HEEEY. Okay so I was writing the new chapter for Fresh Start and I was looking through tumblr for some prompts because I had this writers block and then I saw prompts about soulmates and this story was born. It was actually going to be a one-shot but I planned so much more so at the end I turned it into a multi-chapter story. Still, I think it's going to be a short fic since it was planned to be a one-shot.

Anyway I hope you enjoy it and please leave reviews that I REALLY need in order for me to know what you think and what should I improve or add- I value a lot your opinion and I'm really happy about how this chapter turned out so yay! I really hope you like it.

And it's short, I'm sorry this is just the intro.

I do not own GMW but I do have my imagination and my will to never let Lucaya die.

It was funny somehow or ironic, indeed it was ironic.

How what was supposed to hold and encapsulate your soul- was also the way to find your soulmate.

But it was an undeniable fact of life. It had been written along with the stories of Homer in Greece, Shakespeare had written about it as well and it shaped our society.

It was a simply deed: Your skin is a map to your soulmate- if you drew something on your skin it would dissipate and then appeared into your soulmates skin, getting tattoos was a real nightmare because you wouldn't have it, your soulmate would. But it was different with scars and bruises those would stay in both of you. Important fact, though: It was only with little things not traumatic events or really bad injuries that would show up on your soulmate's body.

Nonetheless that was the only 'rule' to say it in a way. There was no age, no gender, no season and no certain fact of when your skin would begin to show who your soulmate was. Some people began to show scars that didn't belong to them since they were babies, other people would only see them when half of their life had passed. Some others wouldn't follow the rules and simply marry someone that wouldn't be their soulmate- but the Universe had a funny way to act and the person they would marry would lead them to their true soulmate.

It was scary but thrilling.

And at the end of the day it didn't matter how much it annoyed Maya and how much it enchanted Riley- the whole deal of checking your body, seeking a new trace, a new clue to add up to the mystery of who was that person you were meant to spend your life with.

Maya really hated the whole deal and she was sure she wouldn't fall for that crap- but she also had experience what it would be if she didn't marry her soulmate, it would end up like her parents' marriage. Therefore, Maya was conflicted she really didn't know if she believed all that fairy tale story but she was also scared that she wouldn't find anyone.

That's why it was funny how it had presented it to Maya. When she was six, one day she woke up with nothing out of the ordinary but as she arrived at the kitchen for breakfast, her mother simply dropped the bowl of cereal as she watched Maya's face completely terrified. Maya had a huge bruise eye, the purple color made her blue grey eyes popped and it had both relieved and shocked her- she indeed had a soulmate because there was no way she would have done that to herself in a few minutes. It also became amusing because Maya, as the artist she was, she liked to draw everywhere and on everything- including her skin but it had annoyed her to the core when she realized that her skin would erase the drawing she made on her hand, arm or leg and not like it usually stayed when she was younger.

She hated it but she learned to live with it- incredibly, her soulmate during childhood and specially on their tweens had a special gift for giving Maya unthinkable bruises and some scars on her hands, Maya could go to the bathroom during class without anything but when she came back her cheekbone would have this nasty bruise. Nonetheless Maya was no better at keeping her soulmate's skin clean: she would draw daily on her skin when she was bored in class or on the subway, or when she simply wanted to draw and she would maybe fight someone who messed with Riley or Farkle and end up with a bruise cheek or a scar on her eyebrow.

Maya knew she had a soulmate and that she might be able to find it someday, but it wasn't her ultimate goal. Especially since after she arrived at seventh grade, the bruises began to be less common, they dissipated easily and Maya didn't pay much attention to it.

The Universe has a funny way of working things out- although Maya wanted to avoid it somehow, her skin had been a map since she was a child, only at the age of six whilst Riley's skin had remained clear- until one day.

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It was their second week back at High School being Sophomores and all was pretty exciting by itself but then it happened.

"Maya!" Riley screamed as Maya climbed to the bay window.

Maya was ready for school, she had even bought a new skirt with a new sweater and all but her best friend was nowhere near ready and Maya was sure that if she didn't hurry up then they would be late.

"Riley, what the hell?" Maya spitted as she walked towards her best friend that had this light up smile drawn on her face and was mesmerized looking at the ceiling while she covered her left wrist. "Why aren't you ready? We are going to be so late."

"Maya is happening." Riley muttered, she almost didn't even move her mouth because she still had that smile completely attached to her face.

"What's happening?" Maya breathed while she sat down on her best friend's bed.

Without much introduction Riley sat down on her bed and uncovered her left wrist, there was a little circle with points surrounding it and under that it said 'Pluto'. Maya gazed at Riley and Riley simply shook her head. Maya knew what this meant, this meant that Riley indeed had a soulmate but the most important thing was that her soulmate knew about her love for Pluto so that left little to no space to find out who it was.

"Do you think it's him?" Riley said hopefully, there was a certain spark on her eyes- a glow that Maya knew it was because Riley was in love with the idea of love and most importantly, she was in love with the boy that Maya loved too.

"Who?" Maya asked as she played dumb.

"Lucas, off course." Riley giggled without much prelude and Maya felt a pressure on her chest. "He knows how important Pluto is for me."

"Honey, everyone in Middle School knew about it." Maya broke it to Riley, she didn't mean to be tough but she was being realistic about the Pluto thing.

Riley's smile faded away slowly and was replaced by a frown as she gazed at Maya strangely. Riley stood up from her bed and began to walk towards her door, Maya rolled her eyes.

"I'm not trying to be mean Riley, I'm just being realistic." Maya said as she breathed out without moving from Riley's bed. "I'm sorry."

