Sebastian Smythe was never one to believe in true love and soulmates and bonding and all of the shit they try and sell you nowadays. To him, the idea of not being with anyone except your soulmate was as old-fashioned as the whole 'no sex before marriage' rule. You see, when you turn eighteen, a name appears on your skin; inked right above your heart where it will stay forever like a tattoo. You don't know whose name it will be, but that person – that faceless name on your chest – is your supposed soulmate.
Unfortunately, not everyone gets bonded. It isn't uncommon for you to wake up on your eighteenth birthday to find your chest in the exact same form it was in the previous day. No black name over your heart; no eternal love. A lot of people like it that way. It means that they're free to choose who they love. But, some people hate it. Some people spend their lives dreaming about the day they will see that name and some even go as far as to kill themselves if it doesn't come. Why? Well, because they're scared. Scared of living life alone, unloved.
Now, back to Sebastian. He was never the traditional type, but not many people are today. He spends a lot of his free time picking up and hooking up at a club called Scandals. Scandals is where people go if they aren't bonded, or simply don't want to be. Sebastian didn't like the idea of being tied down to one person. His best friends, Nick and Jeff, said that it was the best feeling in the world, but it made Sebastian want to puke how sweet they were (and they usually only said that right before they started making out). Sebastian was the biggest French whore (literally) of them all. He couldn't care less about the stupid, irrelevant, name branded onto his chest. True love was overrated and it's not like there's a great chance of Sebastian ever meeting this guy anyway.
Sebastian had no idea how much his life would change when the headmaster at Dalton (the boarding school he attended) interrupted the Warblers (the show choir he was a part of) rehearsal to introduce the new student and captain of the Warblers.
The guy was tall – not as tell as Sebastian himself, but tell enough. His shoulders were broad, the Dalton blazer only accentuated that feature. His jawline was sharp (Sebastian found himself wanting to kiss and nibble at it) and his eyes were bright, young and carefree. The boy had a charming smirk on his face that was mischievously flirty enough to rival Sebastian's own.
Not only did seeing this guy make Sebastian's heart rate speed up and send him into a whirlwind of dirty thoughts, but the boy's name made his whole body freeze. For that was the name that was tattooed into his chest.
"Hello everyone," his voice was deep and welcoming, "it's a pleasure to meet you all. I look forward to leading us to a win at Nationals this year I only hope you can come to trust me and treat me with respect. My name is Hunter Clarington."
I know it was short, and it was pretty damn obvious who Seb was bonded to, but please review! Reviews are love!