Literally. Up and down his arms, across his chest. Even all over his back and legs. They were written in different styles and sizes, but the were all my name. I knew this because no one spells their name the way I do, well, no one on their right mind anyway. Thanks Mom, whoever who are.
"Why do you have my name written all over your body?" I asked, dreading the answer.
He have me a sheepish look and answered, "Honestly, I have no idea. "
"What do you mean you have no idea?!?!" I shouted and he flinched. "It's all over you! That doesn't happen by accident."
"They kinda just......appear." He answered, not looking at me anymore.
"They just appear." I echoed. My voice dripped with sarcasm and skepticism.
"Ever since I turned eighteen they've been showing up. No explanation, no reason. There's not even a set number of days in between when they appear. No set time either."
I staggered and flopped down in a chair. This was too much. Not only was there some guy that had my name written all over him; but he didn't eve know why it was there. What in the world was going on? This was like some crazy sci-fi scenario. This couldn't be happening. It-
"Uh, excuse me," his words brought me out of my racing thoughts, "can I put my clothes on now?"
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