IT WAS A MISTAKE

Owen's P.O.V.

Just how famous is Jess in that human town. Literally, every person we encountered knew him. And the designer who he took me to not only gave me the clothes for free but he made an amazing outfit for Jess. It was so good, it was that kind of costume that would cost thousands of dollars, but he made that special for him and that for free. The costume was a coffee turtle neck t-shirt with vertical stripes that were invisible but gave the t-shirt a sweater look. A blue jeans and light brown trench coat the same color as cardboard. A pair of brown shoes and a belt to top it off. Jess looked like a model when he came out of the changing room.

I on the other hand got casual wear as I'm going for an interview. A white shirt and navy-blue casual pants with a brown belt and shoes. And I looked great in them, it was a neat and perfectly balanced look for an interview. But here's a catch he gave me a white round hat with a navy-blue stripe and with that my look changed completely, it was not casual, and with the hat, I looked cute. The look you'd want to get for a date. For a second, I was wondering if he was a wizard too, but Jess told me he is not. But that man is a genius. But he also called Jess as Jess. Actually, everyone in the town called him that. Is it his real name? Because if wizards can control you by knowing your name they must be able to control other wizards.

What am I thinking? I guess I'm getting bored now. I'm on the way to my home from Jess's place. It is dusk so I decided to walk and enjoy the scenery. But I guess I have too much to think about to give my mind some rest. After a while, I reach my home.

"YOU ARE NEVER COMING TO MY SCHOOL...EVER AGAIN." I heard Hailey shout very slowly, her nostrils were flaring. She was angry. Did I do something wrong?

"What...What happened?" I was frozen and standing in the door frame. I saw my mom throw her hands in the kitchen. Hailey must have been on this topic since she came from the school. My mom's expression clearly said "Come on Hailey! Just stop now."

"Follow me." Said Hailey. I followed her into the living room. "This, this is what happened." She said showing me her phone.

It was a picture of her high school. It was decorated and looked like some kind of festival was going on. The main gate was decorated with balloons and there were so many people in the garden. And trees were decorated too. But then I saw the banners. Five gigantic banners were covering the front wall of the school building. Four of them were me walking. I was grabbing someone's hand. Wait they were pictures from the day when I dropped Hailey at the school. When I dragged her. That hand is Hailey's. And the middle banner was my picture that Hailey posted on the Insta.

"What's all this?" I was barely able to speak.

"My school has officially become the main building of Owen's fan association. That's what it is. Like god, asking me to bring you to school and trying to be my BFF was not enough for them, so now they decided to celebrate a day for you." She was angry and ranting. "Don't get me wrong. I'm not against people liking you, but this is too much. At what's with this cropped image." She said pointing at the banners. "Why did they have to crop me out and even if they did crop me out, they should have done a better job. Why leave my hand. This is so embarrassing." She said throwing herself.

"Oh please. Don't overreact, little sister. They'll find someone else in a few weeks. Just bear it till then." I said pretending to act like a big brother but it was so hard to hold back my laugh. "Now if you excuse me I have an interview tomorrow," I said shooting a bullet from my hand to mom. "I don't feel like eating dinner." I went into my room and shut the door. Because of the super hearing power of werewolves, almost every house has soundproofing but still, I could hear Hailey rambling something and my mom and dad talking to her.

I place the bag which had my clothes for tomorrow on the desk and lay on the bed. 'I need to read.' I say to myself and get some of my college textbooks and start to read them. I read all the important things, all the basics, everything. I look up when it felt impossible to keep my eyes open. It is almost 2 a.m. 'I guess that's enough for today.' I say and go to bed.

I wake up with the irritating noise of my alarm. It is eight in the morning. The interview is at eleven. I have plenty of time. I go to the bathroom and wash up. I wrap a towel around my waist, it is almost nine. 'Should I text him? To make sure if he is coming.' I was thinking in my head with my phone in my hand. 'No, I shouldn't. He might get it in the wrong way. What if he thinks that I'm some overcontrolling weirdo?' 'But what if he really forgot?' 'No...no... I shouldn't.' 'Should I?' I was debating on this the whole time in the bathroom and I was still debating only. 'Fuck it.' I said and started typing and I was about to send the text to Jason when my phone buzzed and it was a text from him only. 'Fuck' I screamed mentally... He texted me hello after I talked to him the last time, asking him to drop me off. And then I texted him the time and address.

