She's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His LunaShe's Mine To Claim: Tasting And Claiming His Luna - Chapter 160: Chapter 160

Amelia's pov
Today started off as a shitty day. Not only did I get soaked to the bone because of the rain but the fans in the bathroom were not bloody working.
It was freezing, I was freezing, I was literally shivering and there was no heat in this school. I groan, kicking the edge of the stall. The weather had looked pretty clear before leaving the house yet when dad dropped me off, suddenly the heavens poured on me.
"Hey," some girl in the stall I had just kicked shout. "You're disturbing my shit."
I scrunched up my nose and decided I needed someone to help me. But I didn't really know anyone here yet and I wasn't sure Foster or Pickett was here. I got out of the bathroom and looked around.
I was super early and the hallways were not crowded as yet. I sighed in relief when I spotted the short familiar girl with curly hair standing before a locker I presume is hers. I rush over to her, hoping Pickett would help me.
She's startled a little at my appearance. " Please tell me you can help me?" I begged, shivering. One glance at me and she winces. " Jesus, you're soaked to the bone." I want to be sarcastic but I refrain.
" I have some P.E clothes I can get you. I'm a little smaller than you though," She close her locker door and turn me after swinging her book bag over her shoulder. " But it should fit. Come," I followed after her and ten minutes later I am tugging the P.E shorts down to hide my butt.
She was right about being smaller than me, the shorts barely cover my ass and my breasts are suffocating. I make a mental note to always hold a pair of extra clothes for times like this from now on.
I catch a few guys staring, I mean leering at my bottom and it urges me to tug the shorts a little more. " Do you have like a huge hoodie?" I asked Pickett who's walking behind me, so close as if she's trying to block the view of my butt.
I appreciate it, but she can't follow me around all day. " Sorry I don't. Let's wait for Foster to get here, maybe he does."
I sure hope he does. He's lanky and tall so hopefully his hoodie is big enough to swallow me whole and block the view of my bottom. If he has a hoodie that is.
Pickett and I are walking down the hall when we saw the familiar mop of dark brown hair. Foster. We waved at him and he grinned, jogging over to us. When he's close he sends me a confused look. " Why are you dressed in the P.E uniform?"
" Kind of got soaked and Pickett saved my ass. All I need is a hoodie. Please tell me you have a hoodie." I practically begged. Foster winced, looking at me in dissapointment. " I'm afraid I don't."
Groaning I nodded. They walked me to my first class and I wave them goodbye. As I opened the door, I am very surprised to see a huge figure slouched in one of the back seats. His familiar hair made me know exactly who was here. He's the only one here actually.
I move my eyes off him and started for one of the front seats, wanting to make sure I am not close to this huge bully. However, he must have sensed my presence because his eyes lift and his green eyes connect to mine sharply.
I froze, the air whooshing from my lungs as I am pinned in a stare down with Raiden. He straightened, lounging back in his chair and I can't understand why I found it sexy when he did.
A small tug on his lips made my nipples bid against my bra and as if knowing he was causing my body to be naughty, his eyes drop to the shirt, lingering on my breasts before scooping down. I swallowed.
There's a flicker of something casting in his eyes, but I can't linger on the look long enough because I am determined to ignore whatever flame he had set inside me with just one look. Tearing my eyes away, I hurry to a seat farther away from him.
I can feel his gaze on me, it's so hot it feels like he's branding my skin with a hot iron. Flames burst on my skin wherever his gaze touched and I hate it. I am about to whip around and tell him to piss off when I heard the scrapping of his chair.
The sound of his footsteps echo in the classroom and I tensed up, trying my hardest to ignore the swarm of butterflies in my stomach as he draws closer to me. I curse myself inwardly, hating that my heart beat hadn't gone back to normal and had only gotten worse.
I prayed that he'd just walk on by, but my prayers are not answered when a chair scraps beside me and a huge figure fits himself on the chair. I clench my eyes tightly, taking a whiff of his cologne and peeled my eyes open when I realize what I was doing.
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. " There are other chairs." I gritted under my breath. I had to remind myself that Raiden was a bully and he was not the good guy.
I can feel his eyes on me when he responded in a cool hoarse tone. " I want to sit beside you. Is that a bad thing, Amelia?"
A sharp shiver ran down my spine when my name rolled off his tongue like sweet honey. I turn to him and regret it instantly when I am trapped in his stare. "Leave me alone."
His hair looks so messy, I just want to ran my fingers through every strand. I sink my teeth into my lower lip. " Can't do that spitfire," his lips part into a smug grin, eyes twinkling with something that made me clench my thighs together. "It's near impossible."