Please note that this is based off of the idea that Sophie moved to the Lost Cities at six- years-old rather than 12.
The boy seemed as though he had found something new. His periwinkle eyes lit up in delight when he saw the blonde haired girl enter his home. His big eyes matched the equally large grin on his lips. Both features grew when he saw the short girl’s eyes. They were the colour of Dex’s hair when he blew up his father’s lab, but mixed with the sparkly stars that he always wanted to reach up to and poke. He walked up to her and touched her eyelids, “Woah.. your eyes are so cool!”
The nervous girl jumped back.
“Dex! You don’t go up to people and touch their faces!” his mom scolded.
Dex only sheepishly smiled and turned back to the girl who was hiding behind Aunt Edaline.
“Come on! Let’s go play!”
The girl peeked from behind his aunt and slowly stepped out away with her hands behind her back. Dex took her hand and pulled her through the icy halls. She laughed as she slid on the floors. Dex ran to the end of the hall and told her to go to the other end. “On three, we run and slide!”
He put his hands on his knees, “One… two… three!”
Together, they both ran and then slid. It was all laughs until the two bumped into each other. “Woah!”
The two landed in a heap of limbs on the floor. Groans of pain faded into a burst of giggles. The two snorted and laughed until their stomachs hurt. She stood up and wobbled on the frosted ground, “I like being your friend!”
That ceased Dex’s smile, “W-were friends?”
“If you want to be,” the girl coughed out.
The largest grin yet appeared on Dex’s face. “I have a friend! Her name is… wait, what’s your name?”
“Sophie,” she answered through a giggle.
Sophie
Sophie is going to be my best friend forever.