Soulmates

Chapter 4

Arabella's POV

The minute hand of the clock pointing to number 12, telling the students of the  class that the time with their lecturer have come to an end. Ara groans in relief mentally and eagerly packs up her things into her backpack as she slings it to her shoulder, leaving the other strap hanging in the air. She gets up and walks quickly out of the hall and to the cafeteria. She only have two classes for today and they are over, finally. Now she could enjoy her lunch meal without the need to worry about time.

There is only a week left before the final exam and after, she could graduate out of this stressful life and into the life of a free-all-the-time fresh graduate student. Her dream was to become a translator, if she could. She has already started to learn many languages since she was ten and already fluent in several languages like Russian, Italian, Japanese and of course English. She is in the process to learn French and many others. She chuckles to herself. With how wealthy they are now, she could have just relax enjoying her life if she want. But she doesn't want to let her brother carries the burden of making sure she and Alvaro eat everyday alone. He has done enough.

Remembering Alaric's tragic history, her eyes harden.

Seeing the too crowded state in the cafeteria, Ara changes her destination to a small cafe not too far from the cafeteria. The bell chimes as she pushes open the glass door to the cafe.

The delicious smell of pastries wafted in the air and her stomach gurgles as a reminder. She frowns as she pat her flat stomach hungrily. There are not many people in the cafe unlike the cafeteria, and she revel in that fact. Ara hums as she found herself a booth in the corner of the cafe.

"What can I get you, miss?"

She looks up to see a young waiter standing beside her table as he smiles charmingly at her. The waiter's smile wavers for a moment when Ara looks up from her phone, looking straight at the waiter with clear but smoky silver orbs.

"A slice of blueberry cheese cake and an ice americano." She orders simply.

The waiter blushes a little as he nods and looks down on his notepad, too weak to look straight in her big, cool eyes.

Ara looks down again to her phone right after she finishes her order. She opens the dark website every people like her use to look for 'jobs'. As she scrolls, a shadow suddenly looms over her, and she looks up in excitement, thinking that her foods have arrive. But to her disappointment, a blond around her age smiles down at her, his blue eyes staring at her face.

She raises her perfect eyebrow in question.

"Can I join you?" His masculine voice echoes in the air.

"No." She looks down back on her phone.

"Then, can I get your number? I think you are beautiful." He smiles charmingly.

Is this guy flirting with her? One of her eye slightly twitches in annoyance. Does this guy not understands that she is not interested? She looks up boredly as she twirls her fingers around the only locks of white streaks of her hair, purposely showing it in his peripheral vision.

Tell him to fuck off, Ara.

Ara shakes her head.

"Thank you, but no."

The blond's face visibly falls when he saw the single white strands of hair among the gorgeous purple locks. Oh, she has a soulmate. The guy thinks he couldn't forces the hottie if she is not interested in him.

"Oh." He the walks away sadly to his group of friends.

"I told you she found her soulmate already!"

"What?! Why didn't you tell me sooner if you notices it already?! Ah! Gabriel!!"