Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190712212346/@comment-72.205.23.158-20191122150612

Okie, guys, Imma add a little more here now.

-NinjaTeddyBear

'''     Ten minutes later, Sophie, Keefe, and their bodyguards were in the secret mentors cafe eating mallowmelt. All except for Flori, because she didn’t like mallowmelt. (Everyone reading this gasps.)'''

'''    Keefe sat on a chair next to Sophie. “So, you went to the matchmakers yesterday?” he asked.'''

     “Yeah,” Sophie answered, staring at her plate.

     “And they told you you were unmatchable?” Keefe asked.

'''     “Yes. What am I going to tell Fitz?” she asked. Despite her best efforts to stay calm, tears began to well up in her eyes.'''

'''     Keefe was quiet for a second. “Why are you so afraid to tell him?” he asked.'''

'''     She sighed. “Fitz said we would be a perfect match. He wants us to be together, I know it. But what will he think when he finds out that I’m… unmatchable?” She wiped away her tears with a napkin.'''

'''     Keefe fiddled with one of his thumbs, biting his lower lip. “Sophie, Fitz loves you. Trust me. He has for a long time,” he said.'''

'''     “But what about his family name? He’s a Vacker! I’m nobody,” she sobbed.'''

'''     “Sophie, look at me,” Keefe commanded. '''

'''     Sophie tilted her puffy, tear-filled eyes up to meet his. '''

'''     “You are the most amazing girl I’ve met. You’re talented, smart, beautiful, and strong. You’ve always forgiven your friends when we mess up. I couldn’t ask for a better friend. And Fitz couldn’t ask for a better girlfriend,” Keefe said. '''

'''     Sophie felt new tears well up in her eyes, but these ones weren’t from desperation. It was because that was the nicest thing almost anyone had said to her. And it meant a lot coming from Keefe. This was one of those rare moments when he wasn’t goofing off, and when Keefe wasn’t joking, he was serious. '''

'''     “Keefe, that’s so sweet of you,” she said. “I know I couldn’t ask for a better friend in you either.”'''

'''     Keefe smiled just the tiniest bit, then looked down at the ground again. “So, do you want me to come with you when you go to talk to Fitz? You know, for moral support?” he asked, looking up at her and scratching his hair. “Or do you need to do this alone?”'''

'''     “I don’t know,” Sophie said, staring at her hands in her lap. She still wasn’t quite up for the task. What would she say? Oh hi Fitz, so guess what? I found out I was unmatchable, but it’s no big deal, right?'''

'''     “Hey, don’t worry about it,” Keefe said, “You got this. You’ve fought the Neverseen before. You’ve gone on missions with the Black Swan. You’re strong. You can do this.”'''

     “It’s just… not the same,” Sophie said.

'''     “No, it’s not. But you don’t have to be afraid,” Keefe said. “Here, how about this. I’ll have my imparter out all day. If anything happens, call me.”'''

'''     Sophie wiped away a tear that was forming in her eye. “Thank’s Keefe.”'''

'''     Sandor stood up. “Miss Foster, I believe your next class is about to start.”'''