Plato has Aristophanes present a story about soulmates. Aristophanes states that humans originally had four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces. It is said that humans had great strength at the time and threatened to conquer the god...
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When you turn sixteen, this is when everything changes. You tend to crave for your soulmate more and more. Some of the advantages that you will get if you turn sixteen is that you get to feel some of your soulmate's emotions as if they are your own. You feel your soulmate's happiness, anger, sleepiness and even hunger. When your soulmate gets punched in the gut, it will feel like you have been punched in the gut, too (even though you are doing nothing). That's one of the disadvantages.
Cassiopeia glanced at her wrist watch. It has only been twenty-five minutes since their classes in General Mathematics started. She was bored. She had nothing to do. She left her favorite book inside her locker and she cannot go back to the building just because she does not want to. She stood up straight and dusted her school skirt. Then a thought flashed in her mind. Cassiopeia remembered one of the advantages you will get once you turn sixteen. She grabbed a pen from her pocket and started to write scribbles in her forearm.
When a person turns sixteen, you can write anything on your body and it will appear to your soulmate's body as if they were theirs. She knew about a worst case scenario where in her batch mate's soulmate harms herself, her scars eventually appeared on her soulmate's body.
"Can you read this?" she wrote. She waited for a few minutes before writing another set of question. "You are my soulmate, aren't you?"
"Goodness, this looks so stupid. What if my soulmate does not even exist?" Cassiopeia murmured to herself. She sighed in contempt. So much time wasted waiting for answers. She get her handkerchief from her pocket next, dipped the tip of the fabric into the Black Lake and started to wipe away all the writings when, a single word started to appear from her forearm.
"Yes," it said.
Having her soulmate answer her question felt like butterflies erupting in her stomach and like blood excessively flowing to her cheeks as she tried to calm down.
"Where were you?" she asked, scribbling down to her forearm. It actually took about ten seconds before her soulmate get to reply but she beat to it.
"Where were you? Where were you all these times? Why did not you write to me through your forearm?" Cassiopeia cannot help but ask. She was longing for him for so long. And she was mad. Not just to her soulmate but also to herself. She was mad at herself for expecting him to make the first move.
It felt like forever before her soulmate replied, "I am sorry."
Cassiopeia slump her shoulders in defeat and in disappointment. That was not the response she is expecting to get. She was expecting an appropriate response – an answer to her question and not an apology. Yet, she just nodded to herself and caressed her forearm with such feelings she cannot explain. You have done nothing wrong, soulmate.
"No need to speak an apology. It is not your fault," she wrote in her forearm after erasing her soulmate's writings.
She felt a very soft fabric brush against her forearm as she saw all her writings being erased. The fabric felt so soft in her arm, the girl almost thought it was silk being used to erase the words.
"Okay then," that was the only reply the girl got. She frowned. That was it? Cassiopeia figured out that her soulmate is not verbal after all. She smiled and wrote an Okay in her forearm as a reply.
"Well that was awkward," she said to herself as the smile slowly vanished from her face. Talking to your soulmate is pretty much harder that she thought it would be. She did not even get to ask his name!
It seemed like her hundredth time sighing when she sighed again. She looked at the Black Lake and closed her eyes in contentment. Maybe cutting classes is not bad after all, especially when she was able to talk to her soulmate.
Soulmate. Conveying that word sent tingles in her nerves. The feeling was brand new, something she is not used to – something she has not felt before. Not that she is complaining but, she is loving the feeling already. She felt somehow, complete.
Cassiopeia took a quick glance on her wrist watch and realized that she still have a lot of time to spend alone to enjoy this cool breeze coming from the lake. She decided to remove the pair of her shoes, together with her matching socks. Taking small, cautious steps towards the lake, she gasped as the cool water made contact to small toes. She did not realize that the water would be that cold.
Just a short dip, just a dip. She thought. A girl can relax sometimes, right?
She fought the urge to take an actual dip to the water, getting her whole body soaked with the cool, inviting water from The Black Lake. Cassiopeia closed her eyes again and tucked a stray hair falling from her face to the back of her ear. This is the life. Skipping your Mathematics class to relax.
When she cannot take the almost freezing temperature of the water, she went back to the shore, wiped both of her feet and wore her socks and shoes again.
She took a firm grasp to her handkerchief and dipped it to the water. When she was about to erase the writings from her forearm, she saw a lot of scribbles in it – as if her soulmate has been vandalizing her own skin.
"Hey." "Are you still there?" "You are ignoring me now, aren't you?"
Cassiopeia accidentally let out a gasp loud enough to actually echo slightly. Faster than the speed of light, she grabbed her pen from the pocket of her skirt again, took a deep breath and erased the writings from her forearm. Before she can even write a word back, her soulmate already wrote something. "Then you are going to erase all my scribbles? Is that how you treat your soulmate? "
Great. Really. Now her soulmate is upset, no, more like mad at her. She erased all of it again so she can write back.
"I am sorry about that. I am not ignoring you, okay? I just closed my eyes for a minute or two, I didn't knew you wrote something, I must have not felt it. I am sorry. I will pay attention next time," she held her breath for seconds before releasing. Goodness, she is so nervous; she is going to hyperventilate.
"Okay. Apology accepted. I just need your help."
She almost hesitated before answering, "What about it, then?"
Cassiopeia swore she let out the loudest giggle ever, like a complete child giggling over nothing. "How do you add functions? I am in a Mathematics class right now."
And now, she was determined as ever. Cassiopeia is going to find her soulmate whether he does or does not want to be found.
