Mel and Est and I have been talking about Soulmate AUs lately (AU= alternate universe). It's ideas about worlds where you have a soulmate and something indicates that. For example:
-A tattoo of each others’ names on their wrist/palm/etc
-A tattoo of each others’ first words to one another
-A timer for when they shall first meet
-See colour for the first time when you meet, fades away when they die
- You stop aging at a certain age, until you meet your soulmate and grow old together.
- Songs sung by your soulmate is stuck in your head.
-Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmates’ possession somehow
- Everyone receives a special accessory (hat, watch, necklace, bracelet, etc) that is exactly alike with their soulmate. Many people, when they meet their soulmate, like to swap theirs with the other.
- If you haven’t met your soulmate but have been in the same vicinity of each other (like passing each other on a street or in the same building), that day will keep repeating until you find each other.
Just things like that. We've been talking about them. That sets the scene for me today.
Time: 5:40
Place: the line for Chick-Fil-A
I have a class at 6 with my big brother, and I decided to buy us chocolate shakes before I get there. So I'm in line, headphones in, JAMMING out to "This Is Me" from The Greatest Showman OST (aside, this movie comes out in December and I AM SO STOKED FOR IT), and a person comes up behind me in the line. I can tell that I've been noticed (like, you know that feeling, when you're aware that another human is aware of you?), but I'm casually jammin' and about to order, so I don't do anything.
Well, fast forward approximately 45 seconds and I've ordered and he's ordered and then he starts talking to me- a silly debate about whether waiting for food or finishing food is worse, and we discussed the merits of Chick-Fil-A, and meanwhile my internal panic is slowly increasing because this guy is CUTE and he's talking to me and joking with me and WHAT, we trade names, he asks me what I'm doing at BYU (snarky me wanted to say, umm, studying?), I say planning on going into music ed, it's my first semester, so I'm still figuring life out, he goes, Oh, wow, first semester, welcome to BYU then! even though it's-wait is it December, it feels like December- and I'm laughing, no it's November, don't make it December yet!
And then they called my name up at the counter, I went up and got my food and legit SCURRIED away, saying, it was nice to meet you and panicking all the while.
And I mean bigtime. Stomach in knots. Hyperventilating. Took me like 15 minutes to calm down. But I still get butterflies if I think about it again.
Maybe I'm just bad at social. Probably I am bad at social. BUT THEN THERE'S THIS CRAZY PART OF ME
That's like, I should've chatted a minute longer, hung out for a second, asked him what he's doing, we could've talked about missions, it was an easy conversation and LIKE WHAT IF HE WAS MY SOULMATE AND I JUST RUINED IT.
Listen,
I don't believe in one single destined soulmate.
It's just all this talk of soulmate AUs has been running around, and I think it's getting to me.
Also, he made me laugh. Which was nice.
I'm a disaster.
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