Jason: Hey. You up?

I: Yup. Good morning.

'Wow, Owen can you be any worse! Good morning! Really!' I scolded myself.

Jason: I just wanted to tell you. I'll pick you up at 10:30.

I: cool.

'Well, that was not that bad.' I was thinking in my mind and was about to put the phone down when I saw the screen. I accidentally video-called him. 'Cancel it! Cancel it! Cancel it!' I was tapping all over the screen but failed to press end. And he picked up.

"Hello?" he said.

Habitually I raised the mobile to keep it in front of me. Trying to act cool. 'Just explain it was an accident. No big deal.' I said to myself.

"Hi!" I said with a big smile. I was looking at the screen and it looked like the screen froze. He was not moving at all, he was not even blinking and his jaw dropped to the floor. "Hello! You there?" I asked and he suddenly started to move. He was looking everywhere, trying to not look at the screen. 'What is he doing?' I was trying to figure it out and then I realized when I looked at the bottom right corner of the screen, where it showed my front camera view. I was not wearing anything on the top and my entire chest was showing.

"IT WAS A MISTAKE," I shouted and ended the call.

I threw my head on the pillow and screamed at top of my lungs. This is so humiliating. I looked like a fool. I screamed multiple times because of embarrassment.

'Don't dwell on it. It was nothing. You don't have time for this.' I said trying to make myself feel better. I put on the baggy t-shirt and shorts, the kind of clothes I usually wear when I'm in my house. I go to the kitchen, Hailey was at the dining table having breakfast.

"Good morning," I said.

"Good morning." She looked up at me.

"Why are you still at home? Don't you have school today?" I asked as I sat next to her.

"No. There's this state-level quiz competition, which is like super important to the school. So, most of the teachers went there to support our team. And we got a holiday." She said taking a spoonful of the cereal.

"Oh!" I said as I made a bowl of cereal.

"Well, about yesterday. I'm sorry. I think I overreacted." She said not looking at me.

"You think, you overreacted!" I said teasingly.

"Ya, ya. Mr.Know-it-all I overreacted. I'm sorry." She said.

"I was nothing."

After that, I and Hailey talked as we had breakfast and she told me all about how everyone at school now bugged her about me. I could really understand why she behaved like that yesterday. And I think it's kind of funny. It also helped me forget what happened with Jason before.

It's already ten and I need to get ready. I go to my room and change into the clothes I got yesterday. I looked so good, I looked neat, smart, intellectual, and reliable. I checked the file that had all my certificates and everything was there. I put the file and the hat I got with the clothes in a bag. 'I'm all ready now.' I say to myself and at the same time, I hear the doorbell ring. That must be Jason. I take the bag and rush to the front door.

He was wearing a maroon long sleeve t-shirt that looked like a sweatshirt. A dark blue Jeans and black sneakers. The colors compliment each other as well as his deep black eyes the same color as the night sky on a moonless night and his black hair. And his little tanned skin became more prominent. He looked warm and cozy, he looked gentle and understanding. He looked cute which was the complete opposite of the persona he generally gives. He generally looks strong and reliable but now he is looking cute and gentle.

"Hey," He says with a big comforting smile "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" I said nervously. He was looking so good that it was making me more nervous. I never felt this way before, whenever I saw him before I only felt pain but it's different now. Something is changed, I don't know what caused this change maybe it's because I felt bad for him because he suffered so much or maybe it was because I finally came to accept that he is my mate. 'Don't think about it, you cannot be nervous now, you're going on the interview. He's just dropping you off." I keep saying to myself, but Vlad is not helping. He is going crazy and wants to rip all the clothes Jason is wearing. 'Calm down! Calm Down!' I say to Vlad as well as myself.

God, please help me!