Maya then heard her best friend's step slow down and then stop, she closed her eyes for a second because she knew this would hurt her. Maya turned around with the fakest smile she could do and told the only thing she knew would calm her best friend down.

"You're right, maybe it's Lucas." Maya smiled.

Riley's face began to glow again and then she threw herself at Maya for a hug, Maya laughed and Riley did too. Maya was used to it, ease up Riley's insecurities and at the end of the day she felt like it was the right thing to do- Riley might be right.

"Thank you Peaches." Riley chuckled and then she began skipping towards the outside of her room towards the bathroom. "I'll hurry up."

Maya smiled as she saw her best friend leaving the room and then her scowl came back again as she laid down on the bed. She didn't know what to think, she was almost sure that Lucas wouldn't be her soulmate. They were way too different, he was moral compass and a Huckleburry- they just didn't match like Riley and Lucas did.

Nonetheless, for a second Maya had been almost certain about it when Zay arrived at NY and told them the Texas Lucas thing, it had been almost a ray of hope for Maya and even more after the campfire. But then the year ended, they stopped dating after New Year's Eve and things had gone without much of a Triangle through Freshman year but Maya knew Riley was still pinning over Lucas and by the end of Freshman year Riley began to be all flirty again with him. Therefor although it hurt Maya to the very core she was sure she needed to step back once again because Lucas wasn't her soulmate.

Maya sighed as she placed her hands on her face, she knew that Riley would take a while to get ready. Maya passed a hand through her hair and then took a hold of her back-up, she began digging through her books until she found a pen. Maya then sat down against Riley's bed and began to draw on her right leg, she wanted to let her soulmate knew she was there and she began to impulsively draw lines and mandalas all over it- with a hurry and a deprivation she hadn't felt before for her soulmate.

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Lucas had just finished showering, he was picking out his pants and shirt for the day, maybe something blue he thought, then his mother was calling his name for breakfast.

"Coming Mom!" Lucas yelled as he passed a hand through his wet hair as he picked out a shirt and some jeans- then he saw it.

Appearing on near his knee, some doodles began to appear on his right leg and he sighed as he watched the lines, circles and even Mandalas appearing on his leg. Lucas felt annoyed, how on earth could she draw at this time of the day, she should be having breakfast by now.

"You can't draw Maya, stop drawing on yourself!" Lucas breathed out as he rolled his eyes. "I can't go to basketball practice with my leg like this!"

Lucas sighed as he walked again towards the bathroom and picked a towel to remove the ink that invaded his leg. He was used to this honestly, it would be 10 years in November and he had learned to live with it. Since he could remember he was always washing away things that he hadn't done to himself, he had to erase bunnies that appeared out of the blue on his hands and arms certain days during elementary school before anyone saw it and even now- that he knew who his soulmate was he was always trying to remove the things that he saw her draw on her skin and then quickly appear on his.

It hadn't been easy to see it at first.

Lucas was infatuated with Riley's bubbly personality and charming smile, he thought about her because he remembered the bunnies from his childhood reflected on her personality. But then things began to change and the pretty brunette wasn't the only one capturing his sight- the blonde beauty was the one who truly stole his heart and at the end was his soulmate.

And Lucas was running on sunshine when he realized that Maya Hart was his soulmate.

Lucas realized it one day during Middle School- right after the campfire, as Maya she drew on her skin during their classes with Mr. Matthew. One day out of the blue, his sea-foam green eyes saw Maya drawing a rather small fire on her left hand, right on her palm. Lucas thought about the campfire as he trembled by the thought of how close he had been to finally kiss her, until he saw how it dissipated from Maya's skin- although he didn't want to admit it, he felt a knot on his throat as he realized that Maya's skin was already showing signs for her soulmate, just like he had since he was a child; plus, Maya tried to avoid the topic whenever the gang began to talk about it. Out of the blue, Lucas gazed at his left hand and slowly the same little fire that Maya had drawn, it had appeared on his palm. His breathing began to be uneasy, he began to sweat and he was sure his chest was going to explode as he stared at the golden locks that stood before him- the girl that he wanted and the girl that he was in love with- was his soulmate.

From then on, he began to notice the little things, he began to pick more details and be actually quite observant.

It wasn't that he was stalking Maya but he realized that he had been really sidetracked during seventh grade and the first half of eight, he had been too busy with the Mr. Perfect façade and most importantly, he really didn't want to know if Riley was his soulmate. He liked Riley, he really did like her but there was something about Maya that ignited fire on his chest- when she would mock him or fight him or when he would annoy her, it simply gave him something that he didn't felt with Riley. The real turning point was when Maya had actually accepted him for who he was, Texas Lucas and New York Lucas, he didn't judge him and that was important for him, she understood.

Therefor he began to be completely devoted to observing Maya but trying to be the less obvious he could because he truly didn't want to hurt the girl that loved him. Yes, he indeed knew that Riley still loved him- almost two years had passed since New Year's Eve and through Freshman year, Lucas had been almost certain that Riley didn't like him anymore but then things began to escalate as Riley was flirting with him at the end of the year and he really didn't know how to say no without hurting Riley.

And so, Lucas found himself again in a triangle- he knew his soulmate was Maya but her best friend loved him. Even more importantly, he didn't know if Maya still loved him. It had been a while since Maya had shown any sign of liking him and his hopes had been shattered when she shut her feelings again during Freshman year.

"Lucas!" Lucas' mother screamed again. "Come down stairs, you're going to be late if you don't hurry."

Lucas sighed as he dropped the towel- he still had some doodles but he saw that after a few seconds the ink stopped appearing, maybe Maya already had stopped. Anyway, he was missing some doodles but he ignored them and dressed quickly as he climbed downstairs.