Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-37824398-20181215160506/@comment-38473830-20190216135017

Chapter Four part one

“Is this okay?”

'''Sophie stood awkwardly, acutely aware of Biana’s eyes on her form. Edaline had gotten excited for the party and lent her one of Jolie’s old dresses. It was short and fitted and silver and Sophie hated everything about it.'''

'''Biana bit her lip, smearing glittery pink lipstick just enough that it looked fine. “Well… it’s not the most current, but that’s fine. Rustic. And the silver goes okay with your eyes. If we had more time, we’d tweak it, but the party is soon. When did you tell Edaline you’d be home?”'''

'''Sophie shrugged. “She expects late. I think she’s used to these parties, from Jolie. I don’t know about Dad. You know he’s anti-growing up.”'''

'''Biana laughed. “Tough life. Come on!” She grabbed Sophie’s arm and a clear leaping crystal, and the next thing Sophie knew, she was standing in front of a huge estate, along with a few other stragglers.'''

'''Sophie and Biana walked into Nevershore, and Sophie could already feel a headache rooting. Where were their other friends? Did people even want the cursed girl there? “Are there adults here?” she hissed to Biana.'''

'''Biana snorted. “Oh god, imagine. No, it’s just us kiddies.”'''

'''Sophie nodded uncomfortably. This was NOT her kind of scene. “Where’s Fitz?”'''

'''“Oh, he’s not coming. Doesn’t feel like the shame. But Keefe is somewhere. I think you two need to have a conversation.” At Sophie’s confused face, Biana rolled her eyes. “Has anyone ever told you how clueless you are? And uptight? Ugh, whatever. One sec.” She disappeared into the crowd.'''

'''The music was loud and the lights dimmed. Sophie couldn’t make out any familiar faces. “Biana?” she called, feeling pathetic.'''

'''“I’m baaack!” Biana sung, reappearing right next to Sophie. Sophie knew if Alvar hadn’t just betrayed the Vackers, Biana would have ditched her for good. But people were avoiding Biana, and Biana was a people person. Sophie was just about her last chance.'''

'''Biana shoved a large cup of something in Sophie’s hands. “Come on, let’s go find Keefe!”'''

'''“Wait, what did you say about me needing to have a conversation with him?” Sophie mumbled, scrambling after Biana, who was off again. “Slow down!” She took a sip of whatever drink Biana had given her. It wasn’t lushberry juice like she’d thought. It was sweet, but it had a fiery aftertaste. Elvin food was always surprising Sophie.'''

'''“Have you seen Keefe Sencen?” Sophie heard Biana asking random elves. Sophie squinted at the contents of her cup, curious as to what color the drink was. It was too dark to tell. She took another hesitant sip. It exploded in her chest like lemons, not altogether bad.'''

'''“Biana, what are we supposed to do here?” Sophie called, but Biana had either used her Vanisher perks or gone off to find Keefe, or both. She was alone again, and she kind of hated it. Being alone in a crowd. An oxymoron if she’d ever heard one.'''

'''Sophie heard loud laughter coming from behind her. She turned and saw the tall silhouette of Stina Heks, surrounded by some of her friends.'''

'''Sophie had conflicting emotions about Stina. When they’d first met, she’d been an awful girl, ill-tempered and bratty. Then Sophie had found out that Stina’s father, Timkin Heks, was a part of the Black Swan. And Stina had ended up being a much better friend to Marella Redek than Sophie ever could. But she still wasn’t a fan of the sometimes-snobby girl.'''

'''Sophie backed away slowly, not wanting to start something awkward. She scanned the crowd for Biana or Keefe. She didn’t know who else was coming.'''

'''Once Stina was a safe distance away, Sophie relaxed a little. She helped herself to more of the mystery-drink. She found herself enjoying the aftertaste.'''

'''She closed her eyes, and the sound and the heat and the smell and the darkness seemed to blur together into one scary place she wasn’t ready for. Sophie stayed in the corner until her huge cup was empty, then reluctantly entered the middle of the party again. She wasn’t sure what time it was, or how long Biana had been gone. She felt a little wavy inside.'''

'''“Sophie! Finally! Where were you?” Biana squeezed through the crowd, her cheeks flushed and face vibrant. “I was looking for you!”'''

'''The room tilted for a second. Sophie staggered backwards, dropping her empty cup. “What-”'''

'''“Easy there!” Biana grabbed Sophie, forcing her back to standing position. “You drank the whole thing? Didn’t you realize… ? Oh god, I didn’t tell you?”'''

'''Sophie didn’t know what Biana was blabbering about. She felt a little lightheaded. The world was still tilty. This whole party thing wasn’t too bad.'''

'''Biana jabbed Sophie. Hard. She winced. “Sophie, that was fizzleberry wine.”'''

Fizzleberry… ?

Oh.

OH.

So that was why she felt so weird.

Sophie was… drunk?

'''The world tilted abruptly again, and Biana wasn’t fast enough. Sophie felt herself slipping…'''

“Easy there, Foster!”