Secret Admirer [k.o.t.l.c.]

TWO

"Huh," Biana mumbled, "I always forget that other places don't have shiny gates."

"That's true. Every time I go over to Everglen, I swear I get momentarily blinded" Sophie laughed.

"Well you do get used to it. It's one of the downsides of being a Vacker."

"Hm, I suppose."

Biana quirked an eyebrow at her. "Who knows? Maybe one day you'll be a Vacker and my sister in law," almost as an afterthought she added, "but married to Fitz not Alvar, like ew. That would be too weird."

Sophie almost choked, and it wasn't because of the purple Verdi feathers floating around.

"I-I thought you were bugging me about that secret admirer no less than 5 minutes ago."

"I was. But everyone knows about your, ahem, crush."

Lowering her voice, Sophie asked, "Well, does he know?"

With a very unladylike snort Biana said, "No. Boys are so thick-headed sometimes, know what I mean? You should totally tell him, I'm pretty sure he likes you too."

Turning away from the doorway of Havenfield, she gasped.

"Really?!"

Biana gaped at her, as she not-so gently nudged Sophie into the house-which was honestly more like a mansion. There was a plate of fluffcreams on the table, with a note saying that they were out. She took the dish of pastries, as Biana herded her towards the stairs.

"What in Exile?! Are you really so oblivious? Then again you haven't noticed Keefe, and he's been pining after you, ever since you've arrived. He is pretty cute."

Sophie struggled to form coherent words, her mouth opening and closing very much like a fish who had the complexion of a ripe tomato. 

She would have lost her footing on the staircase, if she hadn't caught the banister in time. Biana had steadied the plate, and the fluffcreams didn't slip off. Thankfully. 

"How do you even know this stuff? And come on, it's not like they would ever like me, " she protested.

"Puh-lease, just trust me on this," and with an air of nonchalance she said, " Ya know, there was also Dex. But you totally friend-zoned him." 

Sophie chuckled nervously, "Yeah right. He's my cousin and my best friend, " with a stink eye from Biana, she quickly corrected it to, "Well, one of my best friends."

"Okay, but you have to admit, I am an expert at this romantic and love stuff. After all, you're looking at a future Matchmaker."

Smiling slightly, she replied, "Ha. But when you become a Matchmaker, we're going to be centuries old."

The idea of a practically infinite lifespan still hadn't quite clicked, along with many other Elven concepts.

"I know! And that reminds me; WE'RE GETTING THE SCROLLS!!!"

"It's not really that big of a deal."

"THAT BIG OF A DEAL! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! This could decide who you spend the rest of your life with! AND YOU SAY IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL?!"

"I guess it's sorta exciting." Personally she thought that it was a bit terrifying too. "But I wouldn't really care if someone was on my scroll or not, I can deal with the scandal."

Biana huffed, "Of course. You're Sophie Foster. No one would blame you. Afterall, you saved us from the Neverseen and such. And you have a bajillion abilities, so your kid would end up with an Ability anyway."

"Well, what does that mean? We all defeated the Neverseen, and with great power comes responsibility. Sometimes I wish I was just normal."

"I wish I was more recognized. I'm known more as the 'pretty' Vacker child, I bet you thought that too when you first got here. Dad and Fitz are powerful Telepaths, and mom is a really talented Vanisher. And me, I can barely do a fraction of the things she can do."

"I think, no, I know that you're amazing at the things you do."

"Thanks." Then she smiled, an actual genuine smile. "I know what job I want to take, but have you thought about it? I mean we have a few more years to decide, but the Elite levels start in a couple months."

"Ugh, higher levels means more studying. And, I have to study for finals. I'm still not sure yet what job I'll take. Most likely Keeper or Probe, but it would have to match Fitz's decisions. Since we're cognates." 

But their trust bond could break if they were keeping things from each other. If only she could share her stupid secret about the stubborn crush she had on him.

They walked into her room, leaving footprints of smooshed flowers behind. She popped a pastry in her mouth, savoring the sweet honey flavor and the way it seemed to practically melt in her mouth.

Biana slid one off the plate Sophie had set down, when she finally finished chewing it she asked, "So what were we talking about?" as she sank down on the rumpled sheets. And leapt up with a yelp, a split second after.

"EEEEEEK! Oh no, I just sat on Iggy!"

Sophie could tell. There was definitely a spook induced fart in the air, and a lump where Biana had just sat.

"He'll be okay. See."

She scooped up the imp, who was fine(albeit a tad cranky,) and handed him to Biana, who cradled the now purring creature in her palms. 

"Aw. Aren't you sweet?" 

Sophie smirked, "His no-meat diet is still going absolutely horribly."

"I can tell from his suspicious smelling breath. Hey, can you get