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He Is My Mate – Episode 1

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HAPPEN 1

 

As Produced by Rachel Romo

 

THEME: Emergency Emergency

 

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Sapphire

 

Have you ever had that feeling that you literally want to break all the damn alarm clocks that has been invented just so you could go back to sleep? I am literally itching to throw this stupid annoying little box across my room but I can’t, it would cost me another 5 dollars to buy my 6th alarm clock this year! Despite the urge to break it again, nevertheless, I smashed it down and covered my face with a pillow and went back to sleep. Finally! Just when I was about to set off to dreamland, my door suddenly flung open.

 

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“Sapphire Kirsten, get your ass up and prepare for school! ” Ugh. Sometimes I actually wonder if my best friend is my mom. I mean come on, she speaks and acts like one! She practically yells at me if I throw my laundry everywhere, she cooks for me (cooking is never in my field of expertise, I’m more at the eating side), and she tells me to study hard for the betterment of my future and all those things mothers usually says! It’s like a mother trapped inside an 18-year old body.

 

“Geez. Rachel it’s like freakin’ 6 in the morning. I need to sleep, more ” I whined as buried my face on the pillow even more but not the extent that I’m suffocating myself. I’d be dead by now.

 

“Hey!” I whined when she suddenly took the pillow away from me and used it to hit me on my butt. Argh.

 

“Well, let me remind you that it’s already 7:00. You literally have like 30 minutes to get ready before school starts. Now, to the bathroom you go,” she said and pulled me up before pushing me towards the bathroom. I sighed in defeat. I’m left

 

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with no choice then. This is our usual morning routine, she wakes me up while I prepare myself to school like a zombie.

 

I should be partying and going to night clubs and all but never in my 17 years of existence in this world, I’ve experienced that. Why? Simple, because I’m obliged to follow the rules and agreements in our Pack. Just like in the human world, I can only get imprisoned, get married and earn my driver’s license until I am 17. And I still need to wait for freaking 6 months until I get to be liberated. Sad life for me.

 

I got out from the shower and slipped on a printed tee and paired it with some skinny jeans. I wore my favorite chucks and turned my hair into a messy bun and finished off with my favorite perfume— Bvlgari. Irritation filled me knowing that it’s already empty, so I ended up using the For her Ferrari perfume. I didn’t feel putting on body spray today and decided to put on perfume rather. Oh, well…

 

“Sapphire!” Rachel roared from downstairs. I immediately grab my bag when my eyes caught the picture frame that was on top of my study table. It was a picture of me and my brother, 11 years ago. I was 6 years old at that time and we were at the playground, I was sitting at the top of the slide with him back hugging me. If I remembered it correctly, this was the time where I got my bruise on my left knee.

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When my parents died a year after (I was then 7), my brother left 4 months after their death. I still remember the pain I felt when I woke up one morning and he was nowhere to be found. I waited for him for hours, days, weeks, months, years but he didn’t came back. I felt alone, abandoned and forsaken. I grab the sticky note that was placed at the border of the picture frame and read it for the gazillion times in 10 years.

 

‘ I’ll be back for you —Sky ‘

 

I made a tsk-ed sound before I slip it in between the pages of my notebook and jogged downstairs and made my way to kitchen. I’ve had enough. I’ve waited for him for freaking 10 years, holding on to that note he left but nothing happened. No one came. No Skyler came.

 

Hey, what’s for breakfa— Holy crap! PORN! Oh, my virgin eyes! ” I cried out as I covered my eyes with my backpack, using it as a shield protecting my innocent eyes from seeing something that is not supposed to be seen.

 

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw Rachel and Hunter, making out in my kitchen. I repeat

 

, in MY dear kitchen!

 

 

If I haven’t mention it to you, Hunter is our Alpha Raven’s son and believe it or not, Rachel is his mate. Soon enough, if Alpha Raven will already back down from his position as the Alpha, Hunter will take over and Rachel will be our Luna. Castes was never a big deal in our pack; we treat each other as if we’re brothers and sisters.

