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ordinarybookquotes · 3 years
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Just the bees #1
Inspired by: http://krumcake.tumblr.com/post/84983728019/honestly-im-really-only-interested-in-soulmate 
SATURDAY
The kiss was tedious. Just as they all were. Anna always expected there to be a spark or at least a tingle, but in stead what she got was tasteless (at best) saliva and a cramp in her tongue from trying to force something that just wasn’t happening. Everyone said it would be different once she found her soulmate. Then the longed for spark would erupt into fireworks. But Anna had hoped to enjoy herself a bit in the meantime. But this poor boy just wasn’t cutting it. Anna broke the kiss off, and when the clueless boy leaned in for another, she turned her head away, smiled and made an excuse about needing the bathroom. She left the boy on the couch, and went to find her friend Elsie. Elsie seemed to be having a better time than Anna at the party. She was standing in the kitchen with a group of girls from school, and laughing out loud at the conversation going on around the drinks mixer. Anna timidly broke into the conversation and gently touching Elsie’s elbow she whispered in her ear, “I think I’m gonna go home now:” Elsie made a pouty face and asked her why. “Just not feeling it tonight”, Anna responded with a shrug. “You’re never “feeling it””; Elsie said, but she gave Anna a hug nonetheless, and Anna slipped out of the back door, in order to avoid the lovesick boy on the couch. She felt kind of bad just leaving him like that, but she was sure he would bounce back and find somebody else to share kisses with. Hopefully someone  who would enjoy it more than Anna had.
As she got home Anna once again ended up in front of the mirror with the waistband of her skirt pulled down to reveal the name written on her hip. She had often stared at it and wondered about it. It had appeared on her skin, when she was about 13, forming from the light brown birthmark that had designated the spot where she should look for it. It had come late to Anna. Most people had their soulmate’s name appear from the birthmark around the age of 10. At first Anna had been disappointed when the name remained hidden, and then she even became nervous. She had heard of some people whose birthmark for some reason never changed into a name. Those people usually ended up living a sad life, alone and hopeless. Often they became alcoholics, homeless or they even committed suicide. Anna shivered at the thought and let go of her waistband, so it covered the name back up. The name had eventually turned up, and Anna had at first breathed a sigh of relief knowing that she wouldn’t be one of the unlucky ones. Even so there were still many things that cold go wrong before she actually found her soulmate.
As pretty much everyone did, she had Googled the name on her hip, but had come up empty. That wasn’t unusual, people took care to be private about their online presence, since a lot of bad situations had arisen from people Googling their soulmate’s name. Some became obsessed, some tried to hide from an unwanted soul mate and some even changed their names and covered up the name tattooed on their body in order to avoid their destiny.
So Anna had come up empty as far as Googling her soulmate’s name was concerned. She didn’t know if he was close by or far away, and honestly that was fine with Anna. She wasn’t really ready for the whole “happily ever after” thing, even though practically everyone at school was dying to find their certain someone. Anna was fine with testing the waters for a bit and taking things easy. In fact she wasn’t so sure it would have been a bad thing if the name had never appeared on her hip. She hadn’t told anyone about it, but she actually wasn’t that interested in finding her soulmate. She knew it would be a scandal if she declared that she wasn’t dying to find her soulmate, so she just kept that little tidbit for herself and hoped it would be a while before the soulmate showed up. Everyone at school was obsessed with finding their soulmate and Anna pretended to be just another one of the bunch. She had even gone so far as to tell her friends at school that her Google search had come up empty. But she hadn’t told anyone the name, though. She wanted to keep that private. A lot of people did. Knowing the name of your soulmate only left so much romance in the business, so you had to savor what you had. You wouldn’t want your aunt pulling over the cashier from the super market announcing that she found your soulmate, and then just waiting for the supposed lovers to have a tearstained embrace. No, Anna wanted that moment to be private. Luckily for her, the placement of her tattoo was easy to hide. Even in PE she could hide it with the right pair of underwear. Elsie on the other hand, was having a bit of a struggle trying to hide the name on her wrist. It involved a lot of bracelets and wrist cuffs, but so far she had succeeded. Even Anna had no clue what Elsie’s tattoo said.
As she got ready for bed Anna once again wondered about her own indifference as far as her soulmate was concerned. She was just not interested. She liked the idea of kissing, holding hands and sharing sweet moments with someone, but when it came down to actual fact, the kissing was boring, the handholding got sweaty and the sweet moments usually consisted of having to share the lunch you had painstakingly made for yourself. She was just as happy, if not happier, on her own. The soulmate could wait. She assumed she was just a late bloomer as her aunt Judy called it. The late appearance of the name could suggest the same, so Anna always settled for that explanation, even though a nagging doubt was always resting at the back of her mind. She settled into an uneasy sleep, resolved to think nothing more of the soulmate or the disappointing kiss.
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