Soulmate

I stared at my mouth in the mirror not believing anything. I didn't know what I felt. I was just all too worried about the fact I had grown another set of teeth behind the left top side of my mouth sitting prominently next to my already adult teeth.
"What the hell?!" I wiggled the teeth around and there was no pain at all. Out of instinct, I pulled them all out due to the fact I already had a pair of adult teeth.
I did not flinch. All I was worried about was becoming a shark when I had never seen a live one in real life.
There was no blood. The teeth were white with a tint of yellow. But I don't remember seeing them actually in my hands.
All I saw was my hand reaching into my mouth to pull out the extra teeth.
I bolted up and sat upright in my bed in the late morning. I looked at the clock to find it saying it were only 8:54 am.
The bright sun shined all throughout my bedroom.
I sighed heavily when I had realized my vision had gone back to black and white.
I wrapped myself in my bed covers once again trying to fall back asleep hoping I would be able to realize I would be able to see in color. Even if it were something that scared me.
That dream was extremely weird though, would it have any meaning at all?
I frantically searched for my phone hidden somewhere along the vast mountains and valleys of my bed when I had finally struck gold.
I squinted when the brightness had suddenly attacked my eyes and I quickly typed in what I was looking for.
"Dream About Pulling Out Teeth
A dream featuring your teeth being pulled out indicates that you are facing radical changes in your life. The symbolism of pulling out teeth may point how challenging the situation is in your waking life and the difficulty to let go of something important to you.
A dream featuring teeth being pulled out corresponds to:
Moment of transition particularly difficult
Renewal, giving birth to something new
Pulling out teeth in dreams: Representation of painful transitions
Dreams of having teeth pulled out may come during times of significant transition. The dream imagery symbolizes how painful or difficult the experience is for you as you go through changes.
The changes in your life may be experienced as an aggression or be emotionally painful. Perhaps it's like extracting yourself from your comfort zone, which often comes with facing loss, challenges and disturbing emotions.
Pulled out teeth as symbols of renewal & self discovery
According to psychologist and dream analyst Carl Jung, if you dream about having a tooth or teeth pulled out and you are a woman, the dream symbolizes giving birth, either literally or symbolically such as giving birth to a new self or a project.
Your dream about pulling out teeth indicates that you are becoming more aware of your emotions. As such, it a sign that you are growing into self discovery, even if may at timesfeel painful."
"I mean, I guess...?" I didn't want to get my hopes too high about anything so I tried my best not to think anything about it and just went about my daily business.
***
I slightly opened my window to give my room a feel of fresh air. The cool wind from outside played with my blinds as it would make the same noise over and over again.
tchhh, pause ... , tchhh, pause ... , tchhh, pause ...
I blankly stared at the blinds as they continued to move and make sounds.
I returned into my daydreams soon after.
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather." - Bill Hicks
That's my favorite quote of all time. Because no matter how much evidence and proof there is to something in science, it can never be considered a true fact.
But this quote also says that we are all just hallucinating and nothing is real.
That's just really fucking cool. It just completely blows my mind and it continues to steadily amaze me.
It's hard to truly explain why this quote means so much to me, but it does.
I feel as if if had opened my eyes to science even more.
I took a deep breath, the air filling my lungs and letting them go. I stood up quickly and walked over to my bathroom so that I would be able to to start the day.
****
I wore a black pantsuit since it was required to dress formally for our monthly council meetings. Everyone age eighteen and over were necessary to attend in order to keep our district under wraps and to keep it running smoothly.
Many ideas had been brought out by many people and were all lived short due to the curt rejection of the council.
Being completely honest, they were all terrible anyways since our society was self sustaining and healthy.
I was a shrimp in a sea of fish compared the people who filled our stadium.
Everyone sat on their own seat with a desk along with a tablet and had to vote anonymously on ideas brought out by people after discussing everything that may come with the idea.
Such as, how will this affect us all? Will everyone agree with it? Would we have to compromise and such questions were necessary to answer.
I hadn't been born soon enough to see our government put together but we were all descendants of the people who made our society possible.
The meeting had dragged on for an already long period of time and I could feel myself getting uneasy having to sit in one spot for so long.
My sleepiness had become so close to taking over my body but then I finally heard the joyous sound the final bell sang signifying that it was time to leave.
