Screw Fate

Prologue

Hey, I'm Allie Rainwell. Or Alex, whatever. Just don't call me Alexandra. I hate that name. I mean really, what were my parents thinking?

Speaking of names, names. Specifically, one name. Or two, but they're the same name. Does that make sense? No? Okay, didn't think so. Anyhoo, the name in question is Zander Orthran. Well, less in question, more in print. I'll explain in a moment.

I've never met Zander Orthran, but I already hate him. I know, I know, "you're supposed to love him too!"

Nah, I'll pass.

You see, I was born with my soulmate's name tattooed on my right wrist and my enemy's was tattooed on my left. I don't know how it works, so don't ask me. All I know is that I'm not happy with it. Of all people, it had to be me! Ugh.

Thing is, most people have two different names on their wrists. I, however, have the name "Zander Orthran" in big ol' block letters on both.

Okay, okay, maybe not "big ol'" since it can be hidden by a few strategically placed hair ties. If anyone asks why I have three hair ties on each wrist, I just say that I like to experiment with different hairstyles. The skeptical look I get is way more tolerable than the piteous, "oh you poor thing" look that grew old the first time I got it.

So yeah, how's your day been?

Wait, are you giving me that look? Are you? Are you?!

No? Oh. Oops.

A/N
Since no one I know has been informed of this account's existence, I can post my random pieces of stories I started once upon a time✌️

So enjoy and please comment!