 

“Shut up, Saph. You’ve seen us have sex before so don’t go hysterical over a kiss” she said as a matter of fact. I grimaced as I thought of it.

 

“Please don’t bring back that horrible scene! I am trying my best to forget that,” I said as I sat on one of the stools in the island counter.

 

It’s not like I watched them in purpose. Hell, no I won’t! It was unintentional. I needed to borrow Rachel’s notes and went to her room without knocking and I saw them doing ‘it’. I directly ran after I saw that horrifying scene and never to speak about it again. It’s not my fault they didn’t lock the door! It mortified me! And it haunted me for how many days, I kid you not. I slowly put down my bag and thank goodness I didn’t witness another live show. Phew!

 

“Hey, Sapphire” Hunter greeted and gave me one of his boyish smiles, I gave him a sweet one in return.

 

“Hey!” I greeted back and we did our secret handshake which only the two of us know. Obviously, me and Hunter and close to each other. Rachel tends to get jealous sometimes but she knows we’re only friends, not that I like Hunter or anything. He’s like a brother to me—- a better brother than Skyler, I might add.

 

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As Produced By Rachel Romo

 

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“You are making me jealous, guys” Rachel said as she placed a plate of pancakes with blueberries on the side in front of me. My all time fave!

 

“My baby’s jealous. Don’t worry, I’m all yours to take” Hunter cooed and I can see from my peripheral vision, he hugged her from behind and placed small kisses on her neck. Oh, please. Not again.

 

“Get a room, you guys!” I whined as I took a spoonful of pancakes in my mouth, not caring if it’s not lady-like. Food is my main, alright.

 

It’s not like I’m bitter or anything. I do believe in the sanctity of love, it’s just that, I’ve been longing to be loved for so long that it sometimes make me wonder if there is even love. Yes, Rachel and Hunter are there for me and I’m pretty sure they

 

 

love me (not trying to be conceited or anything) and I’m grateful for that. But, there will be times that I need more than just my friends, I need my family.

 

“Holy, crap! It’s already 7:20! We have like freakin’ 10 minutes left till the bell rings!” I panicked when I looked at my wrist watch. Mama Mia! Without any second thoughts, I yanked Rachel’s hands not caring if I broke their kiss.

 

“Wait, hold on. Let me get my bag!” Rachel said and grab her backpack that’s been sitting on the couch. We were practically running towards the front door when Rachel suddenly ran back to the kitchen and gave Hunter one last kiss. Oh, please! ***

 

“Thank goodness, we made it! ” I screamed in victory and did a slight booty dance. We arrived in school just in time or maybe earlier since the school bell didn’t ring yet. This is a first!

 

“I’ll see you later, alligator” Rachel bid goodbye and quickly went to the other way. Since she’s a year older than me, obviously she’s already a senior while I’m still a junior. I hurriedly ran towards the second floor where the junior’s rooms are located. I plastered a big smile on my face as I twist the doorknob of my classroom and opened it. Curiosity filled me when all of my classmates looked at me as if I’ve grown two heads. Huh?

 

“Ms. Genesis, you’re 15 minutes late. Let me remind you that this is already you’re 4th consecutive late!” our homeroom teacher, Ms. Sparks hissed as I stepped inside.

 

Damn. But I thought my clock said its still 7:20?! I looked at it again and curse the batteries! It’s freaking broken and it stopped at 7:20! Ugh, that explains why I thought the school bell didn’t ring yet when in fact, it already did! “Since this is your 4th day

 

arriving at school late, 1 Hour detention!” she shouted and pointed out the door, gesturing me to go out. I mentally cursed the damn batteries and grumpily went out heading towards the Detention room. Our school was different from the others, well aside from the fact that this is a werewolf school. We value learning and morals rather than grades so clearly, our teachers didn’t care if we get an F as long as we gained knowledge and are disciplined.

