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The bus rumbled on, streaking through the city and slowed at a red light. Macy received a text from her friend Georgia early that morning claiming that her timer was down to 6 hours and it had bought a sharp ache in her heart.

She was happy for Georgia, of course, it would be heartless to not be. You don't meet your soulmate everyday.

Macy stared at her own wrist, where a timer was implanted into her skin. The countdown had been the same for close to two years, zero years, months, days, hours, minutes and zero seconds.

Macy wasn't sure why exactly her own timer had one day jumped from 6 days, 3 hours, 43 minutes and 12 seconds to zero. She was so close to meeting her soulmate but it had ended, just like that.

She was happy for everyone who got to fall in love with the one who they were destined to be with, but she couldn't help but wonder what had made her unable to have that.

Often, like at that moment, when life was bustling on around her, children screaming and couples laughing and chattering away, Macy wondered what became of her soulmate. Did he die? Did he decide he didn't want to be loved? If so, where was he now? Travelling the world without worrying about some girl that he had left heart broken, who was sitting on a bus wondering where he had gone.

The bus slowed to a crawl, then stopped outside her school. She stepped off along with a few others that rode the North bus and started towards the entrance.

Eastville High was the place Macy hated most. She loved the learning part, just not the couples always together, laughing and smiling and staring into each others eyes. It made her sick in the stomach.

Georgia jumped on her in the hallway, wearing a pretty blouse tucked into a denim skirt and flats and far more makeup than usual.

"Oh Georgie, you look gorgeous." Macy told her once she pulled out of the hug and she grinned at her.

"I'm so excited Mace! I meet him today!" She squealed. Then her face morphed into one of slight fear. "What if I mess up? What if he doesn't like me? Oh no, is my foundation blended properly?" She asked worriedly, craning her neck backwards for Macy to check. Her foundation was flawless.

Macy smiled at her in a reassuring way and clasped her hands in her own. "He will love you. You are meant to be." She told her and she relaxed a little.

They made their way towards their lockers which were side by side and pulled out the booked they needed. Macy had art first and Georgia had geometry.

"Cya lovely." Macy called to her over her shoulder and weaved through the corridors filled with students who were much taller than her until she reached the art classroom.

She sat in her usual spot at the back and sketched in the back of her English book until the art teacher, Ms. Tindell came bustling into the class, glasses crooked and fly aways sticking out like a lion mane.

"Hello class!" She greeted enthusiastically. "Today we'll be doing portraits of each other. Really work and try your hardest on proportions. Alright, split up!" She instructed and chair legs scraped on the ground as nearly every student got up and searched the room for their partner.

Macy stayed at her seat and continued to sketch until a shadow loomed over her desk. She put down her pencil and her green eyes met bright blue eyes and a cocky smirk.

"Hey Mace, want to be partners?" Miles Freeman was standing in front of her in all his muscular glory, arms crossed over his sculpted chest and biceps bulging.

Seeing no one else would be willing to be her partner, Macy nodded her head curtly and opened her sketchbook. Miles pulled out a chair next to her and sat heavily in it, taking out his sketchbook.

Silence filled the room apart from the sound pencils scratching across paper. Macy glanced up at Miles to get an idea on his facial shape, proportion and such things, and sketched them onto her paper.

Macy's mind wandered, imagining what it would have been like to have Miles as a soul mate. He was hot, funny and unexpectedly kind. He would be a great soul mate. Macy smiled sadly to herself and Miles looked up and noticed but kept his mouth shut.

Everyone knew that Macy had no soul mate to meet. Everyone glanced at her sympathetically whenever they saw her and thought she wasn't looking. She noticed though and it only made her heart heavier.

The bell rang and Macy collected up her books and started heading to chemistry when Miles caught up to her.

"Hey, uh, Mace? Wait up." He called and stopped her by lightly pulling on the back of her jacket.

She turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yes?" She asked.

"I was, uh, wondering if you would maybe like to go out on a date. I mean only if you want to, you don't have to." He chuckled and scratched the back of his neck and shyly met her eyes.

Macy was shocked and have him a small smile. "I don't know Miles..." she trailed off and Miles spoke again.

"Just one. I promise it'll be great." He tried reasoning with her and she caved.

"Sure. Um I'll give you my number and you can text me the details, yeah?" She ripped off a small piece of paper and scribbled down her number, handing it to him before saying goodbye.

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Lu xx