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When an assignment for psychology class makes Peyton think about the meaning of the term soul mate, what will happen?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,910 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 10-08-06 - Published: 10-01-06 - id: 3179585
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This is just a little something I wrote from Peyton's POV. I'm not sure if it will become longer or anything like that. Just read it and tell me what you think. Please?
What's a soul mate?
That's not really a question you think about a lot but here I am doing just that. I guess it really isn't even my fault that I am. Let me explain myself a little better. Psychology. It's my favorite class that I'm in right now. Since we are about to start studying relationships, the assignment is to write down our own personal definition of the soul mate. The thing is I'm not sure what it is. I mean relationships aren't really my thing. Soul Mate. Yes, that's what I need to be thinking about. But to think that someone can be your soul mate . . . can complete you in a way no one else can . . . it's just scary, isn't it?
Every time the phrase soul mate crosses my mind I think about her. Does that mean she's my soul mate? I mean she can't be, right? Because she's a girl and we didn't date and hell if you as her we aren't even friends anymore. So no. Brooke can't be my soul mate. What about Lucas? Is he? Because I'm sure Jake wasn't. He was a nice guy. A good guy. Wait scratch that, a good man. But past that there was nothing so that brings back to what is a soul mate . . .
Next Day in Class
Mrs. Graham calls class to order as I sit in my normal spot gazing out the window.
"Mr. Sawyer would you please read your definition to get us started?"
I look up at her confused. It took me a few moments to process what she had asked. Read my definition.
"Yes ma'am." I said as I rose out of my seat and made my way to the front of the class. It had ended up taking me 5 hours to come up with a definition. I got to the front and looked at the faces of my classmates. My entire group happened to have Mrs. Graham this hour. I took a deep breath and began to read from my notebook.
"A soul mate is a person that you are completely connected to." I began not daring to look any of them in the eye. That's the bad part of having a class like this with your friends. They get to see what you really truly think. In a way they have a slight glance past the wall you try to keep around yourself. "It is a person who completes you in a way no one else can. They don't really have to be the person you end up marrying or even dating for that matter. Your soul mate is your other half." I say as I glance up, my eyes catching Brooke's. "They are the person who you can't be without. But even when you aren't with them it feels like they're still there. They are the person with whom you have that instant chemistry. You look at them and you know they'll be a part of your life forever. No matter what happens. That's a soul mate." I say finishing up.
Brooke. I think to myself as I make my way back to my seat. What if she is my soul mate and I've ruined it forever?