Sisters By Chance Friends By Choice Tattoos Novels & Stories

She said confusing us further "We are getting tattoos. We all have physical scars on our body. Violet, you have the scar you got as a kid, just above your breast. Cara, the scar you refused to talk about on your stomach. Fiona, I remember a prominent scar between your breasts. We are going to cover it up" She explained I was marvelled by the amount of thinking she has put into this "With what inscription?" Violet asked "I'm thinking something feministic, something about ourselves" Danielle said "Love" Cara said

Both of them looked at me like I was insane. "First, he can tattoo? Second, you let him put his family crest on you? Damn girl." Becky laughed. I rolled my eyes. "Obviously. And well, it seemed fair. He let me tattoo him. The same spot, but his is a lotus flower sitting on a crescent moon with the five moon phases under it." I shrugged. "Wow. So you two are next level in this relationship. It's that serious." Becky whistled.

“Your turn.” “I’m not getting a tattoo.” He shrugged. “Didn’t think you would.” “Oh, fuck you. Fine.” I settled for two small tattoos. One of a pair of cherries with a bite mark above my right breast. “Those yours?” He smirked. “Because I’d bite harder.” I rolled my eyes at him but the tattoo artist found it funny. I got another one. “𝒮𝒾𝓃” on my side, under my left breast.

“Alex, don’t be ridiculous. It’s not about matching. It’s about complementing. You know, like yin and yang.” I stared at her, utterly exhausted. “I don’t even know what that means.” “It means,” she said with a dramatic flourish, “that we’re a power couple, and we need to act like it. Trust me, Liam’s family won’t know what hit them.” “That’s what I’m afraid of,” I muttered under my breath. She linked her arm through mine and smiled up at me. “Oh, don’t be such a pessimist, Alex. This is going to be fun.”

*"Sister." I whirled around so fast my curls slapped my cheeks. The girl standing there looked almost like me. Same curly hair. Same nose. But her eyes... They weren't right. Not like Mother's pretty gold. These were wrong-color, like when you look at the sun too long and see purple spots after. When she tilted her head, I saw the numbers tattooed behind her ear: **VIII** in thick black ink. "You're the eighth one," I whispered. My throat felt full of bees.

“What’s the tattoo for?” She looked away for a second and when she looked back I could see the tremendous sadness in her eyes. “Actually it’s my older sister’s name. She died before I turned 15 and I got the tattoo to keep her with me. We were really close, closer than Andre and I are. Andre loved her too but I like to think I loved her more,” she laughed. Then she looked at me and saw the sympathy in my eyes and laughed. “It’s been years now though so there’s no pain anymore.”

It was Terrence Miller, one of Aster's classmates. His brother's soulmate mark is located on his left wrist. The cursive word Home is tattooed there and surrounded by splashes of yellow and green. Terrence also has the exact same soulmate mark on his left wrist. Their mom told them that if two soulmate marks are the same, it means they feel the exact same way for each other. Don't get him wrong.

Opened it and brought out two different bracelet. "My friend is doing birthday tomorrow and want to have a big party. Her elder sister is a friend to Iqmat too!" "Wow! So that is where you are planning for!" "Yes oh! I want you to help me to choose between this two, I want to use this. For them to know that Shukuran has arrived, but your own first!" "I think you should go for this one!" Holding it and looking at it. "Really! I want them to know that I have arrived and you think this one will go!"

Charlie said and I laughed. "Come on take out the other one," Tiffany seems really excited for whatever it is she wants me to see. I took out the other gift but it was covered in some black shiny silky bag. I opened it and my tears threatened to pour out of my eye sockets. It was a rose gold bracelet that had our names engraved on it, next to our names it said 'sisters forever' with a heart next to it. "Tiffany," I cried as she pulled me in for a hug. This meant so much to me, I have never had a sister before, let alone a white one! "Thank you so much," I hugged her tighter as I tried to calm down.

She put her lips in a pout. "You should not let terrible friends influence you. Justine is a really hot guy," I paused to swallow the lump that had grown in my throat. "And basically every girl wants him. You know better than everyone that you are really lucky. Who knows how many of your friends want your relationship to end because they are jealous of you?" Caramel was blind to these sort of things. Anyone who had him to claim and thought they wanted to lose that bond, was definitely crazy.