Chapter 2

WolfPack High

_Continued...._

The 4 teens stopped talking when they're parents entered. Their presecence is blinding, suffocating and filled with power. Arias parents are the Smiths. See the smiths....are no joke at all.

Let me tell you about them:

See her parents are the most feared. Arian Smith (Arias father) is known for being rutheless and has a nickname the Ripper. Her mom, Arianna Smith is the beauty killer....a psychopathic beauty. She's on meds tho....but goes off them when needed....

Then theres her brothers. They are the most feared. The kings of the mafia world and buisness world. Literally. They own every buisness and mafia on the PLANET!

Info on Aria's brothers:

Her brothers.....Damian 23, Damon 19 and Hunter 18......Dami and Dam are the Chairmans of Smith Group. The Smith's are the most feared and wealthiest family in the whole WORLD. They literally OWN the world. Hunter is the first in line heir to be the next Chairman Aria is the CEO. The Smith's are the No.1 wealthiest and feared family in the whole WORLD literally. Her friends know about Aria's identity. But they haven't met her big brothers yet. She isn't ready for them to meet them. Because they are like her parents since her and her brothers were kidnapped together and they Are.....wow. They are more like her parents then her parents are. Aria was 3 when she and her big brothers were kidnapped.

Those are the Smiths.

Next are the Andersons. Jakes family. Joy and Ethan Anderson....they are Supermodels and come second under the Smiths on the most wealthiest in the world chart. They own every model agency ever, are Supermodels the best ever (under Aria and Jake) and own half of the worlds underground boxing rinks. They are feared and dangerous too. They have a family motto/rule: Kill those who take and don't return.

Next are the Johnsons, Emma and Ryder's family. They are more....complicated. See Damian Johnson (Emma's dad) had lost his wife to cancer. Emma was only 5. Didn't know what was happening. When Damian remarried, Emma was only 13. When she first saw Ryder....she fell in love with him instantly.

Ryders mom, Cruella Johnson had a different story. She and her ex-husband divorced when she found out he and her half-sister were having an affair right under her nose. She took EVERYTHING including her buisness she started but left when she had Ryder. See ryder was 2 back then. She remarried when Ryder turned 14.

The Johnsons are mafia bosses they are 3rd most wealthiest in the world. And yes the Smiths own them too. Just like they also own the Andersons. The Johnsons are really.......theatrical. They are called the Birthday killers. See people who don't return what they took from them are targeted. They wear masks and a doctors uniform. They send cake to their enemies and people who don't pay back the stuff they owe. Make their birthday real nice and all. Then they come to their house and sing happy birthday to them. And kill them on their birthday.

Their family motto/rule: Never kill for fun. But kill those who owe and don't pay back.

Thats all

So these familia is not.....normal. Peopke at school only know Jake is a Anderson. They know Aria and Rydeer and Emma come from one of the 4 wealthiest families (Fourth one is the Rossetas, you'll understand later) They just don't know which ones.

Okay. Lets continue. She they are all together it usually means bad new or some news is coming. So the 4 of them become on gaurd. Mrs. Smith says,"Hey kids. Listen....we have to cancel the trip to Parie. Instead we're gonna go to a small village in Europe. Called Thornwood village. We have family there we want you to meet," the second she said that the whole Mansion went dead silent. Until Jake broke it,"Say What!!?. I have been bragging to my friends that I'm going to Paris for summer vacation. Now you're cancelling it. What the hell!" he says angrily. Aria sighs and says," Oh please. Stop being such a big baby. Its only 2 months. Next summer vacation we'll go to Paris. Or somewhere better. Plus this village is in Europe meaning if we want to we can stay at the village for a montha and Paris for the rest of summer vacation. So chill," she says rolling her cold lifeless eyes and void expression.

"Yeah, Aria's right Jakem we can always do that," says Ryder patting Jake on the shoukder as if to say calm down if we want to we can easily take a flight or drive to Paris. "Ryder's right. So chill. We much have to pack aome other clothes and maybe bring less stuff but. He's right. We can go to Thronwood Village and then Paris. Ari's right. So please calm down," replied Emma.

"Fine but we're only staying there for at least 3 weeks 4 maximum," answered Jake sighing and giving up. "Okay then now that weve sorted this out. Go pack cause we leave tomorrow," said Mr. Andersons.

