Sixteen

Iris

Finn was a douche, a big douche when he wants to be. Something I did not know about until he placed me in that category of people he needed to be douchy to, all because I told him to find other friends during the time I was going to spend with my mate since I cannot be with him throughout the day as we usually do before Cirdan became my mate. 

I understand that I might not have gone about telling him my mind in the right ways. But I think he should understand, after all he cannot blame me. I had just seen my mate, I would blame every annoying word I said on the bond. 

“Finn.” I called Finn during lunch, waving at him to tell him, I was not sitting at our usual table, surprisingly the table which had always remained empty even when we were not in the Cafeteria was full that day. 

Finn continued moving as if I had not just yelled his name in the Cafeteria, and I knew he