Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

He looked at me, still, and I drew in a long and deep breath. He had to know, I reminded myself. But... What if he didn't want me?

No.

Don't think like that, he will accept his mate for the geek she is, and we will fall in love, and get married, and have a beautiful future together.

"What is it Aralyn?" He said, sounding worried. Awh, was all I could think, watching him sit there, in those faded and ripped jeans, that Hollister shirt, and his hair all messy and unbrushed.

I wanted to jump that boy. Woah! What did I just think?!

Oh god. "Well. You know what happens when we touch?" That was where I wanted to shut up. But then he put his hand on my knee, and I felt it.

"This?" He said, poking my in the leg, me still in my short shorts. It felt like I was being jabbed with a fireplace poker, and I screamed.

"Yes! Yesss! I know, I know! Yes, Stop!" I said laughing my head of.

"Okay Aralyn. Well, what about it... Wait. Do you know what it means?!" I laughed a little nervously this time. He wasn't going to want to be with me.

Maybe if I didn't tell him, I could keep innocently flirting with my male-hooker of a mate, without him knowing, right?

No, that wouldn't be fair to him...

"Well, it means. Well, just a random question, Uhh. Ha, uhm, ha ha. Well do you know what mates are?" I said.

"Ofcourse. Two people destined to be together. They feel certain things around eachoth-" His eyes widened oh so slowly, and I closed mine.

I knew this tiny simple thing we barley just started would end this minute.

"Oh- Oh god! No way, not you! I thought my mate would be popular and sexy, not a freakin' geek! I am not planning on being your mate, and I hope you didn't plan on being mine."

He took a quick breath, then began to walk away. "Wait..." I said, my heart breaking with every little bit of breath I had to let out.

"What! Want to ruin the rest of my day?!" I looked down, and a tear fell from my eye, followed by more and more.

"Just go! Why would I want y-you anyway! You are just a j-jerk... Just leave me alone." I said, and then ran in my house, crying my heart out.

On the way in my mom had tried to get me, by grabbing my elbow, but I shook her off, and she just let me go.

She knew he rejected me, and you know what? Rejection hurts.

It hurts so bad, knowing your mate doesn't want you. That he is saving himself for all the whores he can rummage up in our school.

Its hurts knowing he actually told me why he didn't want me. I was a geek, though. A loser. I wasn't pretty. I had plain hair, eyes, everything.

I ran to my room, and pulled the curtain to my window.

I flopped down on my bed, and my chest heaved, waiting for a second to finally pour out everything I had in me.

~Aiden's Point Of Veiw~

It killed knowing I made her cry, but I couldn't have a mate. I just had other things to worry about, and she was not one of them.

I didn't need some naggy bitch on my tail all the time. I mean, did she ever wonder why I'm single? That way I don't get in trouble.

It wasn't going to be the same now. Now that I knew my mate was right there next to me. That she was just a window away, and she was probably crying her delicate little heart out.

All because of me.

Me and my stupid ego.

Me and my stupid need to be popular.

I opened my curtain to my window, and hers was shut. She wasn't sitting there smiling, and looking at me daringly.

Oh man, what did I do now? Why did she have to matter so much to me? I mean, really. It wasn;t easy for me either!

This girl was like a rollercoaster ride. I got the ups and downs, and the spins, all in knowing her for about 2 or 3 days.

Mates.

God, oh god, did she own me right now. She had me trapped with some invisble forcefeild, only for mates, and I didn't mind.

Was that bad?

I sat on my windowsill, and leaned my head against it. God, get it together, dude! I said to myself, but I knew this girl was my mate.

Couldn't she have kept it to herself? Made it easier for me.

I couldn't even imagine how she must feel right now. I rejected her! Oh man. Now I felt bad. I was Aiden, when did I ever feel bad?

I closed my eyes tightly, and let dreams of Aralyn swim through my mind.

Those eyes.

That body.

Those lips.

Her...

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