Julien eyed the text with an expression of mild frustration. Honestly, he'd planned on making a quick walk to the liquor store and picking up some whiskey, maybe some more smokes. But, alas, it seems he had different plans that morning.

School. He thought to himself, resisting the urge to groan.

While he would've loved to just ignore the text and not show up, he knew he couldn't. Even if he hadn't accept Queenie as his alpha, he knew that she would probably show up to his place and bitch at him. So, he was really doing himself a favor and saving his eardrums.

Didn't mean he had to like it.

Pulling up the text once more, he quickly typed out a reply before sending it off to the group chat.



Pleased with himself, he stuffed his phone into his pocket and was about to drag himself out the house when he felt arms wrap around his chest. He initially tensed up before he felt lips and teeth against his neck. And the feel of bare breasts against his back. There's that too.

Those feel familiar. He thought to himself with a small smirk before he turned around in their hold.

A very attractive and very naked blonde stared back at him, evidence of their night together imprinted all over her body. But, it only served to make Julien more annoyed at Queenie. He would love to have round... 5? 6? You get the idea.

"Going somewhere?" The blonde asked coyly, fingering the buttons of his shirt.

Julien laughed a little, grabbing her hands and reluctantly pulling them away from his person.

"Sorry, doll. Unfortunately, the call of education draws me back in."

She began pouting and Julien found himself cursing Kristen's name. Closing his eyes, he took a moment to breathe before looking at her once again.

"Don't worry, I'll probably ditch halfway through. Then?" He tugged her closer, arms going around her waist. "We can go for another round."

She stopped pouting and ended up giggling before leaning up to kiss him. He returned it before remembering that he had something to do. Moving away from her, he picked up his helmet and keys from the couch.

Giving a wink, he stepped out of the house and out into the sun. Wincing, he let out a quiet 'Jesus' before brandishing a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and slipping them on. Glancing around, he wandered over to the driveway towards his motorcycle.

Yay... school. Totally better than sex... totally.


Ruby narrowed her eyes at the text, bringing a cigarette up to her lips and letting it hang there. She glanced around the house, taking note of the silence. Relieved, she reached into the breast pocket of her overshirt and pulled out a golden lighter.

Bringing the flame up to the end of the cigarette, she stuffed her phone into the side of her backpack. Pulling the cigarette from her lips, she allowed the smoke to billow from her lips.

Standing from the kitchen table, she made sure to grab an apple on her way to the door. Humming a toneless sound under her breath, she went to pass by the fridge when something caught her eye.

Honey, your father and I were called out to an emergency case in D.C. We'll be home in about a week! Sorry for no preperation, it was a last minute thing. When we get back, we'll go out to eat or something, okay?

We love you!

Clenching her jaw, Ruby didn't hesitate to tear the note off the fridge. Crumbling it up, she tossed it over her shoulder uncaringly as she left the kitchen.

Her head throbbed with pain and she momentarily found herself regretting drinking the night before. But, she couldn't help it. Her banshee senses were going crazy and she needed the alcohol to help her sleep. BUT, the hangover part sucks the worst.

Slipping on a pair of shades from their place on the foyer table, she barely hesitated before stepping out of the large house.

Reminder to self: See if I can bum some pills off of someone. This headache is gonna drive me crazy.

Taking another drag from her cigarette, she took a moment to just close her eyes and breathe. There was almost this dark cloud over the town and it felt suffocating.

Ruby shook her head to clear those thoughts, regretting it almost instantaneously as the pain came back stronger than ever. Meandering over to her jeep, she took her time tossing in her bookbag before hopping in herself.

Wonder what the boss wants us for. She idly wondered as she started up the jeep with a loud growl. No bother. I think I have an idea. Her expression was a sombre for a moment before she internally shook off those thoughts, pulling out of the driveway.

"Fuckin' hell."

Julien found himself cursing under his breath as he drove to the school. 2 minutes into the ride, he started getting text messages from the needy blonde he left at his place. Some very... provocative pictures in some feat to try and get him to come back.

It was a very difficult drive to the high school.

BUT, he eventually arrived at the hell commonly known as school. And it was as he was parking that his eyes wandered over to the figures that seemed to be waiting for him. His lips pulled up into a smirk as he parked his motorcycle in an empty spot.

Let's see... we got Queenie and Lauren. Hmm... but no lil' red.

Taking off his helmet and taking out his keys, he ruffled his already messy hair before checking his phone. As he got off his bike with his helmet and keys, he didn't even look up from his phone as he walked over to a waiting Queenie and Lauren. Oh, right. Kristen and Louis... Eh... Queenie and Lauren's better.

Julien gave one last longing look at the pictures that were still arriving before he finally slipped his phone into his pocket. Stopping before the awaiting pair, he gave a grin to the pair as he adjusted his shades.

"Queenie. Lauren. What a beautiful day we're having, huh?" He drawled, hands going into his pockets as he rocked on his heels.



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