Birth Mates

Chapter 9

Today is Monday, and I am feeling a whole lot better. It took me nearly the entire weekend to get through that hangover. How brutal.

Alec hasn't mentioned anything about the kiss since our conversation in my room. That morning we headed down to the cafe and joined Liv for breakfast. We all just went on and ate together as if nothing happened, for which I am extremely grateful.

The last thing I wanted was for anything to be awkward.

I am making my way through school, heading to my first class of the day. I can't help but notice Kate Harris and her birth mate being all cuddly and affectionate further down the hall.

All the buzz at school right now is about them, the birth mates that found each other.

As I get closer to them, I notice that they are actually cuddling up right next to the door leading to my class; Poetry. Kate Harris is in my class; that would explain why.

If only it were that simple and easy. Find your birth mate, and spend the rest of your life with them.

They sure look happy and massively in love. Just how I always envisioned finding my birth mate to be like.

How annoying.

I roll my eyes. If only my birth mate was someone I wanted to be with.

Your body sure wants to be with him.

I shake my thoughts away.

My body might want him, but my brain knows better. Besides, I am way too angry to give this a shot.

I've put much thought into it this weekend.

My birth mate has been around a lot, and I'd be lying to say that didn't hurt.

Sure, I didn't know him back when he got with all those girls, but that doesn't change anything. Here I was stupidly waiting while my mate was going around sleeping with the whole female population between the ages of 18-25.

Okay, I might be exaggerating a little, but still. You get the point.

All my life, I had this vision of how it would happen. How I would meet my birth mate, and he would be this nice sweet guy that had been waiting for me all his life, just like I did for him.

I would be his everything, just like he would be mine.

He would share the same values and view the importance of birth mates just like I do. We would share all of our firsts together, and everything would be new, exciting, romantic, and special. For the both of us.

I feel my stomach drop to my gut when I think of Drew.

He couldn't even wait for me.

He said most guys at our age have been intimate with a girl who isn't their birth mate already, but I refuse to believe that. There are many guys out there waiting for their mate. Alec, for instance, is one of them.

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes at the thought of it and quickly blink them away.

I tighten the grip on my books, walking by the couple to quickly make my way inside class.

I sit at my usual desk and not shortly after, Kate comes in grabbing her already claimed seat on the desk to my left.

I openly stare at her.

She seems happy. Like really happy, and the thought of her birth mate being the root of all that happiness kind of irritates me, and I am ashamed of feeling this way. I shouldn't be envious, but I can't help it.