Everyone is born with a combination. Combinations combine a soulmate and enemy, but it doesn't tell you which one is which. James, is a little bit different... "Who's your combination James?" Said Kayle. "I wasn't born with one.." I said a little to loudly. The cafeteria went silent. Kayle gave me the death glare and stood up from the table. I WARNING RATED PG FOR PRETTY GAY BE WARNED! SHIT ABOUT TO GET REALAll Rights Reserved