It was Friday. The day that was supposed to be the best day of the week.
I sat at lunch with my friends, just like usual.
Everything was normal. Then, suddenly: "Why is one of Noah Marshall's minions heading over here?"
I looked at Steph, trying to see if she was joking. Judging by the shock in her eyes, I knew she wasn't.
I was about to ask which one it was, but then I noticed the silence that had swept over all my friends and I quieted myself.
"Diana," a familiar voice called out.
Reluctantly, I turned to face Eric Sellers, my ex-boyfriend.
"What is it, Eric?" I asked cautiously. He hadn't spoken to me since our nasty break-up two year ago.
"Noah wants to see you." His face was void of any emotion as he said it and I was instantly concerned.
I had few exchanges with Noah in the past, but that didn't mean I was ignorant about the kind of person he was.
The Marshalls' practically ruled the town. Noah had an uncle as head of the police, a grandfather who was head of the school system, a cousin who was our school's principle, and a father who was governor of our state.
Needless to say, everyone was frightened of him. They were right to be, too. He had the ability to ruin all that you worked for in one simple conversation.
"What does Noah want?" My friend Roger asked.
Eric turned to Roger, glaring slightly. "That's not your business." He looked back at me. "Noah's not a patient person. You may want to hurry."
I nodded slightly and stood.
"Need me to go with you?" Steph asked sympathetically.
I shook my head. "No, I'll be fine."
I was not about to drag my friends down with me
I didn't know what Noah wanted from me, but I knew it probably wasn't going to be something good.
I trailed behind Eric as he walked across the courtyard and down to the main office.
We walked wordlessly. He was expressionless and I, nervous.
After what seems like hours, we reached the office.
"Wait here," Eric commanded.
He left me behind and slowly entered the teacher's lounge.
I waited outside the room in the empty office for a while. Suddenly, fear started to overwhelm me. I wanted desperately to run away and hide. I wanted to be at my home, watching movies with my friends or reading a good book in the comfort of my bed.
I held my breath as the door creaked open again.
Eric motioned for me to enter the room.
I took a deep breath, trying unsuccessfully to compose myself. Then, I entered the room.
The teacher's lounge that was supposed to be filled with staff members was instead taken over by Noah and his gang.
He sat at the head of the table, dark eyes staring at me predatorily. His dominant demeanor exalted power that made him both captivating and terrifying at the same time.
"Diana Eden," he said, my name sliding off his tongue smoothly, causing my body to heat.
He tilted his head back, examining me with hooded eyes.
I remained completely silent, barely able to keep myself from squirming under his frightening gaze.
He examined me for minutes, taking his time on particular parts of my body. The longer he looked at me, the more I began to feel less like a person and more like an object.
"Come," he commanded, beckoning me with his finger.
I almost didn't realize what he meant, then when the meaning sank in, I took an automatic step back, bumping into another one of his henchmen who was now blocking my only escape.
I looked around the room, overwhelmed by the amount of huge men there were.
"I won't say it again," Noah told me, aggravation hitting his generally passive tone.
I forced my muscles into action and took quick steps towards him, stopping when I was a foot away.
He stared up at me, studying my expression. Then, he pulled out the chair that was next to him, moving it right next to his.
"Sit," he commanded.
I obeyed immediately.
"No, face me." I hesitated. "Now."
Slowly, I turned to face him, holding in a gasp when I noticed how close he was.
Another minute passed in absolute silence and I could no longer hold his gaze. I turned my head and dropped my eyes to the floor.
"I have a proposition for you," he informed me.
"Oh?" I managed to whisper.
He moved closer to me, his legs now trapped my body to the chair.
I had been expecting him to threaten to kill me, or ruin my life and instead I got "date me"? The insanity of the current situation caused me to do something that was probably not so smart- laugh.
"W-what?" I chocked out. "Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not the type to make jokes." The seriousness of his tone made me shut up instantly.
He paused before answering. "I want you."
"And if I say no?"
He smiled a slow, twisted smile. "You want to see what happens?" His eyes held a thousand threats. Threats to my future, my friends, my family.
"I'll do it."
"You'll do what?" He was testing me, playing with me.
I took a deep breath. "I'll date you, Noah."
He nodded, satisfied. "Good girl. Now give me a kiss and go back to class."
He can't be serious, can he? I thought as I looked at all the other people in the room.
He cleared his throat, threatening me yet again.
I quickly skimmed my lips against his cheek. I was ready to move back, but he knotted hi hand in my hair, enabling me to move away.
He bent and took my lips in his, teasing me.
I tensed, trying to move away, but he only strengthened his hold on my hair.
His teeth skimmed my bottom lip and I found myself shuddering. His musky scent made my head feel woozy and I began to lean into him senselessly.
Content with my reaction, he relaxed his hold on me.
"That will be enough. For now," he mumbled against my skin. He motioned for Eric to lead me out of the room.
Eric led me carefully out of the room. I could feel Noah's eyes trained on my back the whole way.
Eric opened the door for me and I noticed the sympathetic look in his eyes before I walked out.
I stood dumbstruck in the middle of the office, completely unsure of what to do.
"God, what have I gotten myself into?" I said to the empty air around me.
Hey, this randomly came to me. I don't know if I'm going to continue this one. Depends on your reactions, I guess.
I'll be updating "You're Mine" later this week.