A/N: I guess. Here is another chapter! This one gives a lot of information. ENJOY! :3

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. Only the fiction story.


I'm glad she suggest a public area to meet. I'm waiting at a Starbucks, drinking a frappe. I should have gotten the mocha 'cuz the caramel is too sweet for me.

Drinking coffee should also be a big nope for a kid who have ADHD.

My legs start shaking as I people-watch through the window. A little girl skip with her brother when someone seated across from me. I almost choke on my frozen coffee.

"Sorry I'm late," she breathes. She take a big sip of her ice coffee. "The name's Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Nice to meet you." Rachel hold out her hand, meeting in the middle. She's my age. Big puffy red hair. Cover in paint splatter.

I take her hand and shake. "You're really pretty," I blurted out. No thinking. Rachel gives me a look while letting go of my hand. "Sorry, sorry. I don't know how to think before talking. Leo Valdez by the way. Hi."

She wave her hand. "No problem. Thanks anyway." Another sip of her ice coffee. "So you can see the string." A fact, not a question. I nod. "How?"

"Um, I was eight when I start seeing it." She wave her hand for me to keep going. "I-I-I don't know what else to say. I saw my brother's string first when I woke up. Um..."

"Something big happen before you start seeing it. What happen?"

My leg stop. I can see all the memories rolling in my head from that night. I unconsciously rub my left side. "How does this-?"

"I like to know some background about you. Either you are born seeing the soulmate thread, or, had a near death experience. The red string is fate, it is suppose to happen. You are asking for it to cut. I had nobody, ever, ask to cut their own string. Advice. Explanation. Cutting? Just why?" She angrily sip.

I'm being scolded. Of course another girl is giving me a lecture. Would my mother also have done this?

"Oh! I know. Because the other end," Rachel grabs my string in her hand, "is a boy. What's the matter with having a boyfriend? The boy have a girlfriend? So what? It's going to end soon. Just like any time a thread that connected."

"His girlfriend is my best friend." Rachel only shrug. "I feel as if I'm betraying her. The thought that I would steal her boyfriend anytime gives me nerve wracking feels."

"Are you going to steal him?"

"No. Of course not."

"Then there is no worry. Just wait until they break up on their own term and see what happen afterward. A lot of people get with their friend's ex. They can't get mad at their friend, since they ended things with their ex in the first place. Don't beat yourself up."

I go quiet. She have a point. But then again, I don't want to get together with my friend's ex.

"Listen Leo. Not everyone find their soulmate. Either their mate wasn't born yet or their mate died. Some don't find their soulmate at all in their whole life. I," she hold her left hand up, "wasn't born with one. Came with the package of being the helper. I would never have one. So, be happy you found your end."

I smile. "Okay. Thanks Rachel. What do you mean by 'helper'? Is that how you can grab my thread?"

"Ah, yeah. My family was bless into being helpers of the fates. The girls anyway. My great-grandmother Delphi taught me everything I need to know. Glad she was still alive otherwise I would be confuse."

"Wait, fates?"

She furrow her brow at me. "Yes, the three fates. The ones that control our lifeline." I must have made a stupid face because Rachel heavily sigh. "You got to be kidding me. Greek mythology, the three fates that cut our string when we die. This is also related to them."

"Oh! Greek. I thought maybe it was Yue Xia Lao."

'Who?"

"A chinese god. I don't remember what he did but I know he was in charge of the string."

Rachel sits back in her seat. "I have never thought of other religion. Maybe. In greek, it doesn't mention anyone putting the string on us. But, there is a myth that humans used to be created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces."

"Sounds creepy." A nightmare.

"Zeus was scared of our power and decided to split us up. Making us go bonkers to find each other. Maybe that is true." She shrug. "Anyway, I should go. I promise my dad I would be home tonight."

"Are you never home?"

Rachel roll her eyes. "Not really. I don't like being at home. If you have any more questions, just email me. Let time flow before really thinking about doing something stupid."

"That'll be asking too much. i almost put my house on fire." Rachel only sip on her ice coffee. "Got it. Think before stupid. Thanks Rachel. This really help me."

She smile, "No problem." Then she left.

I sit there in silence for a few minutes. I don't know what to do.