Suitemates

"Kasha Mazekeen."

I stepped forward as my name was called and she handed to me my room and suite keys as well two pieces of paper. One was my timetable, the other had eight words written on it in a scrawny handwriting.

Room 4. Suite 624. Twentieth floor.

Twentieth floor!

That was so far up. I groaned just thinking about the amount of stairs I would have to climb daily.

I rolled my eyes and stomped my feet but started hauling all my luggage up the stairs regardless. Not like I had choice.

"Most prestigious school and they couldn't afford to fix their dumb elevator." I huffed.

I made it up there at last.

This is it! I thought as I adjusted the backpack on my shoulder and opened the door. The rooms in the girl's building were called Suites. They consisted of four rooms connected to a small lounge which you would see immediately you entered the suite. The rooms were numbered one through four from the right to left - Room One to the right, Room Two and Three in the middle and Room Four to the left. I was quite happy with my room. It was behind the suite door which opened inward to the left so if anyone broke in it would be the last one they checked. I hauled my luggage into the room and proceeded to unpack. It took me hours to unpack and arrange everything.

"Finally done." I sighed in relief.

I turned and walked towards the window to stare at the great view. It was a nice, spacious room with a four poster bed, a bedside table and chair. The wardrobe stretched from the floor to the ceiling opposite the bed, close to the door. The window was large enough so you could climb out into the little balcony. It was perfect for planting flowers. There was also an ensuite bathroom which I was grateful for. I dreaded the thought of having to share a bathroom with strangers.

"At least something good came out of this room."

Wilde Academy. The most prestigious school in all the nether realm. I glanced at my phone and discovered it was almost time for dinner. Can't believe it took me that long to unpack. I looked around the room and wondered that if things went as they should, I would have been on the top ten floors with the other snobs. Regardless, there was no use dwelling on the past.

The top ten floors of the academy dormitory. The best floors in the girl's and boy' s building each. They were reserved for the top 0.1% of the top 1% in the realm. I really hope I do not bump into any of those people. I stepped out of my room to meet my other three suitemates staring at me like I interrupted their conversation.

"Hi." I said with the best smile I could muster.

"Hello. I'm Tessa, the werewolf." Tessa was a short girl about 5"6 with brown hair and baby blue eyes.

"Hi Tessa. It's nice to meet you."

"Awww. Aren't you sweet?" Another girl cooed and Tessa elbowed her in the ribs.

"Don't mind, Racquelia. She's like that mostly. Magic users and their attitude." Racquelia had long black hair with hazel eyes and was about 5"8.

Ohhh. That made sense. She was a witch. Most witches and wizards considered the term 'witch' or 'wizard' derogatory. They preferred magic user but I honestly didn't care either way. It didn't change who they were.

"Sure." I smiled.

"I'm Meira, the vampire." She said smiling at me with her hazel eyes and raven black hair. I already knew she was a vampire. The pale skin and beauty kinda gave it away. It was actually known that a vampire's beauty is one of the ways they lured humans out. I mean come on, if you were walking in the woods and saw this super cute guy wouldn't you follow him? Cause I know I would. At least that's what happens in movies.

"Nice to meet you ,Meira." I said.

"Do you wanna get dinner together?"

Each suite had four members - one from each race of supernaturals. It was part of some plan to bridge the gap of hate and grudge slowly growing between our races.

The vampires and werewolves hated each other because each believed they were superior to the other and wanted the other to bow down to them. Basically they were proud pricks who couldn't find peace. The fairies and 'magic users' hated each other because they had different beliefs in magic. The 'magic users' practiced what they termed as 'Advanced Magic' which was magic applied to spells, practical skills, science and technology while the fairies practiced Elemental magic which was magic gotten from nature- Fire, Earth, Wind and Water. There were also branches like Light, Ice, Lightning and so on. So basically we were stubborn knuckle heads who couldn't find a middle ground. We decided to sit together for dinner so we left the suite and began the 'endless' descent down the stairs.

