She enjoyed drawing on her forearm way too much. Being an artist, Clarke sometimes found herself feeling the need to draw even when she didn't have any kind of paper with her. She always had a marker in her purse, though. Wherever she went, she'd take it with her. She knew about the soulmate thing and found it kind of weird. Sometimes even creepy. But it didn't bother her at all, because her soulmate apparently didn't enjoy drawing. She had never seen anything on her skin but her own drawings. Sometimes she desperately wanted to see something appear on her skin. Anything, really. A sign. Even a small marking on her fingers got by mistake by her person while writing. It drove her crazy.

"Maybe my soulmate already dislikes me because I spend too much time drawing. They probably already know how obsessed I am with art and they hate it. That's why they never draw anything back." She said, her voice low. She was drawing a lily on her right forearm, not paying too much attention to it. It was mostly out of habit.

"Maybe they're not born yet. Maybe your soulmate is going to be twenty years younger than you." Rave started laughing as Clarke shot her a death glare.

Both Raven and Octavia got their drawings. Raven's soulmate wrote chemistry stuff, which Raven weirdly enjoyed, while Octavia's wrote mainly lists. Raven didn't feel ready to meet her soulmate yet, she enjoyed her life of partying and getting wasted, while Octavia kind of felt the need to meet hers. She was waiting for her person to write down a place name, so that she could go find them. She had thought about simply writing something like "I want to meet you" on her hand, but she wanted everything to happen when it was time.

Clarke felt a bit left out. Or possibly even jealous. Octavia and Raven knew something about their soulmates, Raven's was a big chemistry nerd, while Octavia's was a bit forgetful. At least, they had something to clinge on.

She was the only one basically drawing to herself. It felt weird, and wrong. Why wasn't her soulmate answering ? Or at least showing that they existed ?

"Maybe I'm destined to be alone, guys." She whispered.

Her friends looked at her, with that usual look. "Maybe they don't enjoy drawing and that's it." Octavia said, avoiding Clarke's gaze.

Clarke sighed, knowing there was no way for her to actually know what was going on. Usually, the drawings started appearing around a person's sixteenth birthday. Clarke had already starting drawing on her arms way before her sixteenth birthday, mainly because drawing was her thing and her arms were always the "closest thing I can draw on, dad !" She was, anyhow, getting tired of staring at her blank arms. She was going to turn twenty in a couple of weeks, which meant approximatively four years with no signs from her soulmate.

"Alright, let's go to class. I don't want to be late because of you, again." She said, getting up.

Both Octavia and Raven groaned, getting up from the couch. "Alright, mom. Shame on me for thinking that choosing a major different from the one you chose would make me live a calm and carefree life. Shame on me." Raven sighed.

"Oh, come on. If it wasn't for me, you'd still be wandering around the hallway, looking for your dorm room. Even when you perfectly knew that you didn't have one." Clarke laughed and grabbed her laptop before leaving the room. "Come on, we're going to be late."

Raven rolled her eyes, but followed her silently, while Octavia looked for her books. "No worries, I can be late. Luckily for me, my class is far away from Clarke's ! Have fun, I'll see you later."

Clarke hated being late. She wanted to sit in a specific place, not too near the professor, but not too far back. She also wanted to sit next to the window, it made her feel like she was taking classes outside.

Luckily for her, her usual place was waiting for her. She walked towards it and placed her bag next to her chair and then proceeded to turn on her laptop. She enjoyed taking notes on her laptop, because most of her professors talked way faster than necessary, it was hard to keep up with their pace. The molecular biology lecture was boring, as per usual. She checked her phone, to find a notification on her groupchat with Octavia and Raven.

TheGreatMechanic 10a.m :

Yo Griffin, guess what I just saw

ClarkeFromTheSky

I'm in class, Raven.

TheGreatMechanic 10:18 a.m :

I know that u hate molecular biology, ur always complaining about the shitload of stuff you have to study for that class

S

I might have found u a boyfriend.

OctaviaTheWarrior 10.19 a.m :

Big nerd is going to kill egocentric mechanic, someone send help.

TheGreatMechanic 10.22 a.m

O, why isn't she replying ? And no one can hear u, it's just us in the groupchat u moron

OctaviaTheWarrior 10.25 a.m :

You're so dead. If Clarke doesn't kill you, I will.

TheGreatMechanic 10.33 a.m :

I find her a boyfriend and she kills me ? That's not fair

Why do I always end up getting killed ? Let me check his arms for one of Clarke's masterpieces.

Clarke stared at her phone amused, making a mental note :

Kill Raven Reyes once you get home.

She was always telling her that she should date more, but Clarke was kind of obsessed with the whole soulmate thing. Maybe they were right and her soulmate hadn't been born yet. Which meant she'd have to wait at least eighteen years before getting to know them. Raven didn't really care about her marks. She was amused by the interest for chemistry, but she was aware that once she'd find that person, her dating life would be over. She enjoyed having fun with different people too much to let her life go, which was the main reason why whe wasn't looking for her person.

When her class was over, she walked to the park. She enjoyed spending her free time sitting under a tree, possibly reading a book or listening to some music. The apartment she shared with Octavia and Raven could be quite loud and she enjoyed her alone time. She loved her friends with her whole heart, but she loved the tranquility of the park as opposed to their never ending need for chaos and loud music. She sat down right in front of her usual tree and closed her eyes, while music flowed from her ears to her brain. She imagined she was in a forest, surrounded by trees and the smell of pine she loved so much. She felt happy, until something collided with her foot and she suddenly felt a freezing liquid splashing all over her. She was ready to kill anyone who'd probably ruined her clothes and her calm moment, but when she opened her eyes, something changed.

She was in the forest.

She could almost smell the pines.

Or at least, the forest green eyes of the person standing just above her made her feel like she was in the actual forest.

I painted you a picture, picture full of light. It includes a heavy memory, memory so bright
I can't change your thoughts, my dear. I can't change your fears. But if you want I'll traver near to make it disappear.
I'll be there in the summer 'cause your heart isn't safe, you won't go, you are not a runner, so you won't run away. If you could follow your heart gently there wouldn't be this mess. Maybe someday, just someday you'll find a way back.
Your dreams are incredibly loud tonight, you're creating forest fires. You can't even change your sight, it's stuck in you like a virus.