I'll Never Be Your Mate

Chapter 16

I woke up when something bounced on me. No I was wrong, it was someone since Sarah familiar voice sang in my ears "come on wake up wake up". I grumbled and faced the other side to sleep.

"Oh no you're not going to sleep again. Get up and now!" she barked practically dragging me out of the bed. I groaned and left for the bathroom. She needed to wake me just when I was having a nice sleep. After I brushed my teeth and took a bath, I came into the bedroom with a towel. Sarah was sitting on the bed spacing around while waiting for me.

We must be going somewhere for her to come and wake me up. It was weird for her to do that. Well she usually does that back home but ever since she met Nike, she never got time to do that. I went to wardrobe and looked out for something to wear "Are we going somewhere?" I asked while still searching, breaking her out of her thoughts. "Oh yeah, we're going to the mall, wear something nice." She smiled widely.

I furrowed at her and she answered the question I have in my mind, "we're going to night club tonight". I nodded my head in understanding. I put a black jean and a light blue denim shirt that rolled at elbow and buttoned up. I paired it with a black ankle boot that have a small heels and I let my brown hair waved down. While I put eyeliner and gloss, Sarah did a touch up.

"Let's go" she said as I finished. We went down the stairs and entered the kitchen. There, Stella was at the counter. She was making pancakes. "Good morning" I greeted.

She turned her head and smiled. "Good morning" she greeted back and continued with her task. I put two pancakes in a plate and sat down to the kitchen island. I put chocolate syrup on it and ate. It's really delicious, I moaned as the chocolate smoothen on my tongues. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the delight. The girls laughed, they always make fun of me about the sound I made when eating. I rolled my eyes.

Sarah went to make her coffee and I continued to eat. Jake entered the kitchen. He wore a white t shirt with his black sleeves stop at his forearm and a washed blue jean. He paired it with a short brown boot. He greeted and smiled at everyone. The girls smiled back. When his eyes land on me, his smile changed to a smirk. I rolled my eyes again and enjoyed my breakfast. He grabbed some pancakes and sat at the other end of the table, to my right. He dug in his food. When I lifted my head up as I took a mouthful bite, I saw Sarah and Stella looked dreamily and probably drooling at Jake. I frowned, swallowing the food. Something don't seem right.

Just then, Nike and Brandon came into the room. They took a seat. Brandon sat next to Jake and Nike, beside me. They grinned like idiots when they saw we are having special breakfast in our plats today. Nike waited for Stella to prepare some more so that he can have his. We looked up at the girls only to see that they are not by the kitchen counter where they were before and that now, they were walking towards Brandon and Jake. But the boys didn't seem to notice that as Brandon playfully ducked his hand in Jake's plat to steal his food but in return, earned a slap on his hand and a scowl from Jake. He laughed at Jake's expressions but his laughs died when he saw hands sliding in front of him, on Jake's chest.

Brandon and Jake's eyes popped out. Jake's body rigid immediately. Our eyes followed the hands to its owner and found Sarah and Stella wrapped their arms around Jake's torso and were roaming theirs hands up and down. They sighed in pleasure. Nike's eyes widen as it became darker. Stella even went to kiss Jake's neck. Jake's face paled like a ghost and his rigid body was like a status. Growls left out from Brandon and Nike. They quickly left their seat and dashed toward their girls and snatched them from Jake and pushed them far from him. Nike seized Sarah against the wall with her hands above her head as she squirmed in his arms like she wants to go back to Jake.