"'Sir you're my mate.' Is NOT on the menu"

Chapter 3

Recap

 As I walked down Tenth Avenue, I looked up at the sky and smelled the peaches the man on my right was selling. As I continue to look at the sky I remembered what happened with my mate a couple of hours ago. It turns out he has a house in the suburbs called Scarsdale, New York (real place, i researched it!)  I took me an hour and 21 minutes to get there.  But I had to take the public bus.  When I go to New York City, I walked the rest of the way, now I’m one street away from the apartment I share with the weirdo…

When I got there I went to sleep immediately and did not let the tears fall. That’s until I got in bed, I cried like a baby and that is the modest way of putting it.

We will see the world has for me tomorrow.

 Chapter 3

I called sick the next day and stayed watching Bones while eating ice-cream and stole a bunch of junk food from the weirdo of my apartment buddy…. Oh and I also locked him out for the day, so I don’t know how that will go tomorrow. I have officially declared myself cliché…  I mean who pours their pathetic life in ice-cream?

After seeing all the seasons of Bones, i got up and said "you know what just suck it up! He is not going to mate with you, he is not going to even going to look you way. So why don't you just let him go and wound you broken heart and move on!” As i looked at the old Me—the broken Me--  I said good bye and put on the best new determine and fearless face I could master.

I started thinking of ways i could just be happy and have a great life, and stop being the mediocre being I was. I mean why I was still working as a waiter in an Italian restaurant when I could have my own business and have a great life. As I started practicing what I was to say to the manager, I started getting nervous and I started rethink the way I was going to speak to them I mean they took me in when I was new to the city. They gave a well-paid job for starters but I knew that they would be happy to know that I would go and just focus in school and get the degree I wanted. Even though I would be living in the college campus and getting a student loan until I graduate so I could pay my bills and lectures.

I still wanted to have a good future, and become someone. To have others say my name, and for me to be talked about. But at the end I’m nothing but a loser who got rejected by her mate… Probably because I never look pretty or care much about my appearance. I just worked for my meal and bills. Yeah I know sad… I never thought of anything other than having a warm meal in my plate everyday three times a day. Plus I never really liked attention, being a werewolf made that a norm.  I just stuck to myself and became an observant since I was in grade school.  I never stated my opinion and I guess being the quiet one I am I became a believer and a hopeless romantic when fate gave me a man like him…

But he was so independent and outspoken; don’t ask me how I knew this, because I just knew. Maybe it has to be the fact that his my mate. He just carried that aura I mean he was just…  I mean when he looked at me while I was lying on the bed, Sign! I just wish I could ravish him! Yeah those thoughts would be rated R, so…..I still felt hopeful… Maybe he would come and take me away and make love to me, I would be able to mark him then and make him MINE. 

I had after all quit the job and was now residing in the University of New York! Yeah I know it was one of the goals I had to achieve and make them come true. It was hard as hell, I am not going to lie about it, but I have got through my nine weeks into my first semester. I had to restart and act like I did not get the first semester and crap from the time I dropped out. I had the freshman tutorial and decided where I wanted to live. And many other goodies I ignored while I partied my whole semester last time….

I had met many guys mostly because by accident I was put in an all guy’s room, also this was the guys floor.  See the girls sleep in the first two floors because, well, duh, we are a lot. Then all the guys where all kicked out to the last floor, and because I was the last to enroll they did not know where to place me, they say it was a ‘computer error’, yeah right… So now I was stuck with fresh out of high school dum-dums, yeah not pleasant at all. Thank god the college-dorm-placing people where so sorry about the inconvenience and took pity on my virtue, and relocated me to a dorm room that had to rooms in one.  That did not help though, the other little group I got stuck with where worse. They were always having loud intercourse, --if I may be so prude-- or in our words: loud, obnoxious, fastidious sex. They did not care about me being the victim between their room walls and mines.