"When do you think the elevator will be fixed?" I asked trying to start a conversation.

"Oh they aren't fixing it." Tessa said.

"They aren't?" I asked.

"Yeah. Students kept sabotaging the elevator so it would fall or trapping the people they didn't like in it with some kind of beast so the school closed it down for safety reasons."

"Well can't people just push each other down the stairs?" Raquelia asked, glancing subtly in my direction.

"Yeah but the stairs won't need a lot of money to be fixed. They just clean up the blood and everything is fine."

"That's not depressing at all." I muttered.

By the time we reached the dining hall, it was already filled with bustling ,lively people. I hate crowds. I really do. I got my food and took a seat with my suitemates. As we were eating, Meira nudged Tessa and asked

"You have a crush on Jax , don't you?"

"What? No he's my alpha's son."

Well aren't they close? First day and they're already spilling secrets. I mean, technically, it's the second day since I came a day late but whatever.

"If you keep staring at him like that you are gonna bore a hole through him." Racquelia stated.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." I replied.

"What else aren't you telling us?" Meira asked.

"Huh?"

"Oh come on. You're staring at him like he's the last man alive. There's gotta be something."

"We're mates." She confessed.

Meira and Racquelia gasped as I froze.

Mates.

I hated that word and how it left a bitter taste in my mouth. A mate was your other half, your missing piece, the person who was to be your true love.

"Does he know?" I asked.

"What do you mean 'does he know?' Kasha? Of course he knows." Racquelia said

"So what did he say?"

"He hasn't said anything. He's been pretending like he can't feel it. Can't feel us." She said dejectedly. She was like a sad little puppy. I could practically see her little wolf ears drooping down.

"That little..." Meira swore under her breath.

Werewolves had a hierarchy. You couldn't approach those of higher rank than you unless you were permitted. You could not look them in the eye unless you were told to do so. An alpha was the highest rank. He knew that she couldn't come to him and the fact that he hadn't tried to approach her meant one thing.

Rejection.

If you did not want your mate, you were able to reject them. The pain of rejection was said to be as painful as having your soul torn to shreds and most people die either from the pain of rejection or the depression that follows after. However, rejection was quite common. In our world, power was everything. If your mate was weak, you could reject them and find someone stronger. We all knew that so we comforted Tessa as best as we could.

"Who are his friends?" I asked.

"You do not know who they are?" Meira asked, side-eyeing me.

"Nope." I said.

Meira sighed and began.

"The one in the black shirt is Blake. He was descended from the very first vampire, he's basically vampire royalty. The one to his right is Jax. Jax's father is the alpha of the strongest pack. To Blake's left is Damien, the fairy prince and last but not least is Josh. The prince of magic."

"Slightly suspicious group." I said.

"Yeah but they are so close they are practically brothers."

"Really ?"

"Yeah ."

"That's not suspicious at all." I muttered.

"Aren't you hungry?" Tessa asked me.

"Huh?"

"You've been picking at your food this whole time."

"Oh... No, I'm not hungry. Guess the food from the dining hall could use some getting used to." I chuckled.

With that I excused myself to go back to the room. I was about to ascend the stairs when someone coming down bumped into me.

"Watch it peasant."

"Excuse me?!"

"Did the thing just talk?" She asked.

I wanted to retort but I just took a deep breath and sighed. With all the makeup she had on, arguing with her wasn't worth it. She couldn't be sane with that amount of makeup anyway.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"You're lucky I'm in a hurry." She huffed and continued on . Oh she was so lucky that I was trying not to attract attention.

I turned up the stairs and heard snickers coming from behind me. This was the reality of school, of society. Fairies are creatures of peace and in a world of power, that meant we wer

e at the bottom of the food chain.

Finally reaching my suite, I flung the door open, crashed onto my bed and fell asleep.

It had been a long day.