Tattoos
Letters.
CLAIRE'S POV
"Oh my gosh! Claire, Claire wake up!" Lyn screeched while jumping up and down on my bed.
I groaned and grabbed the nearest pillow and hit her with it. Immediately, she fell on her butt on my bed. I laughed into my pillow and waited for sleep to overtake me again. I was so close to falling back asleep, but Lyn took the pillow and hit me with it.
"Lyn, it's still early fuck off." I mumbled into my pillow.
Lyn scoffed, "Claire, it's almost noon. Now get your lazy ass up, we got letters."
"Yeah, that's what happens when you have mailbox." I snapped, I really wanted to go back to sleep.
"No Claire," I felt Lyn crawl off the bed, "We got our letters."
I shot my head up and turned my entire body to face my roommate, "You're lying."
She shook her head and handed me the gold envelope that every person dreamed about receiving. My name was written in black ink on the front of it.
This letter informed me that I would go to the government's capitol building tomorrow, and receive my tattoo. Not just an ordinary tattoo, everyone got a tattoo. It was your soulmates initials, they would search your name on a computer, and your soulmates name would be under you name. Then they would grab the tattoo pen and write the initials on it and then somehow destiny would help you meet your soulmate.
How I know so much about this process? All my friends except Lyn had gotten their tattoo. No one knows when you would get your tattoo, the government decided. You could get it when you're eight or sixteen. It was promised by the government that you would get it before you were thirty.
Your soulmate was also required to be the opposite sex (A/N I'm not homophobic I fully support gay marriage, it's just for the story.)
"We're due tomorrow at 2 p.m. sharp." Lyn said out loud while she read her letter.
I nodded, "At least we get to go together."
"I swear if I get some creepy forty year old man, I'm living in your basement with your family." Lyn groaned and face-planted into my bed.
I laughed, "What if we both get forty year old men?"
"Then we run away." She said bluntly.
"I'm going to go shower since someone woke me up. Then we can go shopping and find something nice to wear tomorrow." I grabbed my towel and robe and threw them over my shoulder.
I had butterflies in my stomach since tomorrow was the day. I didn't know if the butterflies were a good or bad thing.
"Oh my gosh! Claire, Claire wake up!" Lyn screeched while jumping up and down on my bed.
I groaned and grabbed the nearest pillow and hit her with it. Immediately, she fell on her butt on my bed. I laughed into my pillow and waited for sleep to overtake me again. I was so close to falling back asleep, but Lyn took the pillow and hit me with it.
"Lyn, it's still early fuck off." I mumbled into my pillow.
Lyn scoffed, "Claire, it's almost noon. Now get your lazy ass up, we got letters."
"Yeah, that's what happens when you have mailbox." I snapped, I really wanted to go back to sleep.
"No Claire," I felt Lyn crawl off the bed, "We got our letters."
I shot my head up and turned my entire body to face my roommate, "You're lying."
She shook her head and handed me the gold envelope that every person dreamed about receiving. My name was written in black ink on the front of it.
This letter informed me that I would go to the government's capitol building tomorrow, and receive my tattoo. Not just an ordinary tattoo, everyone got a tattoo. It was your soulmates initials, they would search your name on a computer, and your soulmates name would be under you name. Then they would grab the tattoo pen and write the initials on it and then somehow destiny would help you meet your soulmate.
How I know so much about this process? All my friends except Lyn had gotten their tattoo. No one knows when you would get your tattoo, the government decided. You could get it when you're eight or sixteen. It was promised by the government that you would get it before you were thirty.
Your soulmate was also required to be the opposite sex (A/N I'm not homophobic I fully support gay marriage, it's just for the story.)
"We're due tomorrow at 2 p.m. sharp." Lyn said out loud while she read her letter.
I nodded, "At least we get to go together."
"I swear if I get some creepy forty year old man, I'm living in your basement with your family." Lyn groaned and face-planted into my bed.
I laughed, "What if we both get forty year old men?"
"Then we run away." She said bluntly.
"I'm going to go shower since someone woke me up. Then we can go shopping and find something nice to wear tomorrow." I grabbed my towel and robe and threw them over my shoulder.
I had butterflies in my stomach since tomorrow was the day. I didn't know if the butterflies were a good or bad thing.
Notes
NEW STORY!! It's kind of different, but yeah I hope you enjoy :), first chapter is always short but they aren't always this short and boring I promise!
-JJ ,xo
aw fuck
1/19/18