Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:B4BD:4BD8:218D:2B1A-20191021195908/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:9434:3616:4079:F2D2-20191022034728

Chapter 5

"How's Amy?' Keefe asked as they stood at the cliffside of Havenfield. Sophie could feel the saltwater spritz her nose.

"Livvy offered to house her again," she replied, rubbing her shoulders, even though her ice blue tunic was full sleeved. The silky material was thin, and let in cold, fresh, air. "And I told her... about being unmatchable."

"And Fitz?"

"He apoligized... we're fine now."

"Oh, really?" Keefe raised an eyebrow. "Never mind. Did you remember what I told you? When some emotions come from the head, and some from the heart?"

And then Sophie realized.

He had a crush on her.

On her.

The girl with the ultra freaky abilities and altered DNA.

"You get it now, huh?" he said sadly, stroking her cheek and tucking her straight blond hair behind her ear.

"How long have you...?"

"Since the day Forkle healed your abilites."

"Keefe..." Sophie squeezed his hands. "I'm so sorry." Keefe's smile was pained, and he shrugged nonchalantly. "I didn't realize."

Okay, maybe it was time to make a cute boy pros list.

Keefe- he had gone with Silveny to heal her abilites, never blamed her for anything, taken care of her, protected her, joined the Neverseen for her, saved her and Edaline in Lumenaria, fought King Dimitar for her, spilt blood for her. Sure, he'd done reckless things, but they were all for her.

Fitz- he... they were Cognates! And he had recieved so much pain to help her... but so had Keefe. Now that Sophie thought about it, her crush on Fitz was mainly based on good looks.

"I think... we should do a trust exercise," Sophie said carefully. "Close your eyes." Keefe did as she asked.

Sophie leaned forwared and closed the gap.

It was way more different then kissing Dex. Sophie's arms seemed to fit around Keefe's neck, and Keefe's arms wrapped around her waist. Sophie's fingers ruffled the back of his artfully styled hair. Their legs didn't crash, and Keefe held steady. But most of all, there was a spark. They could have gone like that for ages, if a perfectly accented voice mixed with fury hadn't inturrupted.

"What are you doing?"

Keefe and Sophie broke apart and whirled around, spotting Fitz several feet away from them. His dark hair was messy, and his teal eyes narrowed. Sophie could see his fists clenched and his eyes simmered with sadness. His clothes were wrinkled, and his cape was dusty. "Doing a trust exercise." Sophie replied.

"I thought..." Fitz's teal eyes dropped to the ground. "I thought you liked me. But of course he had to get in the way."

"I AM NOT A TOY!" Sophie snapped. "First Alden, now you. Quit meddling in my life!"

"Don't you get it?" Fitz peeked at her earnestly, his eyes moving off from the ground. "He's only jealous of you and me."

Yeah, right, Sophie wanted to retort, but she shoved that deep down and into her gut. Instead, she recalled something Keefe had told her when she'd admitted that she had 'crushed Dex's heart'. "Remember what Lord Cassius wrote? I'm pretty sure that my brain wanted to like you, but deep down, in my heart..."

"You like him instead." Fitz nearly spat the words. "Fine. I'll leave." He held Everglen's crystal to the light and glittered away. Keefe tangled his hand with Sophie's.

"Don't worry," he assured Sophie. "He'll calm down and apoligize in a few days." Sophie nodded, feeling some of the anger knot in her stomach unravel and vanish. She smiled up at Keefe.

"Come on," she said confidently. "Let's go home."

Havenfield was THE WORST.

Edaline made sappy faces and said something around the lines of, "You two are so cute!" Grady, on the other hand, pulled aside 'That Boy' and gave him a very, very, long lecture about what happened when dating his daughter, keeping true to- '"And whenever you start to narrow it down, I will be having a loooooong talk with him."'. Sophie counted the seconds, and it went on for so long that her legs went numb.

When dusk fell, Sophie took a shower, letting the colorful streams soak her, crawled into fluffy pajamas, and slipped into her large, fluffy bed. She took out her imparter.

"Show me Amy Foster."

Amy's anxious face appeared on the screen. Her brown hair was messy and her green eyes darted around. She was in the Narnia room, and it seemed Livvy and Quinlin weren't in the room. "I've been trying to contact you for ages!" her little sister complained.

"Sorry. Rough day," Sophie replied, sinking into her marshmellow comforter.

"With your boyfriend? Fitz Vacker?" Amy said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. Sophie felt her face getting hot. The blush crept up to her cheeks, neck, and hands.

"As a matter of fact, yes." Sophie replied. "Except, Fitz isn't my boyfriend."

"Uh huh." Amy's eyebrow skated up past her forhead. "So you broke up today, huh? And from what I'm guessing, you like the Sencen boy now. Not that I'm criticizing. From what you've told me, I can see that Vacker boy has serious anger issues."

"How are you so good at that?" Sophie groaned.

"So that's a yes?" Amy asked, smirking. "I want to hear alllll about it."