The Sleepover {really bad ngl}

Confessions

Sophie woke up at around three in the morning. The room was dark, and for a second she wasn't sure where she was. As her eyes adjusted, she noticed the sleeping faces of her friends. Careful not to wake them up, she tiptoed out of the pillow fort, tripping over one of the pillows.

"Huh?" Keefe asked. "Who's up?"

"Me," Sophie said quietly.

"Foster, what are you doing up so late?" Keefe groaned, burying his face in his pillow.

"Getting some more rifflepuffs," Sophie answered.

"At two in the morning?" Keefe complained.

"Three, actually."

"Because that makes it so much better."

"Whatever."

Keefe sighed. "Anyways, can I come with you? I've been up for a while."

"So have I," someone said.

"What?" Sophie asked. "Who was that?"

"Me," they said. "I mean-- Biana. It's Biana."

"Why are you up?" Keefe asked.

"I dunno," Biana said wearily. "I wasn't tired."

"You sure?" Sophie asked worriedly. "You sound pretty tired to me."

"Fine." Biana sighed, her silhouette slumping as she spoke. "I was thinking. I just..."

"Yeah?" Keefe said.

She turned to Keefe. "Just seeing you and Sophie... I know that you guys like each other, and I know that I should be supportive and stuff, but..."

"But?" Sophie pressed.

"I can't!" Biana burst. "I just can't, okay? I've liked Keefe for so much longer than you, and--"

"Wait." Keefe raised an eyebrow at Biana. "You-- you like me?"

Biana sighed. "Yeah."

"Oh."

The three sat quietly, going over their thoughts. Finally, Sophie broke the silence. "You know Tam likes you, right, Biana? Maybe even Dex, too."

In the dim glow emitted by the faerystring, Sophie could see Biana slump a little less, a smile peeking from her face.

"Hey, Biana, you like that?" Keefe asked, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.

"I guess, yeah," Biana said.

"Yes!" Tam suddenly shouted, making Sophie jump so high she almost touched the ceiling.

Biana blushed. "W--wait. You, um, heard that?"

"I woke up when Sophie woke up," Tam said sheepishly.

"What's going on?" Fitz groaned.

"Yeah..." Dex said.

Sophie groaned. "Now the only one who's not up is Linh."

"Who said I wasn't up? And Tam, why are you shouting?" Linh asked.

Tam sat up, looking down at his lap. "I may or may not have been eavesdropping on Sophie, Keefe, and Biana's conversation..."

Dex frowned. "What was it about?"

Tam sighed and said quietly, "I heard Biana get all excited about me liking her."

"You what?" Biana said, her eyes shooting halfway up her forehead.

"Yeah." Tam looked away, and it may have been Sophie's imagination, but all of the shadows in the room seemed to cover Tam a bit more, as if he was trying to hide himself.

"Oh." Biana seemed confused, not sure if she was supposed to be flattered or not.

"You like Biana?" Linh asked excitedly. "I knew it! Now you two can go on dates, and get on each other's matchmaking scrolls, and-- omigosh, Biana, we could be sisters!"

Tam frowned. "Linh, calm down. I don't even know if she likes me like that."

"I... don't know either," Biana said. "Can you give me some time?"

Tam nodded wearily. "Some time. Yeah, that'll be good for all of us. Some time."

Sophie nodded, transmitting to Biana, If you ever need to talk about boys, I can help you. I've already figured out my own square.

Square? Biana thought. But only Tam likes me.

Sophie raised an eyebrow. I have my suspicions. I'm pretty sure Dex gave up on me a long time ago, he just doesn't know it yet. And you like Keefe, right?

Oh, Biana thought. Yeah. Yeah, I like Keefe. I forgot about that.

Sophie smiled to herself. Dex wasn't the only one moving on from their crush, it seemed.

"Hey!" Keefe suddenly exclaimed. "Foster said she was going to get us leftover rifflepuffs. Oh, and grab some of that mashed carnissa root, too. We're hungry."

Sophie rolled her eyes. "Ugh. Fiiine."

A/N I think I'm going to end this story in a couple chapters. I might do a sequel. Whaddaya think? 😃

Also, thank you guys so, so, SO, much for helping me hit 200 reads. To a well know author, this might mean nothing, but to a newbie like me, this means everything. Seriously, though, every time someone vote, comments, adds, or even views my writing I want to scream because I'm so excited (I don't, because then my mom would freak out and be all like 'are you okay do we need to call a doctor' and stuff). Thank you.