Hey I'm Maddie I'm 17 and I haven't found my sole mate yet. In fact I don't believe in the whole sole mate thing. Apparently if two people have the sane tattoo their sole mates but I don't believe that. I believe any one could be sole mates. Doesn't matter what tattoo they have.
Any way right now I'm walking to school. I don't like school and apparently a new kid is coming today and hes famous or something. I don't really care though. As I walked into school a bunch of girls were crowding someone. I walked over and they were crowding a boy with blonde hair. As him and I locked eyes my tattoo started to tingle. I think his might have too because he looked down at his arm. It was almost time for class so I started to walk away. As I walked to my locker someone stopped me. I turned to see the boy. whoa he had the most amazing eyes. "hey I'm Corbyn." he said. "Maddie." "when we locked eyes my tattoo started to tingle." "OK and?" "Do you think were soul mates?" "no because just because we have the same tattoo doesn't mean were ment to be." "oh well do you mind if I kind of hang out with you? I'm kinda new here and I don't know my way around." "I guess. what classes do you have?" I asked as he handed me his schedule. "OK well we have the first 2 classes together and lunch but after that we have different classes." "OK." "so I heard your famous or something?" I said. "yeah I guess I'm in a band." "cool whats it called?" "why don't we." "oh cool." "yeah." "well here's our class." I said as we walked in. I went and sat in the back and Corbyn followed me and sat next to me. A few minutes later a bully named Jake walked in and stood infront of Corbyn. "move your in my seat." Jake said. "why?" "becasuse." "Jake just let him sit there." I said. "oh hey babe." he walked over to me. "don't call me babe." I said rolling my eyes. "come on Maddison." "don't call me that either. Jake go away.""you should leave her alone." Corbyn spoke up. "whatever." Jake walked away. "look you don't have to stand up for me." I told Corbyn. "OK well sorry for trying to help." "well don't OK?" I snapped. OK I have to admit I feel bad for being like that but hes being kinda annoying.
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meant to be♡Corbyn Besson
Fanfictioneveryone was born with a tattoo on their wrist. Yours matches up with one other person. That other person is your sole mate.