Natasha's POV
"Marcus! That's mean! Don't say that!" I scolded my best friend jokingly. He was making fun of a girl at our school, while we were at the mall. She was one of those blonde bimbo's that just couldn't get enough sex. She had just got dumped by some random guy, and now Marcus was laughing his ass off.
"Sorry Ash, it was just too-" He burst out laughing again. I couldn't help but crack a smile too, it was hilarious. Her reaction when the guy walked away from her, was funny. She started stomping and acting like a gorilla, basically. But I knew I shouldn't laugh, because I had also got rejected by my mate. But then again, she got rejected by a random guy, not her mate.
"Okay, okay, let's go." I said grabbing onto his arm and pulling him out of Aeropostale, and led him to the food court.
"I'm craving pizza." Marcus randomly said, and I nodded agreeing with him. "Same, pepperoni and extra cheese." I grinned at him as he pinched my cheeks. "Best part about you, you are not like other girls, you don't eat dumb ass salads." He said, patting my head, as if he was applauding me.
"Okay first of all, I hate all vegetables, like hate them. Only ones that I like is lettuce, cucumbers, and carrots. That's it. So why would I waste money and get a salad? Like, hello logical thinking? When your out, eat something like a burger, you can make a salad at home, easily." I ranted, and I had a feeling that Marcus was blocking me out.
"Uh huh yeah, cool Natasha." He said, absentmindedly. I glared at him and he laughed. "I'm sorry, but I just said something and you give a whole rant on why you don't like salad. That's cool." He said, and I slapped his arm.
"Thanks for listening to my rant, now shut up and let's go get some PIZZA!" I said, and skipped in between tables and to Pizza Hut. While we waited in line, I thought about my life.
I had met Marcus when I was 16, in high school. I had started to rent out a house, and had enough money to pay rent for three months. In that three months, I befriended Marcus, and I guess he heard I was alone. He had let me stay in his home until we reached college and moved out to his parent's apartment. I gave his parents money to help pay for the rent of the apartment, but they never took it. I was really close to Marcus and his family and I owe them my life basically.
Now I was eighteen and graduating in three days. My nineteenth birthday was in five days, and to say I was excited was a understatement. Here in Canada, being nineteen years old meant that I can now legally drink. (A/N: LOL, I don't know about that, but I do believe that's correct :P)
It has been 3 years since I had left and I was planning on never coming back. Here in Vancouver, I felt more at home then anything. Back in L.A, I felt alone, nobody liked me. Which is why I don't want to go back.
Well, even if I did come back, I'll be glad that I had actually fulfilled my promise. I lost all my weight when I joined the gym, dancing, and all my school sports teams. Yeah I sucked at sports ( I really do, I suck so bad.) Everyone there basically wanted to kick me out.
My acne had all gone thanks to all the face-washes I had bought, and when puberty stopped and my hormones calmed down. Now I never broke out.
I was more confident.
I actually looked..pretty.
I have dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. I also have really pale skin and wavy blonde hair. But then again, I still bet you Logan would reject me.
Speaking of Logan....
My wolf was calling Logan's wolf every hour, whimpering in sadness and missing him. I knew she was still mad and sad about the rejection. I could say the same thing for myself. I missed Logan. After all, he was my mate, and before the mating, he was my crush.
"Seriously Ash, you are my best friend, but you space out, a lot," Marcus said, walking up to the counter, ordering our pizza.
"Sorry Marcus, I can't help that your SO boring." I said jokingly, grinning like a evil mastermind.
"Whatever! You know you love me." He winked, and started to talk to the girl at the cashier station thing.
"I'm forced to love you, babe." I said, in mock sadness. I looked down, to hide a smile that would ruin our roleplay thing.
He turned around to look at me and fake gasped, faking hurt. "You kill me, seriously." He said, clutching his heart in sadness.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing. The lady looked at me weirdly, as she passed the pizza boxes to Marcus.
