Imagine Person A of your OTP visiting a fortune teller, who describes his/her soul-mate to them. A week later, they bump into Person B, who fits the description exactly.

She linked her arm with Kitty's as they left the small, expensive clothes shop right next to Starbucks – which Kitty and Marley had spent more than 20 minutes at, trying to decide what to get to fuel themselves for their day.

"Seriously, this top was fricken expensive." Kitty muttered, taking a sip of her frappe and glancing down at her new top in her bag, smiling slightly at it.

"I know… that is why I didn't buy anything." Marley whispered, staring at hers and her best friends feet as they walked along the busy street, dodging people

"You're missing out though – that shop was gold" Kitty whispered, nudging her best friend and shoving the bag in her face. "This top is gold."

"Actually, it's white." She whispered, poking her tongue out at her best friend. Kitty shrugged, muttering profanities at her friend under her breath. Marley pulled her friend closer to her as a large bulldog crossed her side and growled at her. Marley was always slightly frightened of dogs.

"Ah, stop being a pansy, M-" Kitty stopped talking and came to a stop right in the middle of the street. She smiled brightly at the sight ahead of her and lifted her black sunglasses from her eyes, resting them on her head.

Marley looked away the dog (it having turned the corner) and sure=veyed Kitty's face carefully. She looked so… happy, and Marley wondered what exactly had gotten Kitty this excited. She hadn't been this excited since the twelfth doctor was revealed (yep, Kitty was and always will be a Doctor Who fan). "What-what's going on?" Marley whispered, trying to move her friend out of the road of people, but Kitty refused to move.

"Let's do it, Mar." Kitty said, not taking her eyes away from the sight in front of her. Marley frowned at her and looked in the direction Kitty was staring at.

"Let's do what? I don't see anything…" Marley scanned around in front of her before she saw a little purple and blue tent camped to the side of the street with a cardboard sign in front of it. She had no idea what it was – she couldn't see the cardboard sign. Obviously Kitty could, though.

Kitty didn't take her eyes away from the little tent before she ran forward, dropping her glasses on the pavement and pushing through people. What had her so excited?

Marley tried to reach back and grab the glasses from the ground, but Kitty pulled on Marley's elbow, forcing her forward. She stumbled over her feet and tried to keep up with Kitty as she ran down the street. Marley's hair was getting messed up in the breeze and she was actually quite upset – she'd spent a while straightening it this morning.

Kitty suddenly skidded to a stop in front of the small tent and Marley went flying into a table next to the small tent, where people were enjoying their lunch. She tried to apologise but Kitty tugged her back again and she stumbled again, falling onto her butt.

"Let's do this, Mar!" Kitty shouted, excitedly, jumping up and down. Marley looked up at her best friend and rolled her eyes. Of course Kitty was up for anything. She was hoping today Kitty wouldn't find anything interesting and stupid to do… but of course, she had.

Marley, now seated in front of the tent, read the cardboard sign; in bright purple letters, it read:

'GET YOUR FUTURE TOLD. 2 DOLLARS PER READING'

She sighed aloud and shook her head at the tent and then at Kitty. "No, Kit. It's a waste of money." Marley pulled herself to her feet and brushed off her jeans, raising her eyebrows at her distant best friend.

"No, Marley, please!" Kitty pleaded, grabbing Marley's hand tightly and shaking it. Marley shook her head and looked down at the tent. "Please, please, please!"

"There's no point in wasting two dollars on something that isn't true." Marley said quietly, looking down at the tent again. She looked back up at Kitty, who was giving her puppy eyes. No way, she couldn't give in to the puppy eyes- "Fine." Marley snapped. "You're paying for me, though."

Kitty nodded frantically, excited that her friend had agreed to try this. She pulled a two dollar coin out of her pocket and passed it to Marley, standing on her tiptoes, trying to contain her excitement.

Marley took the coin from her and bent down, gazing into the front of the tent. It looked really dark In there… and scary – maybe it was a bad idea to go in. "Go on, Mar." Kitty kicked her butt lightly to urge Marley on. She gulped and crawled a little bit more into the tent, poking her head in the gap.

On the inside, it looked lighter, with a small lamp in the corner and a crystal ball in the centre. Behind the crystal ball sat an old woman with a large nose and tiny hands. She had her eyes closed, but as soon as Marley entered, her eyes shot open. They were a scary shade of green and the eyeliner lining her eyes made them pop out so much so that Marley thought they were going to fall out of her head.

"Money?" The woman asked, looking Marley up and down. Marley nodded and fumbled with the coin, passing it to the woman. "Good, good." She dropped the money next to her and smiled, her eyes turning darker. Marley almost ran out of the tent.

"Give me your hands, sweetie." The woman whispered, holding out her own hands. Sheepishly, Marley held her hands out and put them on top of the woman's wrinkly ones. She shivered as they touched. She just felt so, so awkward.

