I'm Mated to a Stalker?

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

"Well?" my dad asked, giving me a suspicious glare. I flinched away from his gaze and tried to draw some courage.

"Um, well, his name is Zavier. He's the new kid at school and we started hanging out...," I tried to think of an end to my lie. I couldn't so I just trailed off and stared at the ground. My dad's glare softened as much as it ever does and he motioned me over to him. I walked over only to recieve a hug.

"Does he make you happy?" he asked. I nodded slightly and looked at him with a confused expression.

"Honey, if he makes you happy then I'm happy. I just want you to be sure." I smiled at him, but it slowly faded as his next statement suck in. "You do realize I'm still going to want to meet him and interrogate him, right?"

I sighed, nodded, and walked out of the kitchen to go to my room. Well, that definitely could have gone worse. I was slightly glad that he didn't interrogate me that badly, but I feared for Zavier. I didn't see anything at all wrong with him, but my dad seems to be able to find the smallest of flaws.

I spent the rest of the day in my room reading, on my computer, and texting people. At around seven, I went out to the kitchen and ate dinner before starting my homework that was online. I didn't go today and I'd like to be caught up when I went back tomorrow. I managed to finish everything by ten and was in bed ready to go to sleep at midnight. I texted Joey that I had something important to tell her tomorrow. She sent back an okay which probably meant 'sure, okay, whatever, I'm gonna go to sleep now...*snore*'. I chuckled at her and then put my phone down before I fell asleep.

I woke to the sound of my alarm and was ready to go within the hour. I had thrown on one of my favorite shirts that said, 'Stop Making Sense' with a pair of studded booty shorts that had checkered suspenders attached, Toms black canvas shoes, and my nerd glasses necklace. I threw my hair up into a high ponytail and straightened it along with some make-up. I had purple smokey eyes and a thin line of eyeliner, along with my clear mascara.

I put on my glasses and I froze when everything was blurry. It took me a few minutes to remember that I was a werewolf, I didn't need glasses or contacts, and that I had a mate, Zavier. It was then that I remembered I had left my truck at school when I left with Zay. I growled under my breath and called Joey. It rang about three times before she finally picked up.

"What do you want! It's earlyyyy!" she whined.

I chuckled and told her about my predicament. She agreed to come pick me up and that she would be here in twenty minutes. I told her that she better and went inside to eat some waffles before I left. I looked longingly at the box of doughnuts and decided to grab one for me and on second thought, grabbed one for Joey, too. Luckily she kept her word and was here in exactly twenty minutes with a very growling stomach. I gave her a grateful smile and handed her the doughnut, giving me the same smile in return. I turned back to the front after throwing my bag in the back seat and pointed out the windshield.

"Onwards, Signore!" I said. She glared at me, but did as she was told.

After about a ten minute drive to school, we arrived at the god-forsaken place with about ten minutes to spare. I climbed out of the car only to be rushed into a warm, bear hug that smelled like the Hollister cologne. I tensed at first, but relaxed once I realized who it was.

"I was so worried when I didn't see you here, but your car was. Oh my god, don't ever do that to me again, alright?" he said, squeezing the life out of me. I turned around and gave him a big hug to reassure him that I was fine.

"Mark, calm down, I'm fine. God, stop worrying!" I said the last statement with a smile. He leaned down to kiss me on the cheek, but paused when there was a loud growl.