Prolouge 1997, St.Agnes Orphanage
“Hey! Quit bullying her. She’s my friend mister!” I yell as I storm towards Logan and his crew. “Whaddya gonna do bout it lil baby??” “Me? I’m not
gonna do anything, she is.” I say, smiling sweetly. “Wha-” Logan was cut off by Skye springing up and kicking him in the groin.
“Owww!!! I’m telling on you Mary-Sue!!!” he grunts as his friends help him hobble away. “The name’s SKYE thank you very much!” She shouts at the
boys. “Thanks for distraction Mi” “No problem. Though you do have to teach me that sometime Ky.”.
Hand in hand we walk back to our bunk. Once we reach the safety of our room, I usher her into the restroom. “Ky, you know better than to engage with
Logan. Especially since it’s Logan!” as I clean a cut on her forehead, “He was harassing another girl Mika! What do you expect me to do?”.I look at her
appraisingly, “Ky, I don’t expect you to just walk away, I just don’t like you getting hurt. Specifically, since the nuns seem to have it out for you.” “Eh,”
she shrugs non committedly. “Ky, c’mon!!! With their whole belief in God stuff, they are already wary about us being romantically bonded at a young
age, not to mention our romatonic and romantic marks. We are lucky to have even stayed together!” “Yeah, and the last thing I plan to do, is to leave
my 9-year-old girlfriend to the beasts of the orphanage.” “.... So we are 9-year-old girlfriends? Shouldn’t we just stick to super close friends?” “Is that
all you want to be?” Skye asks anxiously, “Never! Ky, I love you with all of my heart, I- I think it’s merited that we are too young to actually date, even
if we are Soulmates. Heck, we haven’t even correctly bonded!” “We could do it right now if you were comfortable with it.” “I mean, I wouldn’t mind it? I
don’t know the specifics. I’ll have to look that up in the library.” “No need, I already know.” “You do? Since when??” “Since I came here. When I was
able to read, I wanted to learn about how to bond with your Soulmate.” “So how do you?” “It's pretty simple. You kiss, uhm, on the lips by the way, and
hold your mark to the other person’s mark.”. “Do you want to do it now?” I ask her curiously. “Only if you are comfortable with it. I wouldn’t trade you
for the world, so I’d do it in a heartbeat when you are ready.”. “Do you think you could wait until we hit like 12 or 13?” “Sure. Anything for you.” “Aww,
didn’t know you were such a sap Ky, I thought that was my job!” “Shut up Ika.” “I find it annoyingly amusing how many nicknames you can make out of
my name.” “Want me to list them all?” “No thanks.” “Let’s see-” “I said noo pleaseeee” I say jokingly, “Hmm. Well first there is Mi, then Ka, then Mia,
Mak and Kam for when I really want to annoy you and Ika. Which one is your favorite?” “Probably Ika or Mi.” “Alright, Ika.” “Doesn’t mean you should
call me those names 24/7!” “Oh well. What are your nicknames for me?” “Let's see, Kye obviously, Key for when I’m feeling sweet, Kei and Sye.”
“That’s plenty of nicknames!” “Only 4!” I protest “Yeah and you claim my 6 are too many.” “When did I ever say that?” “Uhm…. yesterday?” “Did I
really?” “Mhm” “Pfft, I’d never.” “What do you mean pfft you’d never? Helloooo? You say that at least once a week.” “No! I don’t!” “Aw, sweet Ika
flustering.” “Stop fooling around!! You girls should be heading up to Church! Don’t be late! Or that cane will leave more than just a warning!” Sister
Anne warns. We look at each other before bursting into laughter. “Coming!!” We say after our laughter died down a little. “Let’s go Sye, I don’t wanna
get a reminder!” I joke, “Alright, let’s go Ika.”. Grasping each other’s hand, we walk to the church a couple of levels down.