Where could Brandon be? I mean, this should be my own experience, and maybe she wants it private, but I promised him, but I also can't help it if he is late.
I look around again. I see no one female, which kind of scares me. I just hope she isn't annoying, or bratty like my little sister. I also hope I am taller, stronger, and have the deeper voice. It would be awkward if I didn't have at least that.
I check my wrist. 2 minutes and 4 secs. I shoot a text to Brandon, telling him he needs to hurry if he wants to know who it is as soon as I do. I also send the time 'til. He responds saying he was there, just running across the park to me at the moment.
"I...am here...Did...I miss...anything?..." He was out of breathe, so I removed my backpack from the seat next to me.
"Nothing has happened yet. See..." I show his my wrist, and it reads 1 minute and 39 seconds.
Once Brandon has caught his breathe, he asks me, "Are you nervous?"
"Kinda. But I have every right to be. My teacher and foster parents told me it is very nerve racking for many people."
"Which teacher?"
"Mr. Barker."
"Oh, but he isn't even married."
"I know. that's because his soulmate died two years after they met in high school."
"Oh, I didn't know that."
"Yeah. He told me last week. I guess he heard that I was close to meeting 'the one' and tried giving some advice."
"Huh...Time?"
"1 minute and 5 seconds."
"Are you nervous?"
"Not really."
"Really? How come?"
" 'Cause I haven't met her yet."
"But when you do..."
"I will probably be sweating as much as I did when I was going to see my father in jail for the first time after he got arrested."
"Well, why aren't you like that now?"
"Maybe it will start when it is like twenty seconds from happening."
"Huh...Okay."
I check my wrist and then showed Brandon. 43 seconds left, and counting.
I was starting to get somewhat nervous. I hadn't planned on what I was going to say. I hadn't planned any sort of hang out time with this girl.
"Hey, you know what just came through my mind?"
"What?"
"Ruthy, from school."
"Who?"
"Ruthy. She has most classes with us."
"I don't know who she is."
"Oh, well...She is going to meet her soulmate her soon, I didn't pay attention to when, but she is extremely nervous. She said if she could stop the wrist, she could, she doesn't want to know who it is. She wish it was no one."
"U-huh." I tuned him out in the middle of his sentence, I was too focused on who this girl will be. I saw some girls with neon colored hair, and nose-rings. I hope it isn't one of them. I also saw some girl on her skateboard, I don't think it would be her though. I am going to end up with some girl that isn't so cool like that. It might as well be one of those punk-emo girls.
YUCK!!
I checked my wrist again. 23 seconds left and counting.
Now I am scared.
19 seconds. I am starting to sweat on my palms, forehead, and underarms.
15 seconds. A million scenarios wen through my head all at once. over half ended ended in bad results, but that would never happen.
12 seconds. I check for anyone around. No one to see. No one but Brandon.
9 seconds. Brandon now stands in search.
5 seconds. I wonder what she is like.
3 seconds. I wonder if my wrist is wrong or not.
1 second.
"Hi, Brandon."
"Hi, Ruthy."
"What's up?"
"Well, My friend here didn't meet 'the one' for him."
I give him a look of him doing him stupid again.
"What?"
I let my head point towards Ruthy.
"Ohh..." He finally realizes.
"Hi, I'm-"
"I don't want to know. You are probably very nice, but I don't want a 'soulmate.' I don't 'love.' And I don't want to see you again. Sorry, but, I am one of those people that doesn't want to fall in love. Goodbye."
She walked away. She left me. She broke me. I feel nothingness.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I am going home."
"But-"
"No, I need to be alone. Sorry."
I went home and decide the following. I would tell everyone that I was born with a countdown of zero, and I have no true love, or soulmate, or anyone. I would wear long sleeved shirts to cover the wrist, and I would give as much space as possible to this Ruthy girl. If she doesn't want to be around me, I will respect her wishes. If she ever changes her mind, and comes to me again, asking to start over, I will go with it. I don't want to be alone, but if she does for now that is fine.
School goes on, and I notice her in my classes more often, and wish to know her better. From what I hear of her, she is the most amazing creature. Sometimes I get paired up with her in classes, and I talk to her as much as I can without being annoying. I see no change of her not being interested in me. And all I can feel inside of me is...
The End
