This is according to the soulmate AU that you have a tattoo and whatever feeling your soulmate has, your tattoo will reflect that through a color. Part One of Hiatus One Shots while you wait for book two!
I sit on my bed like I do every Thursday after school. It's quiet, and all my siblings are out of the house. So I sit here and I stare at the colored band of tattoo around my middle finger. It's a cruel joke really. Most people's soulmate tattoos are somewhere only they would see, someplace unoticable. Mine? Around my finger like some freaking mood ring. I'm sure my soulmate is getting a very pale green of annoyance at the moment. I'm about to continue sulking when my phone dings. Maria Reynolds, the junior year heartthrob of everyone who can be attracted to women. Including me.
Maria: U doin alright sweetheart???
Me: oh yes, haha... why do you ask?
Maria: You seemed upset @ school ;D
I flush at that. Her timing couldn't be stranger.
Me: how perceptive of you to notice!
Maria: When it comes to you, it's hard NOT to notice. Ps, you looked hot today in gym.
My cheeks immediately set alight. Maria Reynolds calling me hot... I take a deep breath and tap out a response.
Me: well you look hot always so
Maria: Well okay then. If I'm so hot maybe we should go do something today.
Maria: Hey, Eliza????
I find myself completely frozen on my bed. I... Need to respond.
Me: I'm free, yeah. You got a car?
Maria: I'm a junior. Of course.
Maria: And are you embarrassed?? You BLUSHING??? ;D
I hate her, I've decided.
Me: No! Look, here's my address, be here in fifteen? Xx xxxx xxx (address)
Maria: Will i have to face another lecture by ang? Bcuz its super uncomfortable. Your sister is tooooooo protective
Me: you don't live with her. It's terrible. And no, she isn't home.
Maria: Peggy...?
Me: Theater practice.
Maria: thank god. That just leaves parents, and parents love me, sweetheart. Trust me.
Me: almost as much as mr. whitney does.
Maria: ;D Give me a few minutes
Maria's picking me up. In her car. And we're going to do something. My not-mood ring turns a dark pink and I laugh. My soulmate must be thrilled that I'm actually doing this. They're probably jealous... But my ring isn't that sickly green, so maybe just happy for me. I leap off my bed and grab some makeup, quickly throwing my appearance together. I don't want to look bad, of course.
Maria: Guess who's here and raring to go?!
I squeal a fair bit and grab my bag, dashing out the door and locking it behind me. I wave at Maria in her car and skip out.
She subtly swings her hair to rest on her opposing shoulder, grinning behind the wheel. "You look nice today, Liza."
"Thank you," I grin. "And you as well, as usual."
"Why, thank you. Where do you want to go?" She looks out the window, smirking as if she can imagine a million possibilities.
"Um..." I trail off. "I don't know."
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Hamiltome of Ships
Hayran KurguThe book of ships that are both likely AND unlikely. Some will be according to the main story, and some won't! (i'm too lazy to find a cover so like...If anyone wants to make a cover for us, go ahead!)
