This is a spin off of the book Matched. It is a humanstuck!AU
Feel free to review! I'm super open to ideas! I'm hoping to continue the story and do all three books.
I do not own this. I only own my own thoughts.
Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night? My wings aren't white or feathered: they're teal, made of teal silk which shudders in the wind and bends when I move. First in a circle, then in a line, finally a shape of my own invention. The black behind me doesn't worry me; neither do the stars ahead.
I smile at myself, I was being ridiculous. People cannot fly, though there had been rumours of those who could fly before the society. That was just a silly fairy tale though. Everyone knew that there was no possibility of anyone ever being able to lift off the ground and take flight.
The air train glides smoothly through the starry night and for a moment I feel that I might be the first to lift off and spread my wings out into the vast void that is the night. I smile to myself at the thought of it. Being so carefree was a trait of my own making.
"What in the hell are you smiling about, Terezi?" Dave wonders as a smooth the folds of my teal silk dress down.
"Everything." I tell him. Tonight was the match banquet, an event I had waited for my entire life. Tonight was the night I would be matched by the society. I will finally get to see and hear the name and face of my match for the very first time.
I can't wait. My heart pounds in my chest.
"Don't chicken out on me now, Pyrope." Dave must have noticed how loud my heart was beating. I feel a faint blush dash on my cheeks. I can hear Dirk in the seat next to Dave, Dirk is telling my mother the story of his own match banquet. Dirk was Dave's older brother and had been matched a full year ahead of us along with my older sister Latula. It won't be long until Dave and I have our own stories to share.
"Shut up, Strider." Dave knows me too well, then again he was my best friend.
"Looks like somebody is nervous!" I can almost feel the intense stare down I'm getting from him. I don't need to see his eyes to know he's enjoying teasing me.
"Aren't you?"
"Nah I'm ready. I'm too cool to get nervous anyway." He says the words without hesitation and I believe him entirely. Dave had always been like this, over confident. He'd always been entirely sure about what he wanted. "It doesn't matter if you're nervous, Terezi." He says this gentle now, is this boy trying to comfort me? "Almost ninety-three percent of banquet the people showing up tonight are going to be nervous."
"Did you memorize all of the official Matching material? Nerd."
"Almost." He gave me his normal silly grin as if saying: what did you expect?
The gesture makes me laugh and I had to admit that I had memorized the material too. It was easy enough after going over it seven hundred times. This was a huge decision and I wanted to know all the facts before getting tossed into it. "So you're the lucky seven percent who don't show any nervs at all then?"
"Of course." He's such an ass.
"How could you even tell I was nervous?"
"you keep opening and closing that." Xander points to the golden object in my hands. "I didn't know you had an artifact." A few treasures from the past float among us. We are only allowed one each though and that makes them hard to come by. The only way to get one now was if your ancestors cared enough to pass one down through each generation.
"I didn't know myself until a few hours ago." I tell him, "Grandfather gave it to me a few hours ago. It's called a compact." I like the name, it fits it perfectly. Compact means small and I am small. A perfect fit if I had to say so myself. I pop it open, showing him how the compartment works. "It used to hold facial powder but I keep my emergency tablets inside instead."
We talk for a little bit, Dave showing me the cuffs artifact he borrowed from his father. They were cute and silver but they couldn't hold things like my artifact could.
Next to me I hear Dirk and my mother draw in their breathe. We've reached city hall where the Banquet will be held. City hall is lit up with white and blue, making it sparkle under the night sky. All my life I had waited to walk up the marble stairs for my Banquet and finally the night had come. I check my face in the reflection of the train window.
I'm distorted slightly but it is still me. Same teal eyes, same black hair. My tiny nose. My dimple I inherited from my Grandfather. All the outward Characteristics that make me Terezi Pyrope, seventeen years of age exactly.
Everyone around me stands, ready to disembark. I hear Dave draw a deep breathe. Maybe he was nervous just like me.
"Here we go." He says to me. I was glad we got called up on the same month. We'd been together all of our childhood so it seemed right to end it this way too.
I smile back at him and give him the standard greeting of our society. "I wish you optimal results."
"You too, Terezi." Dave smirks, looping an arm through mine. I feel my mother do the same on my other side. Tonight would be my night. No it was our night.