The day I found out he was my soulmate, I was at school.
Wait, let me start from the beginning.
The year is 2047.
Technology is advanced so much that there is a camera that faces the president, William Atmonson, and projects it in every room of every building in the world. Yeah, WORLD. President of the Globe. There arent countries. Theres SEGMENTS. Segment 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.
Anyways,
The beginning.
My name is Samantha Pickman.
Sounds funny, I know. Maybe thats a reason I cant find my love of high school.
Well, love of my life, I should say. When we are born, we all have a tattoo. They are different on every single person. Except ONE person in the WHOLE WORLD has YOUR tattoo.
I happened to find my match on Wednesday, December 23rd, 2047.
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The Boy with the Fire Tattoo.
FanfictionThe year is 2047. Everyone in the world is born with a tattoo. A birthmark. Everyone in the world has a different symbol. Except your soulmate.
