Screaming colour.

Part one.

I've seen it happen I've witnessed it first hand, "The Moment" you see when someone first meets their soulmate, suddenly their world turns from black and white to this bright array of screaming colours and for this brief moment this second in time everyone around can see the colours, can see their world coming to life. I've only seen it once, I was eight and we were at a fancy restaurant celebrating my brothers nineteenth birthday we had just been seated when this beautiful waitress made eye contact with Ben, my brother. It was like a fairytale it was pure magic and they are more perfect together than anyone could imagine. Currently they are married now and living in New York they don't visit often but their story's are indescribable. It's been ten years now though since that magnificent day, I think about it a lot hoping that one day I could share the amount of happiness that my brother has with his beautiful wife, Melissa.

"Are you excited violet?" My mother asks, honestly I don't know am I? Turning nineteen is huge but am I excited? All I can think is that it hasn't happened yet I haven't found him yet and what if I don't, I know I'm still young but my life feels like a constant waiting period for my real life to start because when it finally does happen when I meet my "soulmate" i feel like everything I do now won't matter or mean anything because so much is going to change when it happens.
"Of course I'm excited" I say, trying to make her and myself believe the words I had just spoken, however they held slight truth to them because this Saturday was my party and for that I knew I was excited. It was going to be a full day of birthday activity starting with a family brunch at the cutest diner in town which was a birthday tradition every year and then to my best friend Lilly's house to prepare for my party which we have been planning for months on end, that will be starting at 8. Something didn't feel right though, I really wish my brother could be here I mean it's not the first birthday he hasn't been around for, but nineteen was something special to me with it being the same age my brother had met Melissa as well as it being almost two years since I last seen him. We have this thing we like to do for holidays where gifts are involved, we always give one another a smaller gift that is a dead giveaway to what the bigger gift is, for example when my brother turned 27 I bought him tickets to see his favourite band Blink-182, the dead give away was the blink-182 CD that I had hid the tickets in, We've been doing it for years.
My parent tried a few times as well but never really got the concept and It was our thing so it never felt the same when they did it, they eventually gave up years ago. The distance between us isn't stopping it from happening this year though because I received a package yesterday from Ben, with a card that read "this gift shall not be opened until 12am on Saturday September 1st *seriously* happy birthday from the actual best brother ever... Ben". It's Tuesday, in four days I can see what lies within the box, I hate waiting but I love surprises.

Once the typical morning chit chat had ended with my mother, I finished my breakfast and headed for the coffee shop which was on the walk to my campus. Every morning at 8:05 I would come in and order a large triple vanilla cream no whip, it was always ready for me. The cute barista and I had a fling last summer but we knew we weren't each others "one" so eventually we both realized it was time to stop. Things never got awkward between us and to this day him and Lilly are my only close friends that I didn't leave in the high school drama phase of my life.

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