《The Reject》Chapter Six - Vanity
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Chapter 6 - Vanity
Vanity (pictures in magazines, movie screens)
Vanity (there is a camera, so many beauty queens)
Vanity (it’s so good to be)
Fabulous and glamourous, we love ourselves and no one else
Va-va-va-va-vanity va-vanity, va-va-va-vanity ~ Vanity – Lady GaGa
“So… which pack and when do we leave?” As soon as I asked that, Grey’s face showed anger. His jaw was clenched and his hands were balled into fists. A bad feeling settled in me and I got the answer to my first question. I paled and Ashley shook my shoulders before hugging me, tight. I never really understood that girl but I could care less at the moment.
“We leave on Friday night. The tickets have been sent by the palace.” He walked towards me and hugged me. I immediately put my hands around his neck and he whispered “I’m so sorry, J. I couldn’t go against the Royal’s wishes. I wish I could though.” He removed his arms from around my waist but kept them there. He kissed my forehead like he always did and walked towards the forest that led towards the pack house which wasn’t that far away.
I looked around to see my pack looking at me with sad smiles. I gave them one of my own and said “I’m fine. Just need to run and clear my head.” They nodded and I ran the other way into the forest, stripping as I did.
Friday is just two days away.
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Third Person POV
Noah looked at the training ground that currently had the whole Teenager’s pack house. They were really out of shape and he didn’t want anybody else having to have their life ended ruthlessly by the Hunters that were headed to their town.
He had no choice but to request the Fighters to help them train to fight and win against the Hunters. He had to leave out the fact that they were teenagers themselves.
Noah didn’t want them, he wanted to train the group of teenagers that were currently taking a break after five minutes of running, himself but the Alpha, his father, wouldn’t let him, saying that the King and Queen approve of the group themselves.
Evan and Mama Ebony had continued their lives like they used to but, sometimes you would see them smiling to themselves or with tears in their eyes. They missed Jessie so much that they would gladly leave this pack to be with her.
Evan loved his sister more than he would even love his mate and Jessie loved him the same. Mama Ebony was a mother to Jessie and she was a daughter to her. But knowing that she was happy was almost enough for them. Almost.
Evan didn’t let his personal problem get in the way of teaching. He knew that even though the werewolves deserved his cold shoulder, the humans only thought that the girl named Jessie had transferred to another school.
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That’s how the Full Moon pack was. They just forgot about Jessie. The only exceptions that thought about her sometimes were Mama Ebony, Evan and… Noah. He couldn’t forget the fact that he would never have his True Mate. He could easily mark another girl but she wouldn’t be his True Mate. Jessie could care less about being with her True Mate. She would be more than happy with being with someone that loved her and vice versa.
She had moved on… but he didn’t.
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Jessie’s POV
I had a brilliant idea while I was running. An idea that I was gonna share with my pack right now.
“So, what’s this idea you want to tell us? If you think we’re gonna leave you here, then that idea is a flop.” Grey said as he sat on the couch in the living room with the others. I rolled my eyes. “Why would I want you guys to leave me? I just had a brilliant plan that would let me know how the pack was without me doing all their work.” I heard everyone growl.
“Relax, guys. It’s all over.” I was the one who usually had to comfort them about my past while it should be them comforting me. My pack is awesome. The sarcasm isn’t needed, though. They really are awesome.
“Well, what’s the plan?” Sam said impatiently. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes again. That would just make it look like I had something in them.
“I’m gonna need a disguise!” I grinned while they all just looked at me with confused eyes. “What for?” Sam asked again. This time, I rolled my eyes. How much more impatient could he get?
“Look, Grey, you once told me that I could change my scent,” I looked at him “right?” He nodded, catching on to what I was gonna do.
“You said that I could change my scent into one of a human or another werewolf. I’m going to go back to my town as a human and I’m gonna spy on my pack. I really wanna see them suffer. Like they made me. I’m gonna be an annoying human that tags along with you.” I saw him hesitate and so I immediately turned on my puppy face.
“Please, Grey! This might be my only chance at revenge! I’ll tell them it was me before we leave. I mean, can you just imagine their faces? Wait, you can’t do that since you haven’t even met those horrible people. I’ll even introduce you to Mama Ebony and Evan! Please!”
