I sat up in my bed, groaning, and clutched my stomach. I had just woke up seconds ago from the pain, but could tell it wasn't my own pain and was my soulmate's by the way it was more like when you move your foot after it fell asleep and felt a little disconnected and not like actual pain.
Every month I get woken up from this kind of pain at least once. I guess that's an easy way to tell my soulmate is a girl, or at the very least, female. At times like this it makes me glad I don't have my own cramps during my time, because I would feel extremely guilty if I woke my soulmate up with them.
Wait. Does me not having my own cramps make them believe I'm a boy? Possibly... But, I mean, we're soulmates, so they shouldn't mind, right?
"Callie!" My mother calls from downstairs. I glance at my clock, 6:23. I look at my arm as the pain passes and see scribbled messily as if she couldn't see what she was writing,
"So sorry! didn't wake you, did I?" I reach for my black washable marker as her words disappear.
"Callie!" my mother yells again, more stern this time.
"Just a minute, mom!" I yell back, frustrated at her, and write where the words once were,
"No prob, my mom needed me anyway." After seeing the words disappear, I got dressed in my school uniform then headed downstairs.
I don't think we're in similar time zones, because she must think we are and I was asleep like she probably was. For all I know, she could be in somewhere like London while I'm here in Phoenix, or she could even be in New Zealand.
I walked downstairs after changing, and said morning to my mom while preparing cereal.
You might be wondering about the whole "words disappearing off my arm" thing, right? well, the way it goes is if you write something intended for your soulmate, it disappears once they see it, while if that's not your intention, it just stays until you wash it off or otherwise.
If your soulmate writes something on them intended for you and you don't look immediately, you get a stabbing pain where it is which doesn't affect your soulmate like any other pain, but does start off light and gets extremely painful if you don't look soon enough.
I felt a light stab feeling on my arm where she previously wrote, and looked at it to see "I like your handwriting... though its too dark to see it very well currently..." it disappeared and I finished my food, then subtly grabbed one of my mom's ballpoint pens off her desk while walking out of the house and to school, saying bye to her.
As my uniform consists of a baby blue turtleneck, an indigo skirt, and black wedges, along with the school bag which is a grey, I had to push my sleeve up to my elbow to reply, like I did under the table while eating.
"Why don't you turn on the light?"
when she replied, I noticed she changed what she was writing with as well and was doing it with a pen.
"I'm sleeping over at a friend's house, and they're all still asleep because of staying up late, and blackout curtains, etc." As I read, the words disappeared so she could write more. "I decided to go to the hall. How come you changed what your writing with?"
"The other thing fell and I'm lazy. Can I ask you a crazy question?"
Before being able to see the reply, I bumped into someone and almost fell, but they grapped my wrist, making me awkward be just above the ground, but them not pulling me up straight. I looked up at who it was. and when out eyes locked, he smirked and dropped my wrist, letting me fall the foot at least to the ground, and I yelped, then felt a slight stabbing pain on my arm.
"Watch where you're going, dummy."
I rolled my eyes and waited until he walked away before getting up. that was Jay Jon, and everyone in school hates him as he's one of the rudest people you can meet. I sighed and tried to find my pen that I dropped. I sharply inhaled as the pain from my arm intensified enough to make me fall over, and looked at my arm.
"Yeah, sure, what is it?"
I let out a breath of relief when the pain vanished. to our bodies, it seems, soulmates are the most important things on the earth, especially when coming to making sure you see when they're talking to you. I gave up and grabbed another pen from my bag before writing.
"What time is it for you?"
"Ha ha..." when I didn’t write anything for a couple minutes, she continued. "Are you serious? I thought soulmates were supposed to live close to each other?"
"not always, and I noticed you spoke as if it was late, or early, when for me I have school starting soon.. So I guess it is early for me, but not as early as it seems for you.."
When she didn't reply, I signed and rolled down my sleeve, only to practically be jumped from behind.
"Ah!" we fell over, but upon hearing my best friends laughter, I laughed too before feeling more pain from my arm.
"Alex, hand me my pen?" I sat up, dusted the dirt off myself, then rolled up my sleeve to check what she said.
"Are you okay?? did you just fall? are you worried because I didn't reply??" after that disappeared, "oh my god did your worry over me make you fall! are you okay, though? im so sorry" I interrupted her words.
"Hey, its fine, it was a friend. I'm okay."
"Woah, is your soulmate a girl?" Alex spoke. I forgot she was there, so I sprawled on my arm a quick "gotta go" and rolled my sleeve back down.
"Oh, shut it, Alex, you know how insensitive asking about someone’s soulmate can be if they haven't said you can ask outright."
"Shit," Alex winced. "Sorry, I didn't mean it in a rude way, just was curious. Anyway, we should get to school."
"Wait, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." Alex's face softened.
"It's okay, you tell me whatever you need. Space, a friend, a pair of ears that won't judge, and I'll do it."
"Thanks, Alex. I'll try to tell you at lunch. I should tell them something first, though." Alex handed me my pen I dropped with a smile and started walking ahead when I rolled my sleeve up.
"Sorry about that. As for my question, for me it's currently 6:48 in the morning, so do what you wish with that information." After they disappeared and I had more space, "You don't need to tell me what time is it there, or anything about who you are, but I gotta go to school," disappear, write more, "so hopefully we can talk more later. well... write." I rolled down my sleeve and ran over to Alex the best I could in wedges.