Stubborn Soulmates

Chapter 3

I woke up to the sounds of cooking downstairs. I guess mom was making me breakfast. I smiled to myself, hoping she would make me pancakes. I love pancakes.

A week had passed since The Finding. A full week in which I didn't hear from Christian. I was beginning to wonder whether I wanted to hear from him, since thoughts of him and his attractiveness often popped into my head.

Would he think of me as well? And did I even want him to? My brain honestly didn't know anymore. I knew I did not want a soulmate, but maybe as a friend? Who was I kidding? That would only happen when pigs fly.

Maybe he didn't want me either? I had a hard time believing that myself, since there was almost no one in our country that was as strange as me and did not want to find their soulmate. What if he thought I wasn't good enough for him? I was by no means in the upper class, but I did not consider myself to be the lowest either. The classes did not mean that much to me, but they did to the rest of our country. They determined the schools you could go to and the jobs you could get. The only way to change class is through finding your soulmate.

Well he could want or not want me however he likes. It's not like I wanted him anyway. I think. Maybe I would have been more eager to find my soulmate if it weren't for what happened to my sister.

I blocked the memory, finding it to painful to think about. Luckily the smell of pancakes drifted into my room, making me forget my thoughts and follow my nose.

I walked downstairs in my pyjamas as I did every morning. Lazily strolling into our kitchen I kissed my mother on her cheek. To my surprise my dad hadn't left for work yet.

'Good morning Pumpkin, did you sleep well?' he smiled at me as I gave him a peck on his cheek as well.

'I did, thank you. Not that I don't like it, but why are you still here?' I asked. My dad would usually be gone before I had to get up. I didn't really mind honestly, it had been that way for as long as I could remember.

'I just wanted to spend some time with my girls, so I took half a day of.' He grinned at me as he said it. He'd do this sometimes, I think it was really sweet of him.

My mom put a plate of pancakes with apple in them in front of me. They were drizzled in syrup and they looked delicious. In no time I started stuffing my mouth. I probably looked like a madwoman who hasn't eaten in a century. My parents laughed at me but I couldn't care less. They love my shenanigans.

I was grinning at my parents, my mouth still full of pancake and syrup on my chin, when the doorbell rang. We looked at each other, wondering who could be at the door.

We never got a lot of visitors and I knew Natalie and her parents would never show up this early. Okay, maybe Nat would. Unfortunately she is being all lovey-dovey with her newfound soulmate. Don't get me wrong, I wanted her to have all the best in the world, but I missed my best friend. I hadn't talked to her since The Finding, mostly because Blake had whisked her away on a romantic getaway to get to know each other, but I still couldn't help but feel a little bit sad that she didn't even reach out to me to see if I found my soulmate as well.

I suppose I could have reached out to her, but I didn't want to rain on her pink cloud of soulmate happiness. Though she would probably flip if she found out I'm soulmated to the prince and I didn't tell her. Oh well, it's not like I've heard from him anyway. Maybe I never will again and she will never have to know.

Voices coming from the front door caught my attention. I had been so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed my dad getting up and opening the door.

'Hello, how may I help you?' my father greeted the man at the door.

I stood up and went towards the hallway door that was halfway open. From here I could see and hear the person that was at the door but they could not see me.