"Well, what do you want for your birthday?" Marcus randomly asked me, biting into his pizza piece.
"Nothing, I already have everything I want." Everything, except for Logan.
"Hey, what if we go to Disneyland?" Marcus blurted out, and I raised an eyebrow. To tell you the truth, I have never been there. My dad used to take all the pack kids in the summer, except for me.
"Do you want to? I have never been there," I said, honestly.
"Yeah! And Universal Studios and Knottsberry Farm! Man, those places were fun to go to." Marcus said, drifting off and staring into space. I'm the only one who spaces out? Yeah right, Marcus. You do too.
"How are we gonna afford it though?" I asked sadly, getting back to reality and remembering I barely have enough money to even get by now.
"Uh hello? My parents are rich remember?" Marcus said, in a duh tone, catching a few looks from girls in the pizzeria.
"Oh right..." I said, trailing off, not exactly knowing what to say.
"Well, let's go to our apartment and start packing and booking tickets." Marcus said, grabbing a napkin and wiping the grease off his fingers.
"Okie dokie." I said, and nodded, eating the best part of the pizza; the crust.
Me and Marcus shared an apartment because, well we are going to college together and instead of staying in dorms, we could just have our own apartment close to campus.
In the time span of 2 hours we we're able to get a ticket 2 days before my birthday and all pack.
But I couldn't help but think, I'm going back to Anaheim...so I MIGHT see them all...oh damn.
Marcus' POV
I felt bad for Natasha.
I knew what she was a werewolf, I was also a werewolf. And in fact, Logan was my cousin, but our families barely saw each other because his Dad was an Alpha and my dad was a beta to a different pack.
I decided to only take her to Disneyland so then at least Logan can see her. Last thing I heard was that he wasn't exactly in his right mind without her; his mate.
I just hope she takes him back.
Logan's POV
Three years! She has been gone for three years!
I have moved on, with Jenna.
Sorry! But she just looks so much like her! Well sort of, Natasha's hair is just so much more softer. While Jenna's hair is filled with hairspray, Natasha's hair was soft..and natural.
But I just can't help but think maybe things would be different if I hadn't rejected her and now maybe we could have started a family.... Maybe if I hasn't rejected her, I could have had her in my arms this moment.
After searching for her, I know we will never find her. And what hurts the most is that, it's because of me she's gone. If I hadn't rejected her, maybe right now I would be touching her gorgeous hair, playing with our kid.....
But no, I messed up. Royally.
God I need her...
Nathan's POV
Without my sister, I felt empty.
I mean, she's my twin. Shes like the second me. We shared the womb together for nine months. But after that...we were separated because of me. Because of our fucking dunbass low life Dad.
I miss my little sister.
I regret being mean to her.
Mom doesn't really talk to anyone, she's still mad after three years.
She says if Natasha ever came back and forgave us all, she'd start talking to us.
I can tell Lacey misses Natasha.
Kaylee and Jenna don't care, I heard Jenna was already fucking around with Logan.
Dad doesn't even care!
I just wish I had never said anything to Natasha to make her leave, she's my little sister, I will always love her.
And even if she never forgives me, I'll at least tell her that I love her and I regret doing all that stuff to her.
Logan's pretty sad too, whenever he walks past her room, he becomes all sad.
Its all dad's fault.
I hate him.
----
There is a lot of mushy ness in this note so you can skip it of you want LOL
OMG OMG OMG
Words cannot describe how excited I was when I saw there was 41 readers, I literally screamed.
But now? When Rejected is now #136 in werewolf, #418 in romance, and #785 in what's hot, I did a happy dance!!
I mean, I'm only eleven, turning twelve next month and I already am in all of those, I sure am proud of myself :P haha. MY DREAM HAS FINALLY COME TRUE!
But if it wasn't for you readers, I'd probably be sulking and wishing that i had readers, but now I do have readers, and maybe there's only about 500, it still means a lot to me, so thank you once again!!!
LOVE YOOOOU ALL!
hayley