Paris' Pov:
"A broken heart? Are you serious? Is this some kind is sick joke?" I seethed, clenching my fists.
I spent years wondering what my iconic mark would be it and turned out to be a damn broken heart.
How ironic is that? A girl who believes in love so deeply and is named after the city of love has a mark the shape of a broken heart.
"Ummm you know, if you look at it from a different angle it looks like a deformed um pancake?" Scarlett tried to lighten the mood.
My energy of the excitement of my mark dissipated.
"Let's just sleep, it's late." I mumbled and hid under my duvet.
Scarlett sighed and snuggled into her sleeping bag, "Night Paris."
I didn't reply as I lay in bed, wondering what did I do to deserve such a mark.
Suddenly, my joy of moving to London was replaced by emptiness as I slowly dozed off to sleep.
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"Bye I love you all so much." I said, hugging my parents tight.
"Remember to call us every day alright, Paris?" Dad smiled.
I nodded and kissed them on the cheek before turning around and heading inside the airport terminal.
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I stepped out of the cab, stretching my legs as I stared at the boarding university ahead of me.
I can't believe it...I'm finally here in London.
With my bags in my hands, I entered the school, holding my breath at what would be awaiting me
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"Alright, Paris. Here is your timetable and the keys to your dorm. I hope that you'll settle in nicely, you can call me if you need any help alright dearie?"
I nodded and thanked the lady, walking out of the office when I suddenly bumped into someone and hit my head.
"Ow shit..."
I looked up and saw the most piercing blue eyes I've ever seen staring back at me.
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I'm sorry, I know it's really short but I swear, I'll try and make the next few chapters longer.
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Marked Soulmates
RomanceWhenever someone turns 16, a mark will be imprinted onto their right ankle and it will stick to you for the rest of your life. Marks have special meanings. Only two people in the entire world have the same exact mark. These two people are called "so...