The love system was a system that took every single person in the world and matched them with their soulmate. Your soulmate was the person who you are most compatible with, most comfortable and reasonable with. Someone that you'd go out of your way for. Some people have know idea who their soulmate is, because they could live all the way across the world, and some live right next door to them. On your 18th birthday, you get to see who your soulmate was. A form was mailed to you that provided some information on them.
I was turning eighteen tomorrow, and I was more than excited to see who it was. I hoped it was someone who I already knew, so I didn't have to go searching for my lover. I had no idea what this person would be like. They could tall, handsome, and outrageously hot. I didn't know if I could handle that. Then again, he could be the complete opposite.
"Knock, knock!" I hear Scott say from the other side of my door. He didn't wait for a response and opens it anyway. He comes in with two cups of Starbucks and a small little bag. "Coffee for the birthday boy," he says, handing it to me. I smile.
"Why, thank you!" I say, taking the drink and taking a sip from it before putting it on my table. He hands me the bag too. "What's this?"
"You're birthday present," he says. "Duh," he sits next to me on my bed. "Open it," he begs. I chuckle and undo the tie at the top, taking out some tissue paper that revealed a box. I look at Scott who was smiling like crazy. I open the box, revealing a small anklet that said "you and i" in small, lower-case letter. I smile before pulling Scott into my arms. "I have a matching one," he whispers.
"This is so sweet, thank you, Scott," I say. Our friendship was always very sentimental, we hugged and cried and got emotional over everything.
After calming ourselves, Scott and I found ourselves cuddling into each other on my bed. Could we still do this after I saw my soulmate? What if I knew them? What if they knew me, and wanted a relationship?
"We can't do this after tomorrow, I don't think," I tell him. "I'm going to know my soulmate, Scott. That's a big deal." Scott shrugs. "Why have you never done anything to see your soulmate?" He shrugs again. "Scott, it's been over a year. What if he's been dying to be with you?"
"They may or may not be," he says. "All I know is that it isn't as big of a deal as you make it." I sit up a little and look at him.
"It is a big deal, Scott. This is the person who you are supposed to marry! I don't know how you are so calm about it."
"I'm almost twenty years old, it's been almost two years that I've been perfectly fine with waiting for the right time." He says subtly. "Plus, they haven't made an effort for me either."
"Do you know how old they are?" I ask him.
"He's 18," he says with a shrug.
"Are you sure? Maybe he hadn't gotten his form yet and doesn't know. Scott, I think you should go find him," I suggest. He shakes his head.
"My life is fine how it is, I don't need to go out of way for anything right now. I'm waiting," he says.
"Oh my god," I say, coming to a realization. "Are you scared of commitment?" I ask. "Do you have commitment issues, Scott?"
"No-"
"I totally get it now! Why haven't you told me?" I ask, looking at him intently.
"I don't have commitment issues!" He shouts. "I just don't want to do anything about it, okay? Plus, it's your day tomorrow, not mine. Let's brainstorm on boys for you, not dwell on my mystery boy," he says with a smirk. I shake my head.