My energy came back to me within in a second's notice as I spedwalked out from the stadium and walking to my car fairly far away to ensure it would not take me long to leave and be stuck in traffic.
It was late afternoon when I had noticed something different. My car is no longer a boring shade of grey but it was something else.
They didn't teach us colors when in school since it would be of no use until you could finally see in full color.
I felt over the moon as I witnessed the car go from gray to whatever color it was back to grey.
The dream may be right, the dream might have been proclaiming that I had finally met my soulmate and it is time for me to grow up.
Soon.
***
The sweet aroma of coffee beans and herbal tea danced with my senses.
After quickly ordering I figured to make the best of the free time I had and used it to write.
Dammit, another writing block. I buried my hands into my warm hands as I tried to calm myself down.
They're already giving up so much by the fact I cannot see in color yet, they normally don't ever accept people who cannot see in color especially if they're a writer.
Here I am with a big opportunity, yet I don't know if I can fufill it.
Just then I sensed something within me and several bodies surrounding me.
I looked up and there were seven men.
I recognized three out of the seven. The other four I have never met before in my life.
"Hey Melissa, do you remember us?" Namjoon spoke up, oh god he still has that weird hair.
I snapped myself out of my depressing mood and organized my belongings as they sat down at my table.
"Well, I did only meet just three of you." I replied in a curt tone not meaning to, but it just came out.
"Allow me, I'm Jimin." Jimin sat across me and had a wide smile on his face while offering his hand off to me to formally shake it. He had small eyes and dark black hair.
"Hello, I am Taehyung, what is your name?" This man had a very deep voice and a bowl-like haircut.
"I am Melissa, it's nice to meet you. And how about you two?" The last two men were sitting on the other edge of the table facing each other too busy in the own conversation.
"I'm Jungkook and this is Hoseok." He seemed very young to be with them but I didn't bother asking because they must of been younger since they have not told me their ages or profession.
"So what are you guys doing here?" My curiosity got the best of me after I had greeted everyone who were now sitting with me as I tried to enjoy my lunch.
"We just needed a break before going back to practice." Jin spoke up after taking a sip of his tea.
"So... I'm assuming that you are all trainees, am I correct?" I took another bite of my crepe as I awaited their answers. They just nodded their heads.
I took a final sip of my coffee as I listened to these boys talk about whatever as I tried to think of ways that they may be able to contribute to my book.
I was able to pick up some characteristics from them to contribute to my characters.
When they left, they had finished within roughly eighteen minutes. I stood up to greet them one by one as they left and as soon as I saw them last of them walk down the street I sat back down to continue my writing.
Suddenly I noticed from under my cup there was a gray note with messy handwriting inscribed upon it.
Melissa, I feel as if you're the one who has brought color within my world. I don't know how this should go but please say you would consider this possibility of being with me. My number is 555-0113. - Namjoon
You only feel? You don't know for sure? I felt a hitch in my throat. Oh god what? Can it really be him? I felt astonished at the fact a man had come to me first claiming he would be my soul mate.
****
I changed out of my clothing in order to wear attire that was more appropriate to wear to my pscychology classes. Soon after hearing my career were for me to be a writer, a year soon following, I was told to take psychology classes in order to be a pscyhiatrist for my second job.
Second jobs were given to people who the council deemed suitable. It's most appropriate to say that it were given to people who had fast paced working jobs so after working for a certain amount of years, they are given a chance to relax with a job that will suite them to the best of their abilities.
Even third jobs are given out if that person showed signs of their ability to handle a third job after their second.
It was one of those days where the lecture had dragged on and it seemed as if there was no end to this boring suffering.
I picked up phone and texted Namjoon.
Hey. I saw your note, I have a psychology class rn but do you want to meet up afterwards? - Mel
2 Minutes later
Oh thank goodness you responded. So is this a date? ;)
Of course I'm going to respond. And well, whatever you say.
Nice, I'm going to take you out somewhere nice for our first date. Wear something warm and comfy since we'll be out and about. I'll pick you up at your place?
Woah, got a plan and everything I see, yeah pick me up in two hours. My adress is ####### (A/N this part doesn't matter lol)
Alright, see you then. ;)
I smiled to myself because I had finally gotten a date in four years. My ambition skyrocketed to finish this class session flew to the stars and I jotted down the rest of my notes.

Notes

I actually have had this dream before and that's why I included it because I figured that it would go well with the story.