"Claudia, I suggest you quiet down. She doesn't need to know about this." His voice was literally music to my ears. It was low yet firm, and there was a hint to it that puzzled me. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but it felt like he was in a way disgusted, yet at the same time disappointed. Strange combination really. I turned my head slightly as I allowed my eyes to gaze out the window. Since I had my hair picked up in a ponytail today, it wasn't that difficult to see them from the corner of my eye. With my eyes trained on the scenery outside, I immediately focused my attention on him. Marcus. It was a nice name for a guy and I couldn't help but repeat it a few times in my mind. It just felt so natural for me to say it. Weird, right? But as I my attention was set solely on him, a rush of anger boiled up inside of me as I caught the sight of someone's hand on his left shoulder. Claudia. I had to admit, Claudia wasn't exactly ugly like I hoped she'd be. Instead, she was quite attractive much to my dismay. She was tall and slender with a fair tan, dark brown hair and light brown eyes. She always seemed to wear clothes that were a bit too revealing for a school; probably trying to get other male's attention, especially his. Today she was wearing a light pink tank-top with khaki shorts and flats, despite of the chilly air that was now taking over the town. What confused me the most was my reaction to seeing her hand lying carelessly over his shoulder. From where I sat, I could tell he was a bit uncomfortable at the gesture and I couldn't help the urge that ran through my body to simply stand up and rip her filthy hand off. Okay, where were these thoughts even coming from? As I glared out the window, my breathing coming out in heavy pants as I tried to calm down my now agitated body, I suddenly felt a pair of dark eyes on me. I immediately looked back down at my notebook, a hint of red taking over my cheeks. I felt embarrassed for being caught in the act. I knew they were eventually going to find out how I was eavesdropping on their conversation, but I definitely didn't want him to be the one to do it. I gripped my pen harshly with my hand, my knuckles turning white and I was surprised to see that the pen hadn't snapped in my grasp; which I was grateful for. I needed this pen for the rest of the day. I had accidentally forgotten my small pouch where I keep all of my writing utensils on my desk at home and I was lucky to find this one hidden at the bottom of my backpack. To my relief, I heard the door open and the professor enter. He didn't bother greeting us and went straight to the lesson for the day; but this didn't stop Claudia from continuing the conversation. "So Marcus, what do you think are the chances of me being your mate?" Desperate much? And what was this constant talk about mates? It just sounded deviant when these people kept on saying it. Told you this was a weird town. "I don't know, Claudia. We'll just have to find out at the stroke of midnight," he responded nonchalantly, which surprisingly made me at ease. "If you guys are mates, I would feel extremely sorry for the moon goddess pairing you guys up. My sister is not easy to deal with." This was the other masculine voice who had spoken earlier. Huh, so they were related. Possibly twins. "Shut up, Ethan! Nobody told you to get into this conversation!" She retorted, a lace of anger filling her every word. "Well it's kind of hard not to when you're sitting right behind me." A low chuckle erupted from someone in the group and I couldn't help but smile at the sound. I knew exactly where it came from and just the mere sound of it filled me with butterflies that were becoming extremely difficult to control. "Well I wouldn't mind you being my mate Claudia. There would be a few things I would love to do to you the second you realize you belong with me," another male voice responded. I can only guess this was the other guy who had been standing behind Marcus that day. "In your dreams, Alex." With that, I could sense that she had settled herself in her seat and I couldn't be happier. Amazing how someone finds out a few names by simply eavesdropping on another's conversation without their knowledge. It's quite entertaining really. "Alright, settle down. You may talk about Marcus' party after class. Right now we must focus on your upcoming assignment. It will be a book report on one of the books on this list." He lifted up his hand and showed the class a stack of papers. Probably the names of different books we most likely had to read.