His Unwanted Mate

Chapter- 2

I ran out the school. My face was probably so red. I whipped the tears. Oh god, I probably look a mess.

"Alina! Alina Wait!"

I turned around hoping it would be Chandler, apologizing. But it wasn't. It was Conor, my science partner. Instantly, I regretted turning around because he looked concerned. He caught up with me and blocked my path.

"Hey, what's the matter?" He asked. Conor was a real sweet heart. He looked like one too. He had soft blonde hair and light blue eyes. He wasn't that tall but he did have a nice bod. His hand touched the back of my arm.

"I'm fine." I tried looking away.

"Alina-?"

"What did you want anyways?" I snapped at him. It was weird because I normally don't snap at people.

"Oh um, we have the project we have to work on.." He said shyly. Now was not the time and I think he suspected that.

"Ill come over your house Tomorrow." I said rushed. I walked away but he kept following me.

"Do you need a ride home?" Conor asked. I did..

"Okay." I mumbled.

"My car's this way." He said with a chuckle. I turned around and followed him this time. His car was old and looked like it could fall apart any minute.

"My house is..."

"Everyone knows where your house is Alina. Even if I'm not in your pack." He was smiling but didn't look at me.

"Okay then." I said awkwardly. I messed around with the radio and settled with a ed sheeran song. Conor made a face.

"What, don't like the red head?" I questioned. Conor shook his head.

"He's to emotional..."

"It's called feelings." I corrected. We sat in silence some more and I was glad that we were almost at my house.

"Speaking of feelings, do you want to talk about what happened earlier?" He asked.
Of course not. I don't even know the guy. I shook my head no as we pulled up at my house. I got out the car and paused as I was about to shut the door.

"Thanks for the ride." I mumbled.
"Anytime.. and hey, Happy birthday." Conor smiled and turned up the ed sheeran song. I could hear it blaring from streets down. I found my self chuckling but stopped myself. Today was not a happy day.

I went inside knowing my mom would be there. I was trying to be as sneaky as I could going up the stairs but she caught me.

"Alina, what are you doing home?" She asked. I didn't turn around, she'd questioned me more.

"I'm not feeling good.." I said starting slowly up the stairs again.

"Do you want me to-?"

"No. I'm just going to get some sleep." I was at the top now.

"Right you need to feel better for your big party tonight." Mom said. I couldn't help but turned around.

"Party?"

"Ah shit! It was supposed to be a surprise.. don't tell your father I told you." She said before going away.

Great, a party. Just what I needed. I plopped down on my bed and buried my face in my pillow.

How could someone who was made for me.. reject me? Am I that ugly? If not that, then what is it?! I screamed into my pillow, my fingers gripped my sheets to the point they ached.