My House or Yours

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Daren's POV

When I woke up this morning, I could feel a smile creeping up my face. I get to see my mate today... Even though I might not get to talk to her, I would still get to see her. That's better than nothing, right?

I got up and went to the bathroom; after about 15 minutes I got out of the shower and went to my room. I pulled on a pair of dark jeans, a dark blue tee-shirt, my black leather jacket and black boots. Grabing my book bag, I headed out the door and locked it behind me before heading to my motorcycle. It's a Ducati Monster 696 and she's my baby. I bought it as soon as I got my license; needless to say my mother was not too thirlled about it. It was always, "One day I'm going to get a call saying you've been flattened by a semi-truck," with her.


After pulling into the school parking lot and turning off my bike, I made my way into the school and headed to my first class. Normally, I wouldn't even bother going to any of my classes, but today was different; I wanted to see if my mate was in any of my classes. My first class was chorus which is quite odd because I can't sing worth shit. My mate will definitely be the one singing to our kids at night. When I got to class, a ton of people were already there; we have the ISP kids and the traditional kids put together in all the arts classes and in p.e. I'm a traditional kid, but I do take the ISP honors English class, and I can definitely understand what all those kids go through; the homeowrk load is quite a lot. I don't know how I was put in that class, but evidently, my "writing skills and analysis and understandings of the novels we read," landed me in that class.


After getting a chair from the far side of the room, I sit it in the back of the class near the end of the room and sit down. I take out my IPod and heads phones I start to listen to the song "Thrift Shop" by Macklemore. The music video for this song is hilarious and the song is kind of weird, but the lyrics and the beat are so catchy. Right in the middle of the song I smelt raspberry's and vanilla and I instantly knew it was her. I closed my eyes and breathed in her delicious scent. She walked in with her friend and they go put their things down before going to get their chairs and a music stand to share. I kept staring at her, hoping she'd look my way, but she didn't. I stared at her the entire class and I could hear her singing from all the way back here (vampire hearing). She has an amazing voice and she gets really into the songs too. On some parts of the song that are really high, she'll close her eyes and move her head a little. Other times, her and her friend will look at each other and sing the song to each other trying to be funny. When I see them do that, I can't help but laugh to myself. She is just so adorable.

When class ended her and her friend headed straight out the door, denying me the chance of getting to talk to her. I followed her to her next class to make sure she got there ok, then headed to my second class. I zoned out the whole class, just thinking about her and wondering what she was doing. The bell rang, bringing me out of my thoughts and out of my seat to leave. I walk over to this big tree by the bus parking lot and just sit there for a while, listening to my IPod again. I closed my eyes and let my mind run wild. But instead of thinking about my mate -for once- I think about my parents. I wondered how there life was going; did they miss me, did they regret making me leave? Thinking about them only made me angry, it always dose. Why did I even care? They disowned their one and only son. How could they do that? Why would they do that? It's not like they cared about me anyway; they were always at work and we never spent any time together. They're not worth thinking about. The lunch bell rings, freeing me from my thoughts and I found myself grateful for the loud noise.


Once I got my food, I went to a table as far away from people as possible. I don't need them giving me weird looks and shit. Once I finished my food, I headed to the front entrance of the school waiting by the black gate near the front doors of the main building. The bell rang again, signaling third period and I wait for the sea of people to go by so I didn't get knocked into people on my way to my class. While waiting, I smelt her again. Turning my head to the left, there she was.......with a guys arm around her shoulder. What does he think he's doing touching my mate!?!? Next thing I know, she's staring right at me. I could see lust and confusion in her eyes as they roam up and down my body. My fists clenched in anger seeing my mate in someone else's arms. Then the guy stops them from walking and puts both arms around her from behind and says, "Mine." That really had me going; I would kill this kid if there weren't so many people around. She pulls his arms away from her. "I'm not yours and you know that" she says. He gives her a cheeky grin and says, "I know, but I want you too be." She rolls her eyes and starts to walk away, but before she gets to the doors, she turns and looks at me one last time. I release my fists and relax a little when I look into her eyes. Then she walks through the doors and is gone.

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