"So, are you excited for your big day, Jakey?" Sarah asked as the two of them were sat on the couch in their living room. Some talkshow was playing on the old tv in the corner, but neither of them was paying attention to it. It was muted anyways. Jake nodded absentmindedly and continued his revising. "Just sucks that mister Bates planned a test the day after." He said as he tried to cram more facts into his mind. He got why his mum was so caught up in this, of course. He was pretty sure the whole town did.
Because on your eighteenth birthday you wake up in your soulmate's bedroom. And on her eighteenth birthday, Sarah had woken up in her own room, and climbed out the window to avoid her parents.
"I could ask Brian to move it if you want me to." She offered as she watched her son groan in frustration at the text in his book.
"No, I'll be fine, just should've started earlier, but I was too busy playing footy." Jake shrugged. Grades didn't matter that much anyways. They weren't good when he did study, so why even bother. He was gonna have to get a scholarship if he hoped to go to uni.
"Well, if you say so. I'm sure you'll do great, Jakey." She assured him. "I should head to bed, I'm starting at six tomorrow. I'll see you on Friday, okay?" She pressed a kiss to Jake's forehead, and he assured her he'd see her on Friday. "Happy Birthday." She said as she left the living room.
Jake kept trying to study but eventually ended up falling asleep on the worn-out couch.
When he woke up, it was like he was in another world completely. He'd fallen asleep in his small home with old furniture and a fridge that made an unholy sound every now and then. And now, he was staring at a pristine white ceiling, in a bedroom that was bigger than his living room. There was a laptop on the desk and a fancy-looking chair in front of it. The sheets were unbelievably soft and comfortable, and based on the amount of doors, the room had an en-suite bathroom. This was his soulmate's bedroom? Well, at least he'd be able to help his mum out some.
Jake carefully slipped out from under the covers, it was way too hot for them anyways, and set his feet down on the light wooden floor, walking towards one of the doors and finding an en-suite behind it, just like he'd thought. He splashed his face with some water and looked around a bit. Surely his soulmate wouldn't mind him using their deodorant? But what if it was a girl? He checked the cupboard. Definitely a guy. There were three cans of AXE in there, alongside a razor that looked way too clean to be a regularly-used one. Probably bought in a wishful thinking moment.
Jake quickly used the deodorant and tried to decipher a bit more about his soulmate. He cared about his looks a lot, that much was clear from the excessive amounts of hair products and the concealer Jake had found hidden away behind a comb. He went back into the bedroom and tried another door. This one was a walk-in closet filled with a lot of bomber jackets, shorts, and single-colour shirts. There was also an entire shelf dedicated entirely to caps. A skateboard stood proudly in a corner, and Jake picked it up to examine it, taking note of every sticker on the bottom, and there were a lot.
He checked the clock. 9.55 AM. He still had five more minutes until he went back. He frantically continued looking for something that told him straight-up who his soulmate was. He knew that he skated and what his fashion sense was like. A notice board on the wall caught Jake's eye and he walked up to it. A few drawings and pictures were pinned to it, nothing that really told Jake too much, alongside some letters. Letters that had an address on them. And a name.
"Sam Conte." Jake read out loud as he grabbed one of the letters. Sam Conte. Wait. Shit. He knew that name. Of course he knew that name. Sam Conte was probably the most popular guy in their school. Jake couldn't believe his luck. Not only was it someone from his area, they went to the same school. They'd be able to talk the next day.
Well, that's what Jake thought, at least.
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There's A Line
Fanfiction//polyam nb\\ Jake Riles had expected to wake up in his soulmate's bedroom on his eighteenth birthday, of course he had, it's just that he'd also expected to wake back up in his own bedroom the next day. But based on the black curtains he was facing...
