Mom Said It's My Turn Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mom assured In the blink of an eye, I watched myself experience the beautiful growth from a well-pampered child into a young adult who’s about to turn 18. Mom ran her hand through my silky hair while combing each strand gently. Her soft eyes fell on my half-lidded eyes through the mirror. “Maia, tomorrow is your birthday. You'll probably find your mate in the crowd." The thought of my mate made a smile light up on Mom’s face, affecting my mood.

I asked her. “Oh, that’s nothing to worry about it sometimes happens. Now change back so we can start our run back home”. Mom said to me. I tried not to read into what she said, and hoped it was nothing, but I still couldn’t get his eyes out of my mind. *Mrs. Carter POV*

In stead of saying something to make the knocking stop, I got up, pulled on my pajama pants and marched for the door. "What?!" I growled, yanking the door open, people could be so irritating. I swallowed my irritation when I noticed who standing on the other side of the door. "We can take outside if you want" mom said with a raised brow and I swallowed hard. "No thanks" I said knowing damn I would get my ass beat. Mom had a stronger connection to the moon Goddess, making her the strongest of us because she can easily channel the goddesses power. "Good, get ready, I want you both down in thirty minutes" she said and turned to walk away before I could even respond.

I yell, my heart missing a beat. “ It’s a possibility. Someone has to think about it. ” Mom turns to me. “ What did you do? ” Tristin stands from his spot, and slowly closes in towards Mom. “ What the fuck did you do, Mom?! ”

Mom said. “Please tell him that I’m okay and I’ll text him after my shift.” "We sure will, but make sure you carve out time to celebrate your birthday. I don't want to hear any nonsense like the day has already passed. You only turn twenty-one once," Mom said. I couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous she sounded. “You only turn every age once, Mom.” “Don’t mind your mom, you know how goofy she can be,” Dad chimed in.

Jessy “Are you in agreement to what I told you?” Mom asked, her voice soft but firm, the way it always got when she was laying down rules. I nodded, half-distracted, scrolling through the flood of texts from Jas. “Yes, sure, Mom.” “Moretti has been our—”

I countered. "Yes, they did; that's why you feel worse about whatever he did. You....." "It's ready," Mom's voice called out, interrupting her. "Hear him out," she whispered to me as she collected her order. I nodded in response. Just as I was about to thank her, a deep, familiar voice sent shivers down my spine. "Rubby."

Returning to the other block, my mom is nowhere to be found, and Madonna sits on a stoop waiting for me. I approach. “Hey there.” She stands on the first step when she sees me, dusting off the back of her jeans. “Hi. Your mom said she was tired and caught a car to her place.” “She runs 10ks,” I say with a chuckle. “She wasn’t tired. She wanted to give us time alone.” “Well, you shouldn’t out her like that. Next time, just play along.”

I slip out of the lodge through a side door, letting the noise and chaos of the party disappear into the background as I find a quiet place in the woods to take the phone call. “Hi, Mom.” “Hello, sweetheart! Do you know what time it is?” I check my watch. It’s 11:56. I’ll turn eighteen in exactly four minutes. “Almost midnight,” I answer. “I bet you’re excited,” my mom says. “I know how badly you’ve been waiting for your first shift.”

I said Sourly. "Scarlet your pre-selection is in a month, yet, the moment you reach home you sleep, do you know all of your friends hardly have time to sleep studying their butt off. why can't you be like that?" Mom said chewing her food. "Mom let me eat food first, you can tell me later"