OMG I just had a dance (jazz) eisteddfod and some of the costumes were so inappropriate. I was only in the 15/16 and under section so I was like woah. I mean my pants were really short but my groups costume did not make us look like two cent stripers and like geez you see this one girls boobs! ...
Sorry about that rant...
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Once Grace left Luke got really depressed. we saw one final glance of her as she drove away from us and towards the airport and in that moment Lucas howled so loud I swear I could actually hear it. I was a dick for rejecting grace so coldbloodedly but I knew that if I didn't do it straight away Lucas would have gotten too attached and we would have brought grace down with us. and no, I'm not doing drugs or in the mafia or a gang or cult. I'm just a bad person and people around me have been known to get hurt because of it.
On Thursday in the evening Lucas actually seemed kind of active. 'Luke?' I called out to him. 'Lucas!?!' He didn't answer but I had at least got a sign he wasn't dead. he still wouldn't forgive me that I rejected grace And he was determined to get either her or our second chance mate ASAP. After my brief kinda conversation with my wolf I sat down again and took a swig out of the vodka bottle resting on the coffee table. alcohol numbed the pain I was feeling because Lucas was feeling it because of Grace. I looked around my room for something to throw. I am such a fuck up. I took in my chocolate swede couch, my dark brown bed with beige bed sheets, my full dark wood book case and my two doors to my bathroom and wardrobe. So far the only thing that was throwable were my books but I would rather die. then my eyes fell upon the empty vodka, tequila, whiskey, beer, wine and other alcohol bottles that were lying in a heap. my gaze shifted up to my window. Solution.
I flipped the coffee table onto its side and lined it up with the window. I then got pens from my study across the hall and drew a target complete with points on the glass. Finally I pulled the armchair I was sitting in before and the pile of empty and full bottles over to the table. I sat down, picked up a bottle and threw it. It missed. I tried again. it hit the outermost ring of the target. I got angry and pegged a beer bottle as hard as possible towards the target. SMASH. Bullseye.
That's how my days and nights continued. Luke was so restless that I hardly slept. I had a constant headache. On Sunday the boys returned. Tom and Ashton had been making allies and mate searching. I couldn't go because I had to be here for a Skype meeting between many alphas and future alphas. Ashton knocked on my door before entering. "you look like absolute shit." he said as he took in my appearance. "not surprised" I mumbled back. "What the fuck happened?" tom questioned, and I told them everything. I told them about meeting and rejecting grace, about how I didn't know if I made the right choice and about how grace has swapped places with her sister at boarding school. tom said that he met a new girl hanging out with ash (who he had never met before and turned out to be his mate.) I assumed that this was graces sister, Bella. I talked to the boys and tom said that I shouldn't have rejected grace because she is my mate and is supposed and destined to be with me. Ashton said that I should have at least gotten to know grace before rejecting her but consoled me with the fact I have a second chance mate.
During our whole talk Luke was listening intently, keen to get his best friends and deputy's opinions. He finally manned up and talked to me for the first time is almost two weeks, apart from his fact giving phase. 'we need to patch things up with grace and be on good terms with her sister' he said. 'I know' replied, sighing. 'But I'm begging to think that maybe we should just give up in grace and concentrate on our second chance mate. she did reject us.' Lucas refused to give up on grace until we found a new mate, if that was even possible because grace had not accepted our rejection. Life is so confusing. And Luke and I didn't even touch on the subject of if we were even fit to have a mate and the complications and risks of having one (the main reason I rejected grace; I didn't want to hurt her. I tried to pretend she wasn't good enough for me and I didn't like her but that kind of failed...)
the only thing that tom, ashton, Luke and me agreed on was that I needed to look good for the public image. which involved manning up and dealing with and pushing away the pain of mate separation. and actually sleeping. and laying off the boose. Well shit. that's gonna be hard.
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(Totally inspired by Mmm Yeah by Austin Mahone)
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At school I was king of the castle. the school world and universe worshipped me. I leaned against my car, parked in the car park at the front of the school, dressed in a leather jacket, v-neck, cargo pants and skate shoes. of course my almost-blonde hair was messy and I had dark aviators on. I was talking to tom, Ashton and Matthew when the new car pulled up.
The car door opened and a girl climbed out. but she didn't climb it was much more graceful and smooth. I took her outfit in and, damn, she be fiiinnnneeee. But then, scanning me eyes up her body and focussing on her face, I stopped. holy fuck. Grace? I must be imagining things. I could see I had a mate connection with this girl and she looked a hell of a lot like grace but she had to be her sister, maybe even twin sister. she effortlessly slipped on a pair of sunnies and strutted through the car park and into the school. "What's your name" Lucas called out, taking control for a second. she flipped us off. as she walked away I couldn't help but stare at her butt. I wanted to take her there and then. "I'll tap her" someone said and I resisted the urge to growl. I didn't even know her name yet I was already overprotective? damn mate.
All day I smelt her throughout the school.we met eyes once and I swear I got lost and travelled to another dimension. hell, that sounded girly. whenever I got the chance I started at her, drinking in her appearance. this was way better than alcohol. everything about her was perfect; her hair, her nails, her clothes. I couldn't keep Bella out of my mind. yes that's right I found out her name. I sound like a fangirl.
At lunch Lora, Matthew's mate, invited Bella to sit with us. I hoped she would decline but she accepted. Her close proximity was testing my self resolve. Luke seemed to infatuated and basically whipped but when Bella entirely ignored us he got angry and kissed some random, a slut of course.
My feelings were all over the place. for the sake of carter I wanted to stay away from Bella but for the sake of Lucas I didn't. Lucas understood why I didn't want a mate and he felt the guilt and hurt just as much as I did but he also needed a mate. I just prayed that Bella was Graces twin and that I had a second chance mate so I could reject Bella without dying.
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A/N
I hope that wasn't too confusing. it's a while after I started this chapter and I also gad a contemporary eisteddfod. it was so funny because I had to go to a ball after it and I had crazy green and black kinda tribal make up on and my hair was like a teased mohawk. You have no idea how much I wanted to change it but I had no time!
Federer lost the tennis :( oh well....
What do you think of this Jackson POV?
And who the hell is Carter?
And why does Jackson feel guilty and hurt?
Are you confused? I kinda am and I'm writing and know all of the plot twists!
I wonder what graces reaction will be to the fact Bella is Jackson's mate? lol she already knew - twin connection!
I'm rambling
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