Chapter 8

Disclaimer: Look, we all know that I don't own all of it. But I do own most so yah. Bai.

A/n: This chapter is sort dedicated to my friend and class mate Curtis. Also, I am going to a summer school program and it has jump started some ideas that would work here so thank my will to go to school for me updating. I'm sorry for leaving this, along with my other stories, hanging, but I will try and update each story at least one by the end of this month, which is next week.

"Dear Admirable, I think I heard you wrong. Who did you say your partner was?" Gran Ju whispered dangerously softly.

"Well you see, he happens to be a good friend of mine. You remember Conner right?" was my almost timid reply.

"Well, that's interesting," both my grans say at the same time.

"Almost as interesting as what we were going to tell you. You see, because we are what most societies call 'single', we had to go get those god awful numbers. We got them separately and didn't see each other alone until after we saw you together. When we started talking we felt weird in our arms, so we both checked at the same time and they were gone. But when we tried to go to different rooms, there was a feeling of sadness in us," Gran Ju and Yeut explained patiently to me.

"So, what you are telling me is, you, both of my grandmothers, are like soul mates? Well it's not really that hard to understand," I said, understanding that they have been friends for very long and they had a connection that very few had.

"I still don't like that you are stuck with that horrible boy. You were best friends, why would he just dump you. He may not return your feelings, but he did not have to turn his back on you entirely!" Gran Ju ranted.

"Ju, my friend, calm down. He may have done that, but he may have had a valid reason. Anyway, Admirable, you better get going before you get into trouble," Gran Yeut said, always being the peace keeper.

"Bai Grans. I'll see you after my shift."

As I was walking out of the room, I heard both my Gran's sigh. I wonder why? Is it because of me? Can they feel my regret and sadness and pain emotionally? They had always been the closest people to me, after Conner, that is.

Work was the same as usual. I'm the person they have talk to people before any operations and administrate medicine when needed. There seem to be less people coming in the past two or so weeks. I wonder if that has to do with the fact that more and more people are finding their other halves.

I can hear Gran Yeut trying to calm a hysterical Gran Ju right after I stepped off the elevator. So that's why I was sent to this floor. But that still doesn't make sense, Gran Ju wasn't usually the one to have fits. Well neither of my grans had them, they are two of the most stable people in the world. So, what could be causing my grandmothers so much grief?

As I got to the door of the room, I caught a waft of a sent that was foreign to the room. The smell of one of my coworkers. The one that no one knows why anyone hired. What would he be doing in my grans' room? I quickly looked five to ten minutes into the future, well nothing blew up that I'm aware about, so I just walked right in.

Before I was even five steps in the door, I froze. The room was not changed, but the auras in it were off the charts.

"What the hell have you been doing to my grans', Curtis?!" I screamed into his mind so that no one else could hear.

"Well you see, I kinda took a potion from you and made myself look like Conner. I didn't know your grandmothers were going to break down because of it. How was I supposed to know that everything you said to him at school was true?! I can't read minds you know, I can only communicate through them," he tried to explain without making me too upset.

"Do you ever think before acting now a days?" I shrieked shrilly in his mind, probably damaging something in the process of doing so.

You see, Curtis was my new next door neighbor. He also used to be my old one when I lived with Nielson. He thought that if I didn't call him out on it, he could spy on me and steal my remedies. The little nut job kept getting himself into trouble and I would have to get him out of it and try and fix things. He used to be a really bright kid until he took one of the potions that made you have a growth spurt, but the catch was everything that I make I put in my special cupboard; and if I am not the one to get the concoction out of there, whoever got it would loss a couple of brain cells. It seems his don't like to regenerate anymore, that's how may times he has stolen from me.

"Oh, stop scowling the the boy Admirable. He is an idiot but he did not mean any intentional harm, dear. Now how about you get him out and we will not speak of this to his parents," said gran Yeut.

"Yes gran, love you both," I said sweetly as I dragged Curtis out by his ear.

"Okay," I said once we were walking out of the building and getting into his car, "what was that about? You may have my gran fooled, but I know what you look like when you are bothered, what is wrong?"

"Well you see, I got my tattoo thing, and I think I might know who is my mate, but she hates me," he admitted quietly.

Wow, shit just got really serious, I better try and ease the tension.

"Okay first thing is first, how do you know your mate is a girl, huh? They very well could be a guy," I said casually.

"Oh come of it, you aren't still bringing that time up are you? It was in sixth grade! And by the way, you were the one to dare me to kiss Austin! Plus, I know cause every time I see her my thing (indicated to his arm, not his wang!) burns like the fires of hell!" he tries to explain the best he could.

"I know what you mean. So who is she?" I said, dropping the joking tone I had quickly.

"She's Ocean," he blurted out, his cheeks turning red as cherries.

"Awww, there is nothing to be blushing about you dummy! She is really funny and nice! Plus she did have a growth spurt this summer and she has thinned out," I said, trying to make him understand that Ocean was great. She had been getting closer to me all last year; in fact, everyone had, I was trying to be more open to people after not having him with me. Not having him to talk to made me realize that I didn't have many friends, or even acquaintances, at all.

"Oh please. I know I have lost a lot of brain cells, but there is a reason I'm no still in seventh grade. I'm an idiot, not a total vegetable, and even a veggie could see how wonderful she is. I've known the moment I saw her outside the school doors, and even before then, I knew that she was very pretty and that she would only grow to be even more," Curtis half explain, half ranted, to me.

Wow, he must really know in his heart. Well, of course he knows, a radioactive tattoo that has external hormones, was guiding and controlling our natural ones, showing us who we would spend the rest of our lives with. But, it was still nice he would say that out loud.

"Well, then just tell her that. If you do, then, even if she knows you are her 'soul mate', she will know that you want her as a person, as her, instead of just a balm to keep you from pain," I explained, because 9 out of 10 girls just wanted to know that the person they were 'destined' to be with just wanted them.

'Now if only He would realize that all I wanted from him was to be his friend, because even if I truly loved him, I would be content to just be able to be there for him, and have him be there for me.' I thought to myself.

I was snapped out of my musing when I heard Curtis shout. 'Hmm, what's going on?' I thought as I stare straight ahead. And that's when it hit me, the dumb ass in front of us had stopped out of nowhere and we were right at an intersection. Then it hit me again, more literal this time, we had started across right as the cars on the other street started to go, and I was about to get hit by a car. Well, I guess that's what I get for having friends like mine.

I only had enough time to brace myself, and vow that I would get revenge on Curtis for adding more stress to my life, before I felt the shear force of the other car's impact on outs.

Right as I was about to black out, I heard lots of yelling and loud noises. But the one that stood out most was the one right by my window yelling apologies and telling me to hold on. I get a glimpse of who was talking to me, it was the guy who hit my side of the car. As I blacked out, the last thing I could think was, 'Why, oh why does it have to always be Conner Gibbs?!'

A/n: Yes! I know, this is way overdue, but don't freak cause I'm also posting another story, so that's a happy thing. It will be up maybe this week. So bai.