My knees are shaking. I'm sweating like a pig. I look around the cafeteria and skim the faces around me. Anyone. It could be anyone. Anyone in this room could be my soulmate. I just hope it isn't creepy eyed Greg. That would be a nightmare.
I looked down at my wrist. One minute, 27 seconds. My best friend Jessica was smiling at me from across the table. I rolled my eyes a her. She has already gone through this. Two months ago. She acts like it's nothing. It's definitely something.
I looked back down. One minute. I pulled up my pants. My mom tried to convince me to wear a dress like she did on her Zero Day. That's what we call the day our clocks strike zero. I hate dresses. It drives me crazy how they don't cover your legs. I hate my legs being uncovered.
30 seconds. I tried to take deep breaths. It didn't help. I couldn't breath. 10 seconds. Inhale. 9 seconds. Exhale. 8 seconds. Inhale. 7 seconds. Exhale. 6 seconds. Inhale. 5 seconds. Exhale. 4 seconds. Inhale. 3 seconds. Exhale. 2 seconds. Inhale. 1 second. Exhale. 0 seconds.
I saw him. My last thought before I hit the ground was, Oh, no.
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Novela JuvenilWhat if a clock could tell you the exact time you will meet your soulmate? Would you want to know?
