Ch. 1

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(Phil)

I looked at the timer on my wrist. The same timer that every human was born with, the timer that counted down until you meet your soulmate. We call them Switches. None of us know why we have them, and we've never really questioned it. We also have a society made up of several different species. Humans, like me, Moon Children, who look like humans but have blood red eyes, eat the color black (they suck the color out of anything black, leaving them a dull gray color, like the vampires on adventure time), and normally only run around during the nighttime, and there's also Delcans. The Delcans came to planet earth after theirs was destroyed and uninhabitable, and our world leader allowed them to stay. They have elf ears, usually 3 or 4 eyes, don't grow any hair, and are usually a color other than normal human skin color. All 3 have lived peacefully, and there's hardly any hatred toward one another. At first there were some bumps, but after the Delcans learned our way of communication, things smoothed out a bit.

Today was first day of senior year, and I'm still at home, trying to throw everything into my bag last minute, regretting procrastinating the night before. I had just about 45 minutes left on my Switch. My brain is running a million miles a minute, thinking about who she'll be. Will she have long, blonde hair? Will she be a dreamer, a fighter, or maybe a cereal enthusiast just like me? I take a quick look in my mirror. I'm wearing a Pokémon shirt and some black jeans, my black hair framing my blue eyed-face perfectly. I make sure there's nothing in my teeth. I always find food in my teeth. I grab my bag and grab an apple from the bowl in the kitchen on my way out the door. I hurry and get into my car, my 2017 edition chevy truck and zoom out of my driveway.

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I run down the empty hallway, I'm 10 minutes late for 1st period and I just know my teacher is going to kill me. I pause my running, partially because I never run and I'm exhausted, and partially because I need to take another look at my schedule. "Room 201." I start looking around the hallway,
Rooms 198, 199, 200, "Aha!" I exclaim aloud. Room 201.
Then the realization hits me. I slowly look down at my left wrist, and the clock says it has 30 seconds left. That means my soulmate is right behind this door, and she's probably staring down at her wrist, waiting for me as well. After contemplating this, I burst through the door, almost falling over. The teacher looks over at me, his short gray hair shining under the fluorescents. "Just go sit down." I turn to sit down and immediately recognize my soulmate.

I've heard stories, oh, I've heard stories.
I've heard stories about how when you lay eyes on your soulmate, time stops, and suddenly the whole universe makes sense. I felt that right now. I felt it, I'm in love. But there's one issue.

It's a guy.

I am not gay, I told myself. I looked at his dorky half-smile and almost melted into the ground. No! No goddamnit! I am not gay! He's a human, he's wearing a black sweatshirt, and his brown hair is in the same style as mine, except his looks better for some reason.

There are two seats open. One by a green-haired kid, and one by Dan. Yes, I already knew his name. I know everything about him now. I internally scoff. Not like I want to. There is no way I'm going to ever associate with that faggot. I hate him. I like girls. Girls only. I sit by the green-haired human, and pray that I wake up and this whole day never happened.

A/N: this story won't be that long probably, I just had the idea and I had to write it down before I forgot. Also I'm sorry for literally never updating anything, just bare with me here, I'm having a writer's block.

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