Soul Bonded

We live in a world where we have soulmates. There is no choice as to who your soulmate is. There aren't any clues as to who your soulmate is, well, except for one thing; you have their first name. When a person is born they have their soulmate's name on their mind almost instantly, and the ability to tell if their soulmate is close by.

I once met my soulmate. But I blew it. I didn't tell anyone that I had met him. I didn't quite get how soulmates worked at that point, even though I had had the whole 'forever bonded' talk at least a jillion times by that point. It was a chance meeting. We had just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Probably fate working it's magic.

His name is Perseus, but he prefers to be called Percy. That is all I know. I can't remember anything about him other than his name, and the fact that he had gorgeous, wavy brown hair. oh!, and he has the most gorgeous sea-green eyes. I can't remember all that much because I was only ten at the time that we met, and he was twelve.

I met him while I was on a trip with my family. We had chosen to stay at this farmhouse, almost in the middle of nowhere, but not quite. The farm was set on a big hill, with horses, cows, chickens and geese in paddocks and just wandering around. There were hundreds of huge, green trees surrounding the farm on all sides. That was where I first saw him. I could've sworn that my heart stopped beating for a second, but then it came hammering at my chest, almost as if it were trying to break free of me, and get to him. I suppose that was the point I realised that we had some sort of chemistry going on between us.

Unfortunately, our trip only lasted for a few days. I barely had any time to get to know him, and him me. I can remember chasing chickens with him, and the joy of finally catching a chicken, and getting to hold it. I can remember how we were caught mucking around in the surrounding paddocks, teasing the horses. And how I was scolded so harshly because of it. From that point onwards, I was banned from leaving the farm without adult supervision.

The last day we were at the farm, I learnt of his past. His parents had died when he was young, and because of that he was forever being moved from house to house, from family to family, having absolutely no choice as to what country, state, or city he lived in. I had felt so sorry for him at that point, not realising that it meant that I would likely never see him again, or that his life of always moving around would make it near impossible for me to track him down. Why couldn't ten year old me realise it at that time, and tell someone that I had met my soul-bonded, and that we shouldn't be separated. Why?!

9 years later

I wake with my hair covering my face, an my pet cat, onyx, sitting at my feet. Ugh. I forgot to put my hair in a ponytail before going to sleep. Again. "Annabeth! Breakfast!", my best friend, and roommate, Talia, shouts. As I moan, and attempt to get up I remember that today I start a new year at college. 'Why me?', I think to myself, rolling slowly out of bed. As I head out of my room I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I still have the exact same skinny, tanned body, and the same long, glossy hair that has girls up to their necks in envy. I sigh. As smart as I might be, and as successful as my modelling career might be, there is still a part of me missing. I guess you could put it as if a part of my soul was missing.

"Annabeth! I swear if you aren't in this kitchen within the next five minutes, I will drink this delicious mango smoothie that I made for you, and leave you with a growling stomach until lunch!"

I sigh again. She always knows exactly what will get me moving in the morning, and she knows that if there is one thing that I have a soft spot for, it's one of her homemade mango smoothies.

As I walk into the kitchen the first thing that I notice is the fact, that, though yesterday Talia's hair was strawberry blond with light pink highlights, today her hair is a magnificent shade of crimson. "Talia!", I gasp,"what the actual hell did you do to your hair!"