He looked at me and then at the rest of the pack. They all nodded, knowing how much I wanted this. I of course wanted to make them pay for what they did to me all my life. Cinderella had it easier than me! At least she wasn’t beaten till she was bruised badly! They of course faded after an hour or two, thanks to my werewolf healing. I didn’t have to wear make up to school unless I was beaten in the morning which was usually because the breakfast wasn’t good enough or the laundry still had stains.
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Grey nodded after thinking for two more minutes. And when he did, I couldn’t stop myself from jumping on him and giving him a big hug along with a lot of thank yous.
I was grinning like a mad woman but I didn’t care. I was finally gonna make them pay.
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Today’s gonna be our last day at this school for a long time. Everyone’s bags were packed. I had helped Ashley because she was bringing almost all of her clothes. Her reason was that we didn’t know how long we would stay. I made a bet with Grey that when we return, she will have two more bags with her because she will surely buy a lot more from there. She wanted me to use my WW (White Wolf, cool right? I guess not…) speed because… well, she was just bored.
The girls had given me a makeover the day before, after school.
I now had even darker hair than before and had light brown contacts. Which didn’t look that much fake because of my green eyes. I also had to straighten my hair everyday. (Alex Pettyfer… *sigh*)
Lily made me go shopping with them for different clothes. So now I wear lighter colored clothes along with different types of hats, caps and hoodies to hide most of my face. I must say, I liked the new type of clothes I had to wear. At least they weren’t uncomfortable like I thought they were gonna be.
Now the only problem will be they pull towards my mate. Even if he won’t recognize me, it’s our souls are tied together. Hence, the term soul-mates. The pull won’t be of love, it will be of lust. And no way do I want to kiss someone that used to abuse me just for pleasure!
So, now I’m with Ashley and we’re singing along to the radio as we go. Grey’s in the car ahead of us and the other two cars are behind. We both couldn’t stop laughing at all. I was wearing an orange tank top with white shorts and a white cardigan. On my head was a white hat that had a beige ribbon tied around it. I actually liked it.
The GPS says that we’re gonna probably reach in thirty minutes. Strangely, I’m not nervous at all. I mean, I should be, right? Because I’m going back to the people that abused me my whole life!
I looked out the window and recognized the familiar road that lead to the mall. I remember having to carry the bags of the hundreds of girlfriends of the high ranker’s kids. It was torture. They bought more clothes and jewelry than needed for a lifetime every month. I don’t wear any jewelry at all. And no uncomfortable clothes, either in case I need to shift.
Soon, I could see the house that I grew up in come into view. Bad memories instantly flooded my mind. Ashley caught my hand and gave it a squeeze. I smiled at her and said “Guess it’s time to turn on the human, huh?” She grinned and nodded without a reply.
I let the human side of me get stronger, resulting in a completely human scent. “This is seriously so effective, I can’t even smell your wolf at all!” She exclaimed as we followed Grey’s car inside the gates. “Let’s just hope it stays that way.” I said as I took in a deep breath. Nothing had changed at all. Same bushes, same trees, same paint, same doors, same everything.
“Of course nothing has changed!” I told myself “Why would it? It’s not like that I mattered that much to anyone, other than Evan and Mama Ebony.” I shook my head as I took in a breath.
“You ready?” Ashley asked me as she parked the car as if we come here every day. I grinned at her “When am I not?” She laughed and we got out of the car.
“Okay, Allyn Leo Lyra.” Grey grinned at me as he came over to our car. “You ready to rock this town?” I looked at him weirdly before grinning “Rock this town? Seriously?”
He rolled his eyes “Hey, I needed to tell you something to make this scene look cool.”
“You actually just made it look lame.” Ashley pointed out as we made our way to the front steps. I remembered to keep my scent on.
“Gosh, the scent thing really works!” Lily said as she made her way here, along with the others. I just winked at her. “Nice hat, Al.” Sam grinned. “I know.” I said as if I wear hats every day. It felt kinda weird. “I picked it out, after all.”
Allyn Leo Lyra. Don’t ask me how we came up with that name. Allyn meaning precious, Leo meaning Lion and Lyra meaning a harp used by Roman Gods. My “name” was chosen by the girls, too. Ashley chose Allyn because it’s starts from “A”, Lilly chose “Leo” because it reminds her of Troy for some reason and Lyra was chosen by Katie for a reason God knows. No pun intended... because, you know, Lyra was the harp the Roman Gods used?
I knocked on the door. We heard many footsteps and the door was opened by none other than the Alpha of the pack, Noah’s father. He was grinning. We all smiled at him and he welcomed us in.
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