Chapter 17: Creed

I lifted my head up to look at Jazz and saw her bending over with her ass wiggling towards us. I let out the longest groan of my life and muttered, “Fucking tease.” I shake my head at her and got back to the video when I swore, I heard her giggling at me. I just smiled at the phone. In the video I can hear the guys muttering to themselves about her dancing. Star is still in the standing split when she lifts her other leg and puts it on the dancer's other shoulder. Now she is completely off the floor between them. “Holllyyy Shiiiittt, she is hands free that has to take a lot of core muscle to do that.” I heard Kel say on the phone. “I still stand by that comment by the way as was proven today gentleman.” Kel said very seriously with his hand up like he is discussing something important Ty snickered at that statement. I’m still shaking my head at their stupidity while Trents body is stock still staring at the phone.

Star ends this little move with both feet hooked on the pole at an angle then pivots her body to push off of the owner with a kiss to her she pulls herself up the pole as she starts doing her routine. Which is when Thomas decides to cut the video off to pocket his phone. All of straighten up and look at each other. “I wonder if that is where she will be working at after school?” I ask once it all clicks for me. All the guys tense up when they come to same conclusions. “Motherfucker I seriously might go on a murder spree if that is true. Jesus Christ today has been hard as hell on my wolf since she walked into school.” Trent said while dragging his hand down his face looking tired and wore out. “Um Trent I hate to be the barer of bad news, but I do believe that is true. Remember that call she received when she was on her way to the administration’s office. She mentioned Sky’s name. Do you think it’s the same women that owns that club and where we are supposed to go after school today?” Tyler said innocently. Trent muttered another “Gods damnit.” Under his breath as he turned around and walked towards the bleachers again to sit down. The guys follow him while I stay back longer and watch Jazz finish up her tryout. From what it looks like she passed with flying colors like I knew she would. Hell, I hope they make her captain at some point. I am shaking my head when I hear someone yell out, “Who the hell does this skank think she is doing. Trying out for the squad pft, she isn’t even good enough to be on it. Our coach is blind as hell if she lets her stay.” My head shoots up when I hear that nasal voice talking shit again. Thomas told us about Math class and how Tracy automatically started in on her and how Jazz shut her down so damn quick. Apparently, she didn’t learn her lesson since she is starting her shit again. “Son of a bitch does nobody at this school know when to fucking quit before they get hurt.” Kel whines out while standing up to probably help her. I run back toward the bleachers to stop him from freaking moving. “What the hell did I say earlier about letting her handle shit herself. She does not know us that well for us to jump in and fight her battles guys. Just sit the fuck down until were needed to step in.” I shouted to them with a small growl. Jesus, I shook my head at their stupid overprotective caveman instincts. I’ve apparently shocked them because they are staring at me with stunned expressions, I just ignore them and turn back to watch Jazz.

Fucking finally, they listened to me and sat the hell back down while still staring at me with those shocked expressions ont their faces. I nodded my head at them and turned towards the women to watch what happens next. Jazz looks up towards Tracy with a bored expression on her face. “Oh, look it’s the lesbian’s squad. Are you here to try and convince to join your lesbian barbie squad?” Jazz said with a hand to her chest and a fake stunned face. I start snickering behind my hand. Kel, and Ty straight out belly laughed at this not caring who could hear it. Jazz glanced at us with a smirk and a shoulder shrug and went back to looking at Tracy. Tracy was red in the face with how angry she was right now. “The only lesbian here is you. Your nothing but a wannabe skank from nowherelandia trying to be someone she isn’t so she can finally be someone important”. Tracy scoffs once before continuing. “Why don’t you go back to the trailer park your momma raised you in and be a skank like her. That’s the only thing you're going to be good at.” Tracy sneered in Jazz’s face with her hands on her hips she smirked at Jazz like she won while there was a chorus of “Oohh shiiittt.”

Were standing looking shocked and pissed off that Tracy obvisouly doesn’t listen for shit at warnings or learned to read a room. “Oh shit, she did not say what I think I heard her say. Damnit this is going to end in a damn fight. Fuck she shouldn’t have said that about her mom.” Trent said while pulling out his phone to text his dad, I’m guessing anyway I turn back towards Jazz when I finally see what Trent meant about this turning into a fight. Jazz’s face has lost all color it even honestly looks like she isn’t breathing either, “Fuck” I mutter under my breath. All of a sudden, I get a backlash of her emotions. “Fuck me that hurts.” I say as I drop to the ground holding my stomach. All the guys rush to see what’s wrong. “Creed what happened? Kel asks while Trent looks at both me and Jazz then comes to a conclusion. “Creed what are you feeling from Jazz right now? I look up at him then glance at Jazz and whisper “Anguish, agony, so much fucking fury that it’s surpassing everything else.” As soon as the words are out, he snaps straight up and looks at Jazz with a new look. I think she hears me because as quick as I felt her emotions they are gone. “Oh no shit, fuck, Trent she’s shutting down again. I can’t feel them anymore.” I tell Trent with a wide-eyed look of fear. Motherfucker I think he is right, Tracy done crossed a line. Jazz straightens up so damn fast that she almost hits Tracy’s nose with how close she is. You could cut the tension with a knife right now. This is not going to end well at all shit man Tracy just doesn’t quit. Jazz is as still as a statue right now. It looks like she is physically shaking with the restraint its taking not to knock Tracy on her ass. As I’m watching her I notice how everyone around her and us is tilting their head to the left in the face of the aura she is letting off. “Trent” I say coming to a realisation, “I think Jazz is an Alpha of some sorts. There is a power coming off her that feels like yours and Alphas but feels different. More potent.”