 

I didn’t bother to knock and directly went inside the room and as usual, I saw Mr. Franks, sitting comfortably on his swivel chair. “Good morning, Mr. Franks,” I bluntly said and sat on an armchair a few rows from him. I was the only one here

 

 

besides Mr. Frank which led me to wondering. Where the hell is Rachel? She should be here too! This is so unfair! I need justice!

 

“Would you look at that. It’s a pleasure to see you again, Ms. Genesis. Let me guess, you’re late again?” he calmly said but full of sarcasm. Tch. I’ve been in this institution for almost 3 years and ever since, me and Mr. Franks have never been in good terms. He’s too weird and he always opposes to everything I say!

 

Technically, you already know the format so proceed, ” he said and wave his hand around, gesturing me to prosecute while he laid back on his chair feeling as if the world is at his hands. I let out a low growl before I grab a paper and pen and started writing this freaking essay. It wasn’t much of a hassle since I only needed to state my reasons of being late but the fact that I had to fill the whole paper, back-to-back, is complete torture! I’m not even starting, yet but I’m already feeling tired just by the thought of filling this whole paper.

 

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Hall Of Supernatural Stories

 

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I took a glance at Mr. Franks and he was busy picking his nose. Eww. He’s not only weird, he’s disgusting! I need to escape from here before I turn into a psycho! I know, any minute now, Mr. Franks will doze off. Obviously, I’ve been here several times and I’m pretty sure he’ll be sleeping in a few moments.

 

I waited for almost 3 minutes before I finally heard him snore. And true enough, he is already asleep! I stood up, grab my bag and carefully went out without making any sound that could wake him up. And I succeeded! *KRIIIIINGGG*

 

“WARNING. ALL STUDENTS AND TEACHERS ARE REQUESTED TO GO BACK HOME IMMEDIATELY.”

 

Suddenly, the emergency alarm rang. Damn! What the hell is happening? I witnessed how the students started to run towards the fire exit. They were all running, not caring about the people they bumped into. Panic, horrid and fear were apparent in their faces as they shouted, pushing each other.

 

“Run, Sapphire! Dark Monarchy’s here! Go home! NOW!” Ms. Sparks suddenly appeared out of nowhere and held both ends of my shoulder telling me to go home. I was about to open my mouth to speak when a big brown-ish wolf grabbed her and feasted on her body in just a snap. I can hear students shouting in the

 

 

background while I remained on my position, eyes fixed at how the wolf devoured her body. I’m not hallucinating things, am I?

 

“RUN! ” my senses were brought back to reality when one of the students who used to be my classmate grab me by the arm. She held a tight grip on my forearm as we ran through the hallway, avoiding the dead bodies scattered on the floor. Our pack’s not weak nor that strong. But compared to Dark Monarchy, we’re nothing. They’re one of the strongest packs in the Lycan World.

 

The stairs was having a stampede and we couldn’t pass through. Damn, I need to make a move! I removed her hold from me and head towards the staircases heading upstairs. I could hear her calling my name but I chose to ignore her and ran upstairs towards the rooftop floor and locked the door. There’s only one access to this area and I’m pretty sure no one will see me here.

 

I took a slight peek from the edge of the rooftop where I can clearly see what’s going on outside the campus. I could see my schoolmates being killed and dead bodies laid aro

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und the cold ground. Some of the seniors that are part of the pack’s warriors tried to fight back but they were outnumbered. And they were too strong.

 

I tried my best not to make any sound as tears flowed down from my eyes. Oh, sht! I need to contact, Rachel! I grab my phone and just my luck, its empty batt. Damn, why did I stayed up all night playing COC?! I tried mind linking her but I got no response. I tried everything I could to contact her but I receive no response at all. I leaned on the fire wall and succumb to the floor. Oh Moon Goddess, please watch over my best friend… She’s the only one I have left.

 

I managed to stand on my feet as I looked again through the edge. For some

 

reason, I felt the need to look down at the ground floor and it kind of scares me.

 

And there, I saw him.

 

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