The Object Said....

•Wake up, please....•

The wind will content our souls together. We will never leave each other.

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Chapter 7

Vikk's p.o.v.

"I love you," Lachlan whispered. I giggled as I cuddle closer to him. He wraps his arm around me making me safe. It felt we can be here for hours just enjoying each other warm. To me this is all new, our tribe says this is rare that we, me and Lachlan, figure out we were soulmates. They say we were too young to tell so the town folks always want to talk to us. I don't mind they talk about us but there are some girls who are jealous. They want my Lachy as their soulmate they would bring their objects with them and pray their object will glow that beautiful color. Lachlan kiss my forehead breaking my thoughts. "I wish our friends will soon find their soulmates soon," Lachlan commented. I nodded sadly. We always see Rob with his lava crystal staring at it lonely. He obviously wants to find his love. Rob came out of nowhere panting;"E..... ender.... dust.....heresoletshelpMitch" He huffed. I bolted up; pulling Lachlan to me. What happened to Mitch...

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Preston's p.o.v.

I was talking to Jerome and suddenly he didn't look too good. He fell to his knees screaming in pain. I felt helpless; the first thing that came up my mind was to call Brandon. Jerome's face was pale and it looks like he wasn't breathing at all. I panicked, "BRANDON HE ISN'T BREATHING!!" Brandon's eyes turn an orange color "Preston go get your set of Black ink icebergs so I can make a healing potion," he instructed. My body was shaking pretty bad I was scared. I was going to lose my best friend/family member. I hurried to my room passing my flower crown that was sitting on my bed. Tears were flowing freely now not care if they stop. My lava-like skin drop it's bright glow shine to a very dull orange like a sunset reaching its end. Why does this have to be hard!! I yelled in my mind. I was useless in everything I do. I and Jerome were just talking and look at him now. I reach for my set of icebergs and rush to Brandon. When I can back, Jerome was passed out. I turn to face Brandon wondering what happened to Jerome. He shook his head telling me it's okay. He gently took the set off my hands and began to work. I prayed please wake up...

So sorry guys!!! School is hell for me. I miss my friends and everything. too hard to focus when you worry about your friends wondering if they change etc. Promise you that I will survive 8th grade.