The Unmatchable Match

~ Chapter 28 ~

Okay, I´m going to start rambling a  little bit here, but I think it´s important. First of all I want to  thank all of you for supporting this story, it means a lot to me and it makes me really happy to know you like it. I also want to clarify that I know it´s going a bit slow with them not kissing yet but you have to understand that a friendship needs to be developed in motion for sentiments to flourish so please bare with me a little longer I promise it´s coming.

 Secondly, I want to tell you how sorry I am for not updating in such a long time, but I had been with exams almost every week and subjects were not that easy, but I have two months to write now and I promise to finish this story during that time. That brings me to the last part of this authors note:

That you all again for the support and enjoy this chapter. Remember to Vote, Comment and follow maybe those will make me post sooner ;)

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"¡Oh Romeo, Romeo! ¿Por qué eres tú Romeo? Niega a tu padre y rehúsa tu nombre; o, si no quieres, júrame tan sólo que me amas, y dejaré yo de ser una Capuleto--"

" Cut!. enough! I can´t work like this" the director, also known as Mr. Grimaldy said pacing around the theater “Someone please grab the annoying chicken and get it out of my place. This is a theater not a freaking farm!"

I spotted chickpet; yeah I know what an original name, near the first row of seats following my teacher around. I would have laughed at the sight if it wasn´t because of my now nearly purple teacher.

I glared at Blake who was standing in front of me “Go get your chicken"

“It´s yours too you know, and I don´t have any reason to follow your instructions" He glared right back, not making a move to leave. “Go and get it yourself"

“NOW! Both of you, out now! And take your stupid chicken out of here before I make chicken pie for dinner" Mr. Grimaldy said with a heavy breath, glaring at poor Chickpet.

“Yes sir!" I said leaving the stage and running straight to where my 'adorable' pet was. Mr. Grimaldy can be very scary when he wants to, and there is no way I´m failing the project by showing to the next session with what used to be chickpet.

I left the theater without looking behind not caring if Blake was following, even though I knew he was.

Blake and I are still not on speaking terms; guess both of our egos are too big to apologize to one another. Even if I´m not as mad at his as before his words still hurt, and I´m not going to apologize. Not to him anyway.

Everyone at school has been giving us weird glances for the past two days. Guess having a chicken with you isn´t as common as our councilors though it would be, but because it was Blake the one walking with the chicken most kids had rushed to the pet store hoping to have their own.

“Use the collar, that way she won’t walk away" Blake said not even attempting to help me.

Sighting I passed Chickpet to him, while I took out the leash we had bought for her at a pet shop a few days ago. Believe me is really hard to find a leash for such a small animal, Blake had to ask them to make it for him.

I placed it on her little head before placing the pet back on the ground.

“Is this even considered as a baby project? I mean look at us, the chicken is way more like a pet than like a baby" Said Blake scowling at our chicken.

“It consumes our time, the chicken is dependable on us, and it forces us to be together, so yes I think it does count." I said rolling my eyes at his attitude. Could he be any grumpier?