Oh, How I Hate The Word MATE

Surprise, Surprise

    CHAPTER 6: SURPRISE, SURPRISE

I avioded Mason that whole week.

  Everytime I saw him in the hallways, I would duck behind someone. If he was sitting in my seat or even in my class, I would sit on the other end of the room. When he tried to talk to me, I would blurt out something like, 'did you know you can't sneeze in your sleep?' or 'did you know peanuts are one of the ingredients for dynamite?' then, run away after seeing his blank face. So basically I'm avioding him.

  Stupid werewolf. Stupid mate. Oh, how I HATE that word right now. Mate. It's like a disease. Well at least it's Friday now.

  Friday. Thank God It's Friday. And school is oficially over!! For the weekend. Darn. As soon as I started my walk home, I got a text from my cousin, Alejandro,  in Italy. For those of you bums that don't know, my home used to be Italy until we moved to America when I was six. But I'm not one of those italian gang people who speak like they're the godfather or something. But that would be so cool!

  Text: Ciao cousin! It's been so long since I last saw you and ur carzy self. Maria is getting married though so and she said u HAVE to get here in Italy. We sent u a ticket to Italy a while ago so it should be ther by now.  Now don't start complaining on how you have to go cuz u get to skip a WHOLE WEEK of school. 

  Until then!

    Urgghh. Wait a minute. Maria is FINALLY getting married?! Took her so long. Oh, yeah, Maria is my other cousin and Alejandro's sister who goes through guys like tissues. So it's shocking how she is finally settling down. There's another thing I'm excited about. What was that..... Oh yeah! NO SCHOOL FOR A WHOLE FUCKING WEEK!!! WOOOOOO!!!!!!

   I ran home the rest of the way and checked the mailbox. Sure enough, there was an envelope with one plane ticket to Italy for.....TONIGHT?!?!? Holy shit, I just got home! Now I have to pack and get to the airport by six-thirty. As long as I don't have school, I can do this. Damn.

  I ran inside and upstair to my room. My dad was snoring loudy in his room so I have nothing to worry about. I grabbed my suitcase and stuffed all my clothes and shoes in there. Then I quickly changed into my short-shorts and a dark grey off-the-shoulder shirt with a yell tank top underneath. Locki gave me a questioning look as if asking where I am going. I pointed to the plane ticket and he sniffed it. Then gave a look as if he understands. Weird dog. I grabbed my suitcase and checked the time. 

  4:45

  Hm. I took me an hour and 45 minutes to get ready. Time flies. Now all I have to do is find a way to get to the airport. On time. I know! I'll just text Alex to come and pick me up and take me there. He owes me anyway for eating the last oreo in my hand last month. Boy, let me tell you, he regretted it soon after he saw my expression.  I grabbed my iphone and texted him.

   Me: Hey dipshit!! Come to my houz by 5 so u can take me to the airport. P.S No i'm not going to the FBI hq for testing and no u hav no choice in this.

   Him: You just disturbed my beauty sleep and if you're lying about the FBI part, I never knew you existed. :)

    What an ass. I put my phone back in my pocket just as my dad came in. 

  "Where the hell do you think you're going?" my dad, looking tired, said from my doorway.

  "Maria's wedding in Italy," I said.

  "Who the fuck is Maria?" he asked. Jesus, he is so stupid at times.

  "Maria. Mom's sister's daughter remember? In IT-ALL-EE?" I said slowly, afraid he won't get it. Dad looked lost for a moment before asking,