"Okay," they all said at the same time. They all head upstairs and start packing clothes for the village and Paris. That very night when they had gone to sleep. Aria had woken up since she couldn't sleep. So couldn't Jake. They all slept over at the Johnsons Mansion. So did they're parents so that everyone was ready and together when they were leaving. Aria went downstairs to the kitchen of a glass of warm milk. When she got there she saw Jake in only sweatpants. She ignored him and went to the fridge and took out the milk and got a mug. She then poured it in and warmed it up for 2 minutes. While waiting Jake wad drinking water. He felt her precsense but ignored her. Until something weird happened.........Ari went to get her warm/Hot glass of milk. And Jake was going to get cold water from the fridge when they were going to get their stuff. They briefly beushed they're shoulders against each other. Aria stumbled, tripping on something...maybe fate, she almost fell but Jake...surprisingly caught her. He caught her by her slim thin waist that makes slim thin seem like an understatement waist. He was shocked at how small her waist was a whole hand can literally hold her whole waist.

He pulled her forward and her hands landed on his bare chest they're bodies pressed together. Aria gasped when he caught her. She didn't expect him to catch her at all. They're bodies pressed together. Her coolness and his warmth. They're bodies felt on fire and for sone reason...normal and it felt like she was ment to be in his arms and her his. The night was young. The full moon has come to play. Yet somehow...for once they didn't feel like rivals...but like something that could be more...

Short poem

Aria tripped. Time stood still.

The moon looked down upon its will.

And Jake, who should have let her fall,

Caught her instead—defying all.

His hand found her waist; his breath caught short,

As silence turned to some strange sort Of spell that neither could explain,

A sudden thunder without rain.

He'd never thought that she could seem So far removed from every scheme

Of rivalry, of pride, of war—

So close, yet someone he'd ignored.

He drew her near before she fell,

And time forgot its ticking spell.

Her hands met warmth against his chest;

The world, for one brief breath, found rest.

She gasped.

For never had she thought he'd dare

To catch her, hold her standing there. Their bodies pressed, the distance gone,

As though the night had drawn them on.

Her coolness met his gentle heat,

Two different worlds, where opposites meet.

And strangely, neither pulled away,

Neither found the words to say—

Why did his warmth feel so familiar? Why did the silence grow so peculiar? Why did her heart, so fierce, so free, Feel strangely still where he held her close to him?

Their bodies burned, yet nothing seemed

As strange as how _right_ the moment gleamed.

Like winter meeting summer's flame, Like finding home without a name.

As though her place had always been Right there, in arms she'd never seen

As shelter, safety, or a place to stay— Yet somehow, she belonged there anyway.

And Jake, who'd never let her near, Stood holding her, his thoughts unclear. The girl he'd challenged, day by day, Was somehow someone he couldn't turn away.

The full moon watched from skies above,

An ancient witness to something like love.

Its silver light fell soft and slow,

As if it knew what they didn't know.

For enemies should never stand

So close beneath the moon's command. Yet there they were, and neither spoke, As if one word would break the spell they'd woke.

No cutting words, no sharp retort, No clever insult to report.

Just two old rivals, caught somehow, With neither knowing what they were now.

And for one moment, pride took flight, And war surrendered to the night.

They weren't quite strangers, weren't quite friends—

Just two hearts paused where rivalry ends.

What cruel enchantment could this be? What trick had fate played secretly? For all the years they'd stood apart, Something had shifted in each heart.

The night was young.

The moon had come to play,

And neither wished to look away.

For once, no hatred filled the air—

Just something new, and something rare.

They didn't feel like rivals anymore.

Not enemies locked in an endless war, But something neither could explain,

A quiet spark beneath the pain.

Perhaps a beginning.

Perhaps a mistake.

Perhaps the first crack in the walls they would break.

Perhaps the moon, with its silver light, Had chosen their hearts for a different fight.

But dawn would come.

The spell would cease.

And neither would admit to peace. They'd rise, they'd leave, they'd play their part—

Two rivals guarding one strange heart.

Yet moonlight keeps what lips deny,

And stars remember every lie.

So let the morning bring its flame,

Let pride return, let all stay the same. For something shifted in that room—

And the moon had witnessed their first doom.

Not the doom of death, nor the end of their war,

But the moment two enemies became something more.

End of Poem

As they stood together. They're eyes staring at each other. Her lifeless pale pinkish grey natural colored eyes and his pale black ones. They stared at each other, where her hands were, on his chest, sent sparks through his whole body. Where his hands are, on her waist, felt on fire, but the good kind... They leaned in closer to each other. Then....

To Be Continued......