I'm not tinkerbell!

Chapter 7

I'm so sorry I've been MIA, thank you so much for actually reading and commenting, appreciate it 😊 so let's get back to it!!

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After everything I've learnt today, the fact that I'm chase's mate, I'm some old fairy and there's some crazy stone knocking around that's keeping me alive. I now have to endure my parents and the rest of Midnight pack gushing over Chases new little 'mate'. I'm thinking of hijacking the ball and doing a real dramatic, [please read this using your most dramatic Kate winslet in titanic 'I'll never let you go jack' (liar) voice] "I'm your real mate chase, take me instead, look I'm like a penguin, find me this magic pebble thing of mine and I'll be forever yours."

Don't sweat, I'm not going to do that.

You better not. Oh here she goes pipping up again with no better suggestions just telling me how stupid all my ideas are.

Nothing to say now have you, ay?

So I'm about to walk through the front door, knowing full well I'll be attacked by my mother on why I'm not ready, why I look like I've just been slapped in the face, why I'm not thrilled to be meeting the new Luna (even though it should be me technically, which I'm obviously going to love seeing). Anddddd here we go:

"Where the hell have you been Jess"
"What have you got on"
"Look at the state of your hair, is that a twig?"
"You look like you've just lost your biscuit in your brew, smile Jess, smile, were meeting the new Luna!"
"Oh good god look at the time"

"Mum, we've literally got another 1 and half before we need to leave, they live 5 minutes away, would you chill. And I'm fine thank you for asking."

"I haven't even started on my hair oh god, the lasagne, SOMEBODY GET THE LASAGNE OUT THE OVEN!" She starts running round the house frantically while I just look at my dad like, 'why'.

"Don't worry princess, I'll sort everything, you go get ready" Dads forever the level headed one.

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So what the hell do you wear when you're meeting your mate and his supposed mate, and you're unsure whether he knows your his real mate or whether he doesn't feel it, or he's just an idiot and doesn't want me? And do I want him to accept me as his mate? Is this like a smart/casual dress situation or? There's no amount of googling that can help me on this one. WWBD?! (What would beyonce do).

Chlo, you've got to help me, what the hell do I wear? - I text Chloe in the bid to save my sanity.

2 mins later...
Be over in 5 girl, get yo wardrobe ready!😉

Please don't let me have made a huge mistake inviting her over.

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'Is this it?' Chloe asks puzzled whilst staring at my jeans and favourite worn out top on the bed.

'Ughhh, I don't wanna go. If I wear something that makes me look like I just rolled out of bed, my mum won't force me to go.' I said whilst cocooned with my duvet on the floor in the corner of my room.

Chloe just sighs. 'Right, you need to tell me what's going on, I thought you didn't have feelings for him anymore, it'll be over before you know it, I promise you'll find your mate sooner or later!'

'Ha. Very much sooner rather than later.' I huffed.

'Oh my god. Did you find your mate?! Did you find your mate and you didn't tell me?! You sly dog you, omg what's he like! Have you kissed, oh share all the juicy deets, leave nothing out!' She squeals excitedly whilst jumping to lie flat out on my bed.

'Well. Erm, he's attractive'

'Anddddd, come on I want, no I need more! Have I met him? Is he from my pack?'

'Oh yeah you've met him alright.' I replied sarcastically.

'OMG! Who is it, you've got to tell me!' At this point, she's now jumping up and down on the bed.

'Guess.' She's a clever girl, she knows me well.

'Okay okay. So I know them, soo they're obviously from my pack. You've only met them recently because otherwise you would have known already? Right?'

I nodded.

'Erm. Oo, Tyler the new boy! Oh good pick, he's hot!'

'Nope. Guess again.'

'Give me more!' She shouts exasperated.

'Okay, one more clue. Black glitter.' I say while staring her dead in the face.

'Oh crap.'

'Yeah, I know.'

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'So, Chase is your mate?'

'Yep' I said popping the 'p'.

'But, what about Ariana?'

'Who?' What, Ariana grande? What the hell has she got to do with this.

'That's chases, erm, er, girl-girlfriend? That's her name. So, I take it that she's not really his mate then?' Chloe says whilst climbing down from the bed to sit down on the floor next to me.

'Well to be honest, I don't really know what's going on with all that. I was hoping to try an catch him on his own and just, I don't know, force some sort of explanation out of him? I mean what if he doesn't know I'm his mate? What if he thinks that this Ariana girl really is his mate, I can't be responsible for breaking that up. I don't want to force him to like me. But I just don't think I can live here watching the two of them if he has no clue whatsoever about us.' Barley whispering out the last part.

'Why wouldn't he know though? He must feel something. Do you feel something?' Chloe quizzed squeezing my hand.

'I suppose I always have, I just thought it was a crush, at first he annoyed me, always pushing other boys away from me, even when we were like, 6! And he always kinda picked on me. And then we turned 13 and we had that little relationship sort of thing. But as soon as he turned 16 and shifted, he just upped and left. No explanation, no goodbye. Nothing. What does that mean Chloe. I clearly care for him but I hate him at the same time.' I choke out. Chloe comes round to comfort me.

'It's alright Jess, we'll sort it out. We'll sort it out.'

'Thank you.' I whisper.

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I promise to try and update on a regular basis! And possibly try and make a longer chapter. Thank you again for reading, let me know what you think, it's been a while since I've written! (As you already know 😉)