THE KICK ASS GIRLS

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CHAPTER TWELVE:

Sapphire's POV:

I pulled into the driveway as I checked the time 4:32pm that is excellent I thought as I hopped out of the car and opened the boot.

"Stephnie, get your ass out here and help me" I yelled as I left Stephnie here to get the house ready for tonight. I smiled as I remembered that o had invited the whole student body to my party. I didn't expect everyone to come but I expect most people to come seeing as it is a party.

Stephnie came out of the house smiling as she walked up to me. "Sapphire, you will never guess what someone just dropped off for the party" she smiled even wider.

"Let me guess a dead Rosella or a dead Rachelle?" I asked hoping it was in fact both that was dead.

"Nope, I'll give you a clue. You smoke it and it makes you happy" she smirked,  get that smirk off your face lady, did she say what I think she just said.

"Really?" I asked hopeful that it was canibis. I maybe use to do drugs, I mean don't judge. If you had a crap life like mine then you would have to.

"Yes, really!" She smiled.

Tonight is going to be the party of the year.

Stephnie's POV:

I heard a knock on the door as I finished setting up the stereo.

"Hang on a minute" I yelled as made my way out of the lounge room and to the front door.

I ripped open the front door to find a guy standing there. He had dark chocolate brown hair, blazing blue eyes and a toned body, damn. You could see his toned chest through his tight v neck white shirt.

"Hi, can I help you with something?" I asked after a minute of staring at his toned chest.

"Hi, I am Camron, I go to your school, there was a flyer there and I saw there is a party at this address" he smiled while holding up the flyer.

"Yes there is, but aren't you a bit early?" I asked confused.

"I know but I got this for the party and if I take it home then I wont be aloud out tonight, so if you don't mind can I keep it here so that I can actually come?" He asked kindly while holding up a package.

"Sure, make sure to come" I smiled and took the package off of him.

We said goodbye before I closed the door and walked back into the lounge room to finish stetting up.

About an hour later I heard a car pull into the driveway.

"Stephnie, get your ass out here and help me" Sapphire yelled at me. I smiled and headed out to help her.

Niall's POV:

I pulled into the driveway and walked to the front door. As I reached into my pocket to pull my keys out the front door swung open

I looked up to see my mother standing there smiling like a fool.

"Hey mum" I smiled and hugged her "why are so happy?" I asked curiously.

"Well, you and Harry are going to have either a little brother or sister" she smiled and let me into the house.

"Really?" I asked after I got over the initial shock. That is really disgusting to know I thought to myself.

"Yes!" Mum said excitedly while closing the front door.

"Mum, I need to talk to you" I said seriously while looking down at the ground.

"Oh my god, you didn't get a girl pregnant did you?" Mum asked all signs of happiness left her face and all that was left was seriousness.

"What! No" I almost yelled "I found my mate today, the weird thing is she has the same tattoo as me, a blue heart on her right wrist, just like mine" I said looking up and watched as her face fell.

"That is weird, but I am happy you found your mate" she said while forcing a smile. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a hug before telling me she had to finish her work, she gave me a small smile and walked off.

Niall's mum's POV:

I walked off from Niall and up the stairs. "Richard" I called to my Husband.

"In her Fiona" he called from the study. I walked in shut the door behind me.

"Richard, I am not the only vamipre in town anymore" I said quickly but quietly.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused, and yes I am a vampire who is a warewolves mate.

"Niall's mate is a vampire" I said hushed.

*Fiona a vampire?? Does this mean Harry and Niall are half vampire and half warewolf?? And Fiona pregnant?? *

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