Cassie Booktok Age Novels & Stories

Axel. Cassie stared up at me, the expression in her doe, brown eyes, unreadable, though I could sense the war raging inside her. Her hand hovered over the car door handle, trembling ever so slightly before falling back into her lap, the long extension of her braids moving with her. She parted her lips, ready to argue, but I didn’t give her the chance. “There’s no debate here, Cassie,” I said firmly. “You’re coming with me.”

What the fuck, man! “Yeah, Cassie and I have been friends for over a decade. We met when we were just 7 years old and were inseparable in the last 3 years.” A soft smile graces Nova’s lips, but the realization that they are quite possibly underage hits me hard and I slowly remove my hand from theirs and take a long drink of my beer. FUck! My mind is a mess, my emotions are everywhere and I am in a purple Haze because all I can think about is how much I want this person who is quite possibly both too young for me and whose sex I am clueless about! This is divine torture, but I ama glutton for this punishment because I have never wanted to be with anyone the way I want this violet haired beaut

It wasn't always that way. Cassie grew up as the youngest of three sisters and never felt particularly great about her appearance. For the first 16 years of her life, she looked like a stereotypical awkward teenage tomboy. She wore baseball caps, baggy t-shirts and ragged jeans and could not have cared less about her appearance.

Cassie shrieked. "Really? You are also veering beautiful Cassie." I replied her. "Yeah! You know next week is Alpha Kayden's birthday?" She asked. "What? Really?" How about mating with him on his birthday?!

Cassie’s eyes lit up as she let go my shoulders, her triumphant gasp loud enough to draw a few curious glances. "I knew it! Of course, it was him. He’s your mate, after all." "Keep it down!" I hissed, my eyes darting around the hallway. But Cassie wasn’t one to let things go easily. "The goddess really works in mysterious ways, huh?" she teased. "You’re the future Luna, and now you’ve got the Alpha paying your bills. I can’t wait to turn eighteen next month and meet my mate too." "Better not get your hopes up too much. Remember, I didn’t find mine the day I turned eighteen," I sighed.

“That wasn’t dancing, Cassie. You were posing half-naked in front of strangers with phones out!” “Oh my God,” she groaned, rolling her eyes. “It wasn’t like that! You act like I stripped or something! Zoe lent me her top, someone spilled juice..” “I don’t care what she lent you! You’re seventeen, Cassie!” I shot back, my hands tightening on the steering wheel. “They’re adults. You shouldn’t have been anywhere near that kind of scene!” “Oh, stop pretending you’re perfect!” she yelled, her voice trembling with fury now.

“Hey. I actually liked Twilight. It wasn’t all bad.” I offer a smirk of my own. “Right. And James Patterson actually still writes all his own novels.” Cassie grins. “You’re a literary snob. Aren’t you?” I wave her off, playing the game. “And you my dear are like the rest of your poor, deprived generation: You lack taste, Cassie. Taste.” “Oh.” She tilts her head and cocks an eyebrow. “Taste. That explains all those trashy Mills & Boon books you have in the Romance section.”

the guy murmurs and grabs Cassie's phone to write his number there while I'm just standing here with my shaken-up child in my arms, wondering why is Cassie asking for a guy's number for the first time ever. He's the total opposite of River and it freaks me out. I know she likes them pretty, but not... teenage-boy pretty, right? She better not. She better appreciate the older-guy allure because that's what she's getting. A guy almost ten years older than her. I've been freaking out a bit about that fact, but I'm choosing to trust the universe. Or at least, I've trusted the universe for the past month, but this is scaring me.

My girl cheered and teleported just to do a high five with her cousin. Then, laughter erupted in the room from the crazy girls so dear to me, and I just shook my head lightly in a bit of frustration. Children. No, I am the youngest out of the three of us here, yet both act like seven-year-olds. Cassie has lived forty-eight years already, but the teen inside her came out with the presence of her almost three-hundred-year-old and never-growing-up cousin. "Damn, that was quite a good exercise for the jaw! But wait... Prycie, are you blushing?" Cassie let out and stood up to walk near me as I sat on the edge of the bed.

I shrug, didn’t she feel the same? “I like being near you too.” She replies as she looks down at her hands, fidgeting again. She takes a deep breath and stands up straight. “Okay.” She says and she marches into the bathroom with a little too much confidence. The rollercoaster of emotions this girl is giving me. I’m already emotionally exhausted and it’s only been 24 hours. Cassidy POV