What if there was a temporary bar on your wrist, counting down every year, month, day, hour, minute, second until you meet your soulmate.
Follow Ashton, a small, anxious boy, on his journey before and after meeting his soulmate.
We start at one week.
"Luke, slow down." I freeze, staring at Michael on the phone, standing next to my locker. Michael notices me and waves me over, and I slowly inch closer to the taller boy.
Michael removes the phone from his ear, putting it on speakerphone as I unlock my locker.
"Okay, what were you saying Luke?" Michael asks.
I take deep breaths, removing the books from my locker and putting them into my bag as I hear Luke's voice - my Soulmate's voice - for the very first time.
"I don't know Mike, all of a sudden I'm just really nervous. Is this normal for everyone? A couple days before you meet your Soulmate, you get really nervous?" A deep, thick Australian accent says over the phone. I laugh softly at his statement, knowing I've been nervous about meeting my Soulmate since I was first taught about Soulmates when I was 8.
"I wouldn't know Luke, I still have 5 months left on my countdown." Michael laughs.
"I'm scared that he won't like me. He might think I'm too tall, or too stick-like, he might think my hair is stupid, or that the bands I like suck, he might tell me I should be better at basketball since I'm so tall, he might think I dress too emo, or that my eyes are a stupid color, or that-" Luke goes on and on, making me frown. He's listing his insecurities, but they're mostly about his looks, while mine are mostly stupid stuff that I obsess over because of my anxieties. This relationship needs to work. He needs to know the things that upset me and the things that calm me down. The things that I dislike and the things that I love.
"Luke, stop it. You're amazing, and I'm sure he'll see that too. You need to calm down." Michael says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Are you sure Mike?" I can hear Luke's frown from over the phone.
"Luke." Michael's voice goes into a warning tone.
"Give me a second, Luke." Michael says, sending me a frown as he turns off speakerphone and holds the phone up to his ear, walking down the hallway, continuing to talk to Luke.
I frown, pulling the rest of my books out of my locker.
Why did Luke react the way he did, and why did Michael leave? Is there something wrong with Luke that I should know about?
I frown, getting anxious that Michael isn't here to walk me to class.
Michael runs back to me, the phone still pressed against his ear.
"Sorry Ash." Michael says, covering the mouth-piece.
I give him a fake smile, and we start walking to my class.
A/N
i finished all of this but the last sentence last night but i had to stop bc it was midnight
whoops
that was a late ass double update so i'm gonna post another chapter woooooo
peace , hugs , and hippy love
-julia xx
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luke looks so intrigued with ashton's weird faces lol
