Finding you. *ON HOLD*

Finding you.

The metal chain around my neck had always been cold, burning my skin with its smooth edges.
Nobody knows the true origin of this chain, a part from the tribe, and Harry.
I remember when Harry first asked me about the chain, we were both five, playing outside in my family’s sand pit.
“Harry, don’t hog the spade!” I snapped at my best friend who was building some sort of castle.
“I need it though Kaylie!” He argued back, we were always like this when we were younger, constant bickering but that’s why we got along so well.
“No, I need it Harry!” I snapped, louder this time, pulling at the blonde pig tails in my hair.
“Why do you always wear that?” Harry had changed the subject becoming calm almost instantly.
“Wear what?” I replied, I knew what he meant but I didn’t want to answer him, I sounded like a spoilt brat.
“That necklace” Harry pointed to the silver chain around my neck with a small silver circle hanging on my chest and an arrow running through it.
“Can I tell you a secret, you can’t tell anyone, promise?!” I stand up quickly with the excitement of telling my best friend a new secret
“Pinky swear” Harry says holding his little finger out for me to join mine with.
“Ok” I say, looking around my garden to make sure that my parents weren’t around and I lent towards his ear.
“I’m part of a tribe”
Harry has kept my secret for twelve years now although I had to tell my parents that he knew and I got in serious trouble for telling a non-tribe member the secrets of our tribe, but now I like to see Harry as an adopted member.
I was born into one of the world’s oldest and most secretive tribes. The Zupacha tribe; from the second that we are born we are ceremonially ‘crowned’ with a metal chain. This chain stays cold until we near our soul mate, the closer we are, the warmer it gets.