Page 31 of Veiled

* * *

Ryder

Fuck,that girl was going to drive me crazy. These past couple of days have been impossible. I’ve been stroking myself in the shower like a teenage boy just knowing she was down the hall. Being around her, joking, laughing, playing around; it just felt natural. I feel this ridiculous pull towards her, like I have to be near her and touch her. Hell, we all did. This wasn’t just us liking her and wanting to be with her like before, when we were younger. No, this was stronger, a physical and emotional attraction so deep, our souls clashed, like it was inevitable.

I sighed as I finished getting ready and headed downstairs. This morning, we were just supposed to run, but I took one look at her face and had to kiss her. Except, it turned into more. I have never cum that hard before. Shit, just thinking about her tight pussy had my dick getting hard again. Fuck, my dick didn’t even get soft after. I got in the shower and stroked myself, her name on my lips.

I went into the garage and swung my leg over my bike, the guys and I usually rode together but it was nice out and the weather would change soon. I glanced at Hudson's pimped out truck. Seriously, that shit should have been on that show that used to be so popular; it had all the bells and whistles.

Her dad always seemed to be overcompensating, despite always pretending she didn't exist when they were in person. She has every right to be mad at him. We would see how her heart broke every time she was told she wasn't good enough, like Zane was. We would laugh it off, but she always grew more distant and angrier as the years went by. I sometimes truly think she thought we were laughing at her. The truth was, laughing with her dad would distract him and he would start talking about trivial things. We hated to see her face look so sad; even then, we wanted to protect her. I sighed as I rubbed my face and shot her and the guys a quick text, and I headed out.

The guys and I parked in the lot in front of the dining room, attracting the eyes of several students and female faculty, and I laughed. We noticed, we flirted, we even let ourselves indulge sometimes, but we knew Hudson was always it. It was almost magnetic, like we were meant for her, but whenever we discussed it, we can never truly put it into words other than the caveman version “mine”.

We stuck around for a bit talking to Logan and Blair, who were outside before we bothered to head inside. We heard the rumble of a bike behind us as Hudson pulled in next to us and we all just stared. “Oh, fuck,” whispered Grayson. Oh, fuck was right.

* * *

Hudson

I tossed on some gloss and took a look in the mirror. I looked edgy with my combat boots and black blazer and my ridiculously short red plaid skirt. I cut too much, not compensating for my butt. Sigh.

“Xena, how does it look? Bad ass?”

Look like I need to kill people for you. I like it.I laughed.

“I’m not sure if you’re always hungry or just murderous, but I like it. Also, your speech is getting better.” I smiled at her and she gave me a toothy grin, jumping off my bed.

I looked at the mirror one last time. Oh well, I would own it, but I did put on some booty shorts underneath before grabbing my backpack and my phone. I smiled when I saw the message from Ryder. I wanted a bike for so long, so knowing the boys got me one was amazing. I looked forward to riding it again. I skipped to the garage and I took in the beautiful glittery magical Ducati and realized my poor baby never got a name. I shall call herNimbus 2003. I turned her on, and she purred underneath me as I took the fifteen-minute drive to campus, after using the remote on my keys to lock the garage. Xena, refusing to stay back, ran alongside the bike on the empty road. I wondered if other students took their familiars or if they even had any. I was also curious if Remi would bring Cerberus.

I was thoroughly enjoying my bike and I pouted when I approached the parking lot. I parked the bike next to the boys and warded it to keep it from dirt and fuckers. I turned around and saw Ryder, Hunter, Zane, Gray, Blair, and Logan standing next to their bikes as well. I walked up to them, Xena by my side, before heading inside. “Yay, look at us. We’re a little academic Bike Gang. We should come up with a Quidditch-related gang name. Anyways, good morning, Professors, today is going to be fun. Chin up, I’ll make every single class I’m in very interesting and sometimes violent. Scouts honor!”

I waved and walked away looking down at my phone as a text came in from Remi to meet her in front of the dining room. Fuck yes, walking in alone sucks. You’ve seen those teenage angst movies; it is the same thing no matter what school you’re in. Especially when you're mandated to attend and if I were a betting woman, and I’m not because I would always win, there is probably a group of suck up bitches in here and some cocky boys thinking they are God’s gift to women. Joke would be on them; that award goes to my men.

Xena and I were drawing quite a bit of attention but a lion and a new girl kinda went without saying that it was inevitable.

I see Remi and give her a hug, nibbling her ear discreetly. She shuddered and I smiled. Yup, just Remi then. Being near her warmed me up like the fucking sun. We walked into the dining hall, and up to the huge buffet while looking around.

The room was huge with gray stone walls that looked carved. There were dark cherry wood tables with matching chairs, and when you looked up the room was lit with beautiful antique chandeliers. There was a black table near the front that looked like it would be the staff table. In short, it was gorgeous and well done.

I noticed Joshua and his friends at another table, I waved and smiled before diverting my attention back to the food. I grab a tray and fill it up with fruit, avocado, eggs, toast, and almond milk. As I’m ending the line, I spot a center table that people seemed to be staying away from. Interesting. Remi nudges me and I smiled at her, noting that she didn't have loafers or heels on either and laughed. “You weren’t going to do it either, huh?” I said as I pointed at her shoes.

“Fuck no, you can’t kick ass in stupid loafers.”

I laughed. “I said the same thing, ready to go play nice?” She groaned.

“You noticed the same table I did, didn't you? Should have known.” She shook her head. “Fuck, it might as well start the day with something exciting. We have Magical Theory and Practice with the seniors, that’s going to be fun.” She rolled her eyes.

We walked to the table and sat down. “It will be, Grayson is the teacher.” I smiled and winked. Xena settled in next to me, watching the room and licking her paw dramatically as people walked by, giving her a wide berth.

“Xena, you’re being silly,” I whispered.

No, people smell strange here, I must watch.I rolled my eyes and let her do her thing and turned back to Remi.

“What’s up with you five anyway?” Remi asked casually, no hint of jealousy. I think I was more relieved than I should have been.

“No idea honestly, I’m drawn to them in a way that I can't explain, like a cat in heat if I’m around them for too long. It’s intense. Sex is great too.” I shook my head and took a bite of my food and my hair moved in front of my face. Her eyes focused on my hair.

“When did you dye your hair?” she asked slowly, suddenly looking at me very strangely.

---