The woman closed her eyes and pointed her head down at the crystal ball, which had now changed to an orange-y color. Marley watched it anxiously, her heart racing.

"Your soul mate…" She began, tilting her head to the side. Marley flinched at the words. Soul mate? Did she actually have one? After her failed relationship with Jake, she had kind of given up. And now, seriously? A soul mate?

This isn't real, Marley told herself. She's making this up.

"Light brown hair, swooped across his forehead-" Marley let a little laugh slip her lips. No way was she ever going to date anybody with a Bieber cut. The psychic opened her eyes and raised her eyebrows at Marley, glaring at her for interrupting.

"Sorry, sorry." Marley whispered. "Continue."

"Wide, shining, brown eyes… a beautiful and rare smile, straight teeth. A heart that's been broken many, many times before. " Marley frowned as she talked, taking in her words. Could she be legitimate about this? Was this real?

Probably not – no point in getting too deep into this dream guy.

"A kind heart, though. Has a love for music, and this boy… he has trouble trusting girls after an incident in his life when he was younger." Marley couldn't help but feel sorry for her supposed soul mate.

"What-what's his name?" Marley asked quietly, looking at her curiously. The psychic nodded and closed her eyes tighter, almost trying to get through and see.

"Starting with R… Ry… Ry…" The woman shook her head, unable to get anything more. She opened her eyes and shrugged at Marley, pushing her hands away. Marley looked sadly at her hands, hoping to find put more about her soul mate.

Wait, this wasn't real. The psychic was making things up. This soul mate wasn't a real person.

"Good luck." The woman whispered with a small, sly smile. Marley nodded and thanked her quietly before crawling out of the tent, trying to picture her soul mate… but she just couldn't.

That's because he's not real, Marley. Get that into your thick head.

Once she got out of the small tent and got her feet, she smiled at Kitty. "What'd she say? What'd she say?" Kitty screamed, grabbing both of Marley's hands with a crazy smile on her face. Marley smiled back at her over excited best friend and shook her head.

"Nothing believable." She muttered. Kitty screeched and let go of Marley's hands, darting towards the tent. Marley shook her head again at her friend and watched as she eagerly crawled into the tent. How could Kitty fall for such a load of crap, she wondered.

Knowing that with Kitty being on this insane high, she took a seat on the floor, mentally preparing herself for a long day.

She was fumbling with her keys, her bag and her Starbucks coffee as she practically ran down the street. Marley was late for work – she slept in because Kitty had kept her up most of the night, screaming at her about the reading she had gotten from the psychic,

"It happened a week ago Kitty," she kept on telling her… but Kitty completely ignored her and just kept on ranting.

Now, Marley was worn out and really needed an energy boost; that was why she had gotten the coffee. She looked over to her left and spotted that shop where Kitty had gotten the really expensive shirt from and smiled, contemplating on going in and maybe buying somethi—

She wasn't paying attention to where she was walking and Marley crashed into someone walking on the street. She gasped and dropped her coffee out of shock, cursing herself once she realized what she had done.

"Sorry," She sighed, throwing her keys in her bag and dropped the bag next to her on the sidewalk. She stared at the person's feet as she bent down to pick up the spilt coffee cup and the others car keys.

"No, it's fine. It's my fault, I should be paying more attention." The other said, bending down as well to pick up their own keys.

Marley smiled slightly and looked up at the person she had collided with and her mouth fell open. The face looked so familiar; bright brown eyes, the swooping soft hair, the beautiful, straight teeth smile…

Wait, Marley thought. Could this be…?

"I'm sorry about your coffee… you were obviously in a rush." The boy whispered, standing up, holding Marley's coffee cup. Marley picked up his keys and passed it to him. The boy laughed and handed her back the coffee cup.

"It-it's alright," She stuttered, still too taken aback. Was the prediction really right? "I don't think my boss will mind." She laughed. The boy laughed with a shrug and gazed away, staring at the road beside them.

He stared back at Marley, right into her eyes and bit his lip (Marley nearly fainted when he did that – who knew a boy could look so damn hot biting his lip?) "Could I, uh, buy you another coffee?" He asked quietly, shyly looking into her eyes.

Marley's heart fluttered with happiness. "S-Sure."

"I'm Ryder, by the way." He said, holding out his hand to Marley. She took it in her and shook it lightly, an electric feeling running through her veins at his touch. Ryder.

Oh my God.

"M-Marley." She stuttered, cursing herself for being so nervous. Ryder smiled at her and let go her hand, putting it in his jacket pocket. Marley wiped her hand on her skirt – her hand was getting so sweaty from the nerves.

"Well, Marley, should I go and get you that coffee?" He smirked and stared right into Marley's eyes, making her blush deeply. She nodded and spun around, walking back towards Starbucks. Ryder ran to stand next to her and smiled again.

Marley never really believed in love or soul mates, but at that moment she knew she had found hers. And all because of that psychic. Funny how life turns out, right?