Sunflower (scomiche soul mate au)

Flowers On Our Arms

Hey, welcome to my story! It's a soul mate au because I realised that there aren't enough full stories of this au within the scomiche ship! :) hope you enjoy x

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I actually enjoy school. Okay, that may be a bit of a stretch but my school isn't all that bad. A decent music and arts department and the students that come here have better things to worry about than someone being different so there aren't many bullies either. I know I'm lucky to be in this situation though, living in the UK definitely has its positives!

Before I go off on a tangent about my living situation, I should probably explain who I am first so, hi. My name is Mitch Grassi, I'm 16 and currently starting my final year of highschool!

Speaking of which, I only have about half an hour before Kirstie walks with me to school so I should probably be getting ready.



After a few minute rummaging through my drawers, I decide to go simple with a black button up tucked into some cuffed jeans, matched with black heeled boots, a black belt and black bag to match. She's feeling masc today.

I shove my school books into my bag, grab my phone and headphones and head downstairs.
I walk into the kitchen and make myself a travel mug of tea for the walk to school and just as I'm finished my mum walks down the stairs with my 2 sisters in tow.

"Hey love, remember to pick up your sisters after school, okay? I'll be home at four, please could you make sure the girls don't trash the house while I'm at work?" she asks as I zip up my coat.

"Yeah, I know mum," I reply. I grab a couple coins from my change jar for dinner money and kiss both of my sisters on the head before grabbing my tea and bag. I walk outside passing mum having a cigarette outside the front door.

"see ya later alligator!" she shouts as I walk down the path.
"In a while crocodile!" I exclaim looking back with a small grin. We've said goodbye like that since I was 8 and I guess it just stuck.

Kirstie smiles as she sees me approaching, bag in hand.

"Hey babe, looking good!" she jokes as she wolf whistles me. I laugh as I get in step with her.

"shut up, she's feeling masc!" I whine as I slap her shoulder.

"mhm, I'm sure that's the only reason you're dressing up." she comments with a knowing smirk.

I blush and shove her with my shoulder as she giggles. She's kind of right though and she knows it, I am dressing up for something. Or rather a someone, anyway. His name is Scott Hoying and he may be the most perfect person I've ever known.

He's a sweetheart. Tall, handsome and extremely talented, he's the perfect package. Perfect except for the fact that he's not gay. I know, I know. I hate that the God I don't believe in made it this way but I guess life just hates me.

Now all there is to do is wait and see who his soul mate is. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention what my mark was. My mark is a sunflower.