I felt a sharp pain in both wrists. I gasp and look down at them. On my left wrist were the initials 'HL'. On my right wrist, there was a horse made of emeralds, and next to it was a paint brush. Yay! My soulmate must like animals! Just like me, but she also must like jewels. That I'm not so excited about. I hope she isn't like those spoiled rich girls like in the movie's. It also looks like she's a painter. She must be the best person in the world. For the rest of the day, I dream about my soulmate and what she must be like.
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Teen FictionThis is a soulmate AU, but it starts when they're young. I've looked for this kind of story but never found it, so, I'm making it myself.
