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ComicCon Part One

    they say there is no such thing as soulmates.  the definition of a soulmate is "a person with whom one has a deeply personal relationship."
    doesn't that include friendships? one can have a "deeply personal relationship" not involving all of the mushy-touchy feelings. 
    or at least that's what jo thought as she straightened her blazer.  taking one last glance at the mirror, she walked out the door, bring me the horizon blasting loud enough to drown out the city noise. 
    she took her seat on the bus and opened her recent fascination, the da vinci code.
    jo couldn't help but notice the odd states as she read. must not be used to cosplayers, she mused to herself. 
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    Anni glared at her program, that is until she walked into something-someone.
    "I'm so sorry," she blushed.
    "Don't worry about it," the person laughed.
    "Nice costume! Eleven, right?  I'm Anni," she offered a hand.
    "Why yes, Miss Song," The person took her hand, "I'm Jo."
    "Nice to meet you," Anni smiled.  Her phone started to ring.  "I'm sorry, it's my mother making sure I made it here all right, I have to take this," she smiled apologetically.
    "No biggie, I've got to find my brother.  See you later?"
    "Count on it," Anni laughed. 
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