Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 83

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Angelina’s POV

We left Principal Davis’s office and walked down the stairs. The science wing sat on the highest point of campus-a small hill that overlooked most of the school. From here, I could see the football field, the parking lots, the main buildings spread out below.

The path down was a series of wide concrete steps. Maybe a dozen levels, ach one a full staircase. It was the kind of place where couples came

to watch the sunset, where students skipped class to smoke cigarettes behind the bushes.

Silas walked beside me. He was quiet now, probably still processing what just happened in the office.

I didn’t mind the silence. Silence was good.

We reached the halfway point. The concrete steps stretched below us, empty except for-

I stopped.

At the bottom of the stairs, someone was waiting.

Greta.

Silas saw her too. He let out a long breath. “Oh no.”

I looked at him. “She follows you everywhere?”

“Pretty much.” He sounded tired. Angry. Not at her-at himself.

Greta spotted us. Her eyes locked on Silas. Then on me. Then back to Silas.

She started walking up the stairs toward us.

“Silas!” she called out. “Wait!”

Silas muttered something under his breath that sounded like a curse.

Greta reached us, breathing hard from the climb. Her blonde hair was perfect. Her makeup was perfect. Her expression was not perfect-it was

pissed.

“Why are you with her again?’ Greta pointed at me. “What does she have that I don’t?”

I stayed quiet. This wasn’t my problem.

Silas rubbed the back of his neck. “Greta, we’ve been over this-*

“No, we haven’t!” She stepped closer to him.

“I’ve been busy.”

“Busy doing what?”

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“School stuff.”

“That’s such a lie!”

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I leaned against the stair railing, arms crossed. This was kind of entertaining.

Greta turned to me. Her eyes narrowed. “You. What are you doing with Silas?”

“Talking.”

“About what?”

“Stuff.

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Her jaw tightened. She didn’t like that answer.

“Silas, come on.” Her voice softened. She touched his arm. “Why are you being like this? I transferred schools for you. I just want to spend time

with you.”

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“Greta, I told you, I need space.”

“But-”

“I gotta go.” Silas turned to me. “Let’s go.”

I shrugged and started walking down the stairs.

Behind us, Greta’s voice got louder. “Silas! Don’t just walk away from me!”

We kept walking.

Her footsteps echoed on the concrete-she was following us.

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, Greta ran ahead and blocked our path.

“Fine!” she said. Her face was red. ‘You want to know the truth, Aria?”

I looked at her. “What truth?”

“You’re a fraud.” She pointed at me. “That spatial manipulation you showed Silas? It’s fake.”

I didn’t say anything.

Greta’s voice got louder. “It’s all tricks! Illusions! You’re just an omega! You can’t even awaken! There’s no way you have spatial manipulation!”

Students walking past started to slow down. Some stopped completely. A crowd was forming.

Silas stepped forward. “Greta, stop-”

“No!” She turned to the gathering crowd. “Everyone needs to see this! She’s been lying to Silas! Using fake abilities to manipulate him!”

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I stayed where I was. My arms were still crossed.

This girl was really annoying,

Greta pointed at me again. “I’m going to show you what real spatial manipulation looks like. Jaro! Get over here!”

A figure appeared from the side of the building.

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Tall guy, Really tall. Maybe 6’3″. Big shoulders. Muscles everywhere. Short light brown hair with some waves in it. Blue-gray eyes. Black tight t-

shirt that showed off his build.

He walked toward us with heavy steps.

He was a werewolf. Not weak either. I could sense it.

But we were surrounded by students now. At least twenty people, maybe more. Phones were out. People were recording.

He couldn’t shift here. Not with this many human witnesses.

Exposing werewolf identity to humans meant serious consequences. Pack aw was clear on that. Exile at minimum. Prison at worst. The Councils didn’t mess around when it came to keeping our world hidden.

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So whatever Jaro did next, he’d have to do it in human form.

That worked for me.

Silas tensed. “Who’s that?”

“That’s Jaro, Greta said proudly. “He’s a world-class spatial manipulator. I brought him here from overseas. He’s going to expose Aria for the

fraud she is.”

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The crowd was getting bigger now. Students were pulling out their phones

Greta’s voice echoed across the courtyard. “Show her, Jaro! Show her what eal spatial manipulation looks like!”

Jaro cracked his knuckles. He was looking at me like I was a punching bag.

Silas moved to stand between us. “Wait-

But Jaro was already moving.

He came around behind me. Fast. His footsteps were heavy on the concrete

Silas didn’t have time to react.

I heard Jaro’s breathing behind me. Felt the air shift as he raised his fist.

Greta was shouting. “Let her have it! Show her what happens to liars!”

The crowd gasped.

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Someone yelled, “He’s gonna destroy her!”

I tilted my head slightly to the left.

Jaro’s fist sailed past my ear. I felt the air displacement.

My right hand shot up. Grabbed his wrist.

His punch had momentum. A lot of momentum.

I used it.

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My back arched. My legs shifted. I pulled his arm down and forward, using his own weight and movement against him. My whole body became

a lever.

One smooth motion. 360 degrees. Like a throw in judo.

Jaro’s feet left the ground.

I slammed him down onto the stairs below us.

The impact echoed across the courtyard.

Jaro lay there, gasping for air. His eyes were wide. Confused.

The crowd went silent.

Nobody moved.

I straightened up. Rolled my shoulders. Looked down at Jaro.

He wasn’t getting up anytime soon.

“World-class spatial manipulator?” I said. My voice was flat. Bored. “This guy?”

I walked down the stairs toward Greta.

She backed up. Her eyes were huge. Her mouth opened and closed but no words came out.

“Wait-what are you- she stammered.

I stopped in front of her. “He’s just your bodyguard, isn’t he?”

Greta’s face went white. “I-no-he’s-

“You’re just a fifteen-year-old girl who likes to pretend she has connections.” I looked her in the eye. “You brought your bodyguard to school

and told him to attack me. That’s what happened.”

“No! That’s not-he really is a spatial manipulator! He-*

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