Jail Cell Mates, C. Joyce & fairyfreaky [year 7 reading list txt] 📗

Summary:

Jodie (Joie) is a trouble-making teenaged rebel. Partying day and night till...she's caught
by the cops..once again. All her years her parents hid a very important
secret...she's a werewolf. Good news she found her mate in a jail cell. He's a
cop.

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Fuck this shit! I got caught again! What will my parents think when their child is in jail again? Wait...I don't care what they think. "So...copper..What'ca going to do?" I asked with boredom while slumping on the wooden chair.

"Mrs. Tess..." He started but I interrupted.

"Its Miss. As in Missz. You get the point, you're NOT that stupid." I corrected myself, "are you?"

He sighed and rolled his eyes "NO I'm not, and Miss Tessa. Do you know what you did?"

What The Fuck! "Retard much? Of course I know idiot." I was about to stand up and leave before murmuring "Dumb-ass" at him.

"and what you did?" Jeez am I in preschool again?

I smack my lips and began making a list. "Well let's see-"

~20 Minutes Later~

"Smoke some weed also drank a few bottles of beer-"

"How old are you?" The old, fit though police officer asked. Officer...uh...his name tag says, "Joe Rankins".

"18" I said a duh-tone. My eyes sway all around the room when I found a picture of a woman. She was pretty, contrast of me. She had blond hair and hazel eyes. While I, Jodie Tessa, had long shiny brown hair, and black eyes. "Who's she?" I pointed to his wallet which had the picture of the lady.

"My wife and my-"

"Mate?" I finish.

"Yeah."

I snorted, "You believe in the stupid mate thing?"

He began talking about blah, blah this, and the density is what made the mates for werewolves.
He stop. Thank GOD! "Are you a werewolf too? Do you have one?"

I pause, node my head then shook it. "Yes and No..."

"Oh...well you'll find that special person for you" The officer smiled then continue with business. "Officer Diaz will handle you." A second later a young, cute, police walked him. Boy, was he cute! Bigger bonus, he looked like my age!

"You called me Chief?" He soft in a nice, soft, yet husky voice.

"WAA-WAIT?!" I shouted "He's an cop?!" I pointed at "officer" Diaz.

They both look at me like an total weirdo, which I am any who.. "Yeah..."
and started to talk "privately" so I couldn't hear.

Seconds went by,

which turned into minutes,

and which also turned into hours before they were done. Trust me, the hours were boring as shhhhhhhiitttttttttttttt!!!

"Follow me Tessa." I up who just called me by my last name. It was might be actually a fake cop Diaz.

I didn't brother to follow orders from his guy, "NOPE." I said popping the 'P'.

His jaw changed and out came a low, but loud growl, "FOLLOW ME NOW!" He said in what I think as something called an Alpha tone. Scared soon enough, I began to follow all of his orders. Dude if a cop about your age that thought he's sweet and kind, then, snap at you. Wouldn't you be scared? "good." His sweet tone turned back. Uh, weird, this guy has some mood swings. After we started to walk to my "cell".

I heard copper Joe yelling to Diaz "Good luck with her! Pst...you're going to need it." A smirk grew on my face as he said that. Good luck with me Diaz, good luck. I thought in my simple mind.

We kept walking and walking till I piss, "where are we going?!" He gave me a silent treatment. It didn't stop me though, "WHERE?!"

"Can you shut up?!" He snap. Soon I saw his light brown eyes changing to blue-ish gray. Yup, that's my cue to shut up. I always had a childish side as I mutter to him "meanie." I ignoring his questions and gave him a silent treatment like what he had done on me. "Get in the car." Sure enough there was a car. A sliver smoking-HOT Lamborghini Reventon parked right in-front of me. The slight of the rare car turn my legs into Jell-O.

Text: ©Copyright 2013 C. Joyce
Images: ©Copyright C. Joyce, Yes, I made the covers by myself =3
Publication Date: 03-30-2012

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