended. Getting up from my seat I walked out of the room to my locker. Playing with the lock I couldn’t get it to unlock. Damn you, I thought to the lock mentally. Kicking my locker pain shot through my foot and I bit my lip.

“Stupid locker,” I murmured out loud, and tried unlocking it again. Once again it decided not to work and to get on Charlotte’s nerves. Sighing I tried again and this time it opened.

“YES,” I screamed and slammed open my locker doing a victory- is-mine dance. Grabbing into my locker I pulled out my notebook and pen. Slowly I shut my locker and lock it. Turning around I came face-to-face with Nathan.

“Whoa there buddy,” I said stepping back into my locker. Nathan looked as if he was about to step closer when Chase came running towards me.

“Charlotte, they need you for soccer practice,” he said in a seductive voice I ignored and he eyes roamed me.

“Chase, go away,” I told him and he looked disappointed turning around and walking away.

“Bye Nathan,” I murmured to Nathan looking at me oddly. I started walking away but stopped when sparks erupted by my wrist. I looked over to my wrist confused and saw a strong hand there. My eyes followed the arm to whoever’s face it was, there my eyes found Nathan. chapter three.

Running onto the soccer field I didn’t see any of my team mates just stupid football players. I groaned as I realized Chase set me up. Turning around I started to head back to school, but once I took my first step they were in front of me. My eyes narrowed in determination and I kicked Jake, the one directly in front me, but instead of doubling over in pain he stayed right in place, I had only made him mad.

“God damn werewolves,” I exclaimed and remembered I was faster than Jasmine a werewolf. Running past them straight into the school I felt a hand try to grab me but only air hit me. Running farther into the school I started to feel stares from behind me and I stopped running and started to speed walk into the hall where teenagers of every age were. Thank heavens, I thought to myself and speed walk right into someone. Bouncing back from the hard hit I looked up to see Nathan.

“You know, I could’ve really used your help a few minutes ago,” I exclaimed and then frantically looked back behind me to see Jake still mad. My mouth turned into a ‘o’ shape and I twirl to hid behind Nathan. Peeking from behind Nathan I saw Jake was looking for me and then asked one of the random freshmen and he pointed to me behind Nathan. Groaning I started to speed walk again towards Jasmine who is usually with her pack. A hand grabbed my wrist and it exploded with tingles so I knew it was Nathan, turning around I looked at him.

“Do you want to tell me why you’re being chased,” Nathan asked with a melodic voice causing butterflies to flutter in my stomach. Thinking back to it I wondered why then a scene played in my head. In 8th grade I was the regular soccer player with black hair and hazel eyes, but of course Jake had to date me. I refused and Jasmine stood up for me each time. From then on when ever I was alone and Jasmine wasn't by my side he would try something.

“Uh, complicated, lets just say I don’t like him, he like me,” I explained and then used his holding of my wrist to an advantage and dragged him over to Jasmine.

“What’s wrong Char,” Jasmine questioned and I pointed to Jake, and she looked but everyone else had their eyes glued to my wrist. Jasmine shrugged and followed everyone else’s glare. Her eyebrow's raised in questioning.

“Nathan, um,” Jasper said pointing to my wrist that was still all tingly. Trying to yank my wrist away Nathan just held tighter and I bit my lip.

“She’s my mate,” he stated and everyone’s eyes widen including mine, but by far mine were the widest.

“That can’t be possible,” I exclaimed and finally pulled my wrist away and started walking towards the study hall classroom. I didn’t even get halfway way when I was being pulled backwards by the famous hands of Nathan.

 

Just as Nathan put his arms around me Jake came into view straight towards me. Oh please forgive me lord it’s not like I want to do this, I pray in my head as Jake stood in front of Nathan and me. When he was about to talk I turned around in Nathan’s arms and kissed him. Everything was tingly and enjoyable, on the outside but truthfully this was hell. I pulled back and Nathan’s arms fell from holding me. Spinning around I looked at Jake with a raised eyebrow as a challenge. He just whistled and pretended to not see that while walking away.“Thank god that was over,” I murmured then ran for it, but this time Nathan didn't catch me. Maybe he is in shock, I asked myself.

chapter four

The rest of the day went by, but I couldn’t get the weird feeling off my lips. Grrr stop mocking me, I demanded my lips. Rubbing them again I felt annoyed. The last bell rang setting me off towards the locker room. Soccer, soccer, soccer, I can’t wait for the soccer game. Swinging into the locker room I felt an overload of joy. Jasmine saw me as she enter the locker room, and without a word grabbed me and pulled me out of the locker room before I could even start to change. After we were away from the locker room