Knowing (Edited)

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Sophie's P.O.V.

I glanced at the clock at sighed. It was barely 5:45. If I went and woke up Anthony and Austin, they would be all groggy and most likely shove me out of the room and go back to sleep. It was killing me not to be able to talk to anyone yet. I'd have to wait for at least two hours. Maybe three, considering Anthony didn't go to bed until after midnight. But then again, I could just go and tell them then they could go back to sleep. No, no, no, that would be rude. After a minute of arguing with myself (I'm not mental!!), I decided that I would go and wake up Anthony first. He most likely wouldn't shove me out of his room.

I tiptoed out of my room and quietly shut the door behind me. I glanced down the hallway. Anthony's bedroom was on the complete opposite side of mine. Phil's bedroom was upstairs, I think, so if I ran to his bedroom he wouldn't hear me. I took a chance and ran on my tiptoes to reduce the sound I was creating. Then, I peeked into Anthony's room to find him wide awake. He beckoned me forward and I walked in, closing the door quietly behind me.

"What are you doing up?" I whispered.

"You know we don't need to whisper. And I should be asking what are you doing in here? Were you scared?" He teased me as I blushed scarlet.

"No! I found out what we are." My voice started shaking. Then, I realized that I was still standing in front of the door. I carefully made my way over to his bed, taking a seat on the edge.

"What exactly are we?" Anthony asked.

"Magicians." I responded.

"Soph," He called me by my nickname and I was surprised, "You can't be serious. What exactly did Artemis tell you?" He asked.

"Soph...My nickname. I need to think of one for you. Tony is okay, but I want it to be special." I ignored his question.

"Why are you ignoring my question?" He demanded. I couldn't meet his eyes.

"She told me that we had powers of our own, just like Phil. She also told me that I shouldn't tell anyone." I tried to recall if she said anything else.

"That's all she said. Are you sure?" He furrowed his brows.

"Um," I thought for a moment, "Oh! She also said that I could have a relationship with you! And there was something else...I think she said that Phil would train us?"

"That's odd. You would think that Phil would have already trained us so we could defend ourselves." Anthony said.

 I nodded my head in agreement. Then, I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt. Gosh, was I slow these days! I couldn't help but stare for a moment. He was very muscular.

"Did you tell Austin?" He asked.

"No, not yet. I figured he would be ticked if I woke him up this early." I replied.

"Oh, so I wouldn't be mad if I got woken up at what, six A.M.?" Anthony said, trying to fake being annoyed.

"Well..." I tried to think of a valid reason.

Anthony smirked.

I scooted back on the bed and pulled my knees to my chin and wrapped my arms around shins.

"You okay?" Anthony asked, concerned. 

I stifled a yawn, "I'm just tired now and, I swear, I was literally wide awake a few minutes ago."

"Go back to bed, then." Anthony suggested.

"I'm too lazy. It's...it's so far away." I managed a smile, now resting my head on my kneecaps.

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