7: Finding Day part-1

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Its been a week since that episode of Carly's and she has started taking her meds again. The pack house got tested yesterday and now we are going to have to wait another week for the results. Today, though, is a very special day for every wolf over the age of fifteen. Today, as my pack calls it, is Finding Day. This is the day that every instinct and hormone in your body sparks up and focuses on your mates, searching for your mate, human, werewolf or even vampire.  I get out of bed feeling anxious and overall like I just ate a hormone filled pill; I don't like it.

Walking into the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror and it isn't me, it's trash. Frantically I fix my face to make me look like a presentable person, then I get dressed. A white flowing top that has a v-neck and an almost entire lace back, some black skinny jeans and white high heel booties. For jewelry I put on my locket like usual and a white lace choker and a simple clear bead bracelet. As I look at myself again a knock echoes from the door. 

Opening it I see the twins. Carly has a pair of sweats and a black tank top on with flip flops. Summer is the opposite, she is wearing a wine red knee length dress with lace sleeves, her heels match with open toe booties. "Wow, you look amazing Summer. Carly I like your approach. How do I look?" I ask as I spin in a circle. Summer giggles as she gives me a thumbs up and Carly groans loudly while falling backwards onto my bed, "You try too much. You to sum." The world stops spinning and the twins are playing with their shirts and I check the time, 12:36 P.M. "I'm going to do something." 

I knock on Darron's door and it opens after the third thud. He is in a plaid flannel and jeans with boots and messy hair. "Hey. Where are we meeting for the Finding?" I say ignoring the sweet smell of apple and orange. I watch his eyes grow and his breath seems to quicken. "Um, I think one. Look I'm walking with you and the twins, the guys in our pack are going to be crazy. I want you girls to be safe." I nod and hug him. Within the hug tingles that have always sprang sprang harder than ever.  The used to be sparks became fireworks and it told me something that I pushed away.  Walking back to my room I feel a real of confusion come over me until the girls ask a simple question, "What happened?" I stare at the wall, "I think I found my mate. . ."


Do you think that he's her mate? Happy holidays! :)

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