unrequited

#WCChapter24

theme: back to school

(Ship: n/a)

This is why I shouldn’t write shit.

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Zoe stared at her reflection in the mirror, laced around her pinky was a velvet red string. She didn’t know where it came from, but it just popped up two nights ago.

The string popped up whenever another person’s soulmate was nearby. Often branded as “the string of destiny” or “the lovers rope” it was a joyous celebration whenever it popped up. It was something only the soulmates could see, no one else could feel its effect or even the rope itself. see the It was said when the two lovers met, the first glance would send electric sparks of emotion surging through their body.

Zoe kept staring at her pinkie. The velvet glistening under her bedroom light. It was 5:00 am, she had to wake up in an hour but she couldn’t sleep. Tomorrow (well technically today) was the first day of school and she was finally going to meet her soulmate.

she spent the solid two hours going over her appearance, concealing freckles that were out of place, going over her hair until the cowlick was painfully defluffed, brushing her teeth until they were whiter than pearls, coating her lashes in mascara and putting a gorgeous baby pink lipstick on her lips.

Pretty soon she was on the bus towards school, butterflies with razor blade wings stormed around in her stomach. In fifteen short minutes is when she would finally be able to meet her partner for life.

She stepped off the school bus. She began to follow the rope deeper and deeper into the school, fighting between kids and the faint disgusting scents of vape fumes. She turned around the hallway, following the slightly shimmering velvet rope. She finally stood in front of her soulmate.

She was new. It was very obvious from the fact zoe hadn’t seen anyone like her before. Her strawberry blonde hair bounced whenever she moved, she had a cloud of faint marshmallow perfume following her, she was dressed like a vogue model and strutted like the world was her runaway. Zoe’s heart pounded as she waited for the first glance. It was the first day of senior year and she has already found her lover, she was ready to conquer the world.

The girl glanced into Zoe’s eyes, but nothing happened. Her emerald eyes where gazing into Zoe’s starcrossed eyes. No sparks flew, nothing happened. For the first time ever, in the history of the planet, the velvet rope began to fade.

“look at that train wreck” the girl snickered, faking dry heaving noises as Zoe ran into the bathroom to process what just happened.

how could it be possible she didn’t have a soulmate? Why did her soulmate hate her? Millions of whys floated around in her head. She collapsed underneath the hand drier. Thousands of emotions welling up inside of her. She bawled, pouring thousands of salty tears out of her eyes. Weeping into her hands feeling the worthless thoughts welling deep within her.