3. Sulking, I went to school. No longer excited, just morose. I pulled through the entire day, constantly glancing at my wrist. Why was this happening? Why me? Where was he? My friends tried to cheer me up during lunch time. I wasn't paying them any attention, was spaced out, surrounded by my thoughts. When i came back to my senses, I realised I was looking at this boy. He was seated all alone at the table in front of our, his eyes were locked on mine. I felt a rush and a blush rose to my cheeks. I felt a pull towards him. Could this be him?! Could this be?!! I looked at my wrist, I saw him mirroring me. My heart skipped a beat and I looked up at him, his eyes were sad. Tears welled up in mine. I ran to the girl's room, I didn't want him to see me cry. My clock timed 0000 d 18 h 04 m 00 s.

2. The familiar sound of the alarm clock woke me up from my slumber. I showered, got dressed, and was ready to meet my soul mate. I glanced at my watch, not really paying much attention; I couldn't concentrate on anything, I was far too excited...excited to meet him. Was he excited too? I had to pinch myself several times to make sure this was actually happening!
I ran out the door and sat next to my mother in the car. She held something in her hand. She took my clock hand in hers and looked at the clock, I realised she was doing what my grand mother had done on the day my mother was to meet father; I was about to get the earrings that had been passed on in my mothers family for years. Mother glanced at my watch, I watched her intently...I watched her smile fade and she looked at me. What was happening? I looked down at my watch, it was set at 0001 d 00 h 30 m 50 s, the seconds counting down. My heart sank. What had happened? What happened to him? Was he alright?

1. As a child, I would always ask my mother about the day she met dad. I was curious about this watch on the inside of my left wrist. My mother and father had very different stories, that is until their stories became one. Ever since I was promoted to Grade 9, my clock had started ticking down faster, faster than ever before. It was clocked at 0000 d 09 h 30 m 45 s the night before the first day of school. I would meet my soul mate the next day! I was thrilled! I told my parents and we had a small celebration. I set out my favourite dress on the dressing table for the next morning.
I could not sleep; did he feel the same? What did he look like? Had I seen him before? Had we spoken? I'd read stories of people interacting with their soul mates long before their clocks stopped ticking. There were also stories of how people had, in fact, two soul mates and theories of how two souls resided in one body. My thoughts pulled back to my soul mate and I don't know when I fell asleep.

This was beautiful. The last story was my favourite and most beautiful, but the Sean one just broke my heart.

Awww..this exactly is how my brother in law met my sister. He waited because he knew she was the one :')

This was a lot more fun in slow motion!

Tom Hiddleston *faints*