Ugh. I have to go to school. The first day of senior year and I still haven't found my soul mate.
All my friends have one except my twin brother Keith. Allura has Shiro, and Hunk has Shay. I decided to stop pitying myself, and get up and ready for the day.
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Then, as soon as I got done Keith barged in to our shared bedroom without a shirt on.
"Keith, come on! Put a shirt on, no one wants to see that." I said laughing as he threw a granola bar.
"Eat." He said sternly, pulling on a shirt.
"I will get something at school. I'm fine." I said looking away. I had an eating disorder, and Keith is always trying to make me eat, even though I don't want to. He got the whole friend group to watch me, and make sure I'm okay.
"Y/N! We aren't going anywhere until you eat it. Now, eat so we aren't late. And have you seen my jacket?" He asked, looking around the room until he spotted it on the desk chair you were sitting on.
"Come on. move your ass. so I can get my jacket." He said, joking around. I looked at him, pretending to be offended as I shoved the last of the granola bar in my mouth, and grabbed the bottle of pills off the desk. I got out 2 before closing that bottle and opening another one. We took antidepressants and Meds to help with sensory issues.
"Thanks," Keith mumbled, before grabbing his jacket, and his backpack, telling me to get in the car because we don't want to be late. Keith always felt weird taking the meds. They make him feel wonky, I guess. I ran out to the car, sitting in the front seat
"Come on! Let's go Keith," I yelled impatiently. There were supposed to be two new kids coming today and I had to show them around with Lotor. Lotor is this big jerk that makes fun of everyone. Me and everyone else from my friend group hated him. Hate isn't a strong enough word. He was despised.
"What are you thinking of??" Keith said interrupting your thoughts.
"I wonder if one of the new kids is my soulmate Keith. Ahhhhhhh. What if one is yours!!!" I suddenly squealed.
"Y/n I highly doubt it I don't think I have a soulmate. It just doesn't work for me." Keith said mumbling the last part. All I could think of was who was going to be My soulmate. I knew how to tell. If you touched your soulmate, your chest would turn their favorite color. I just hope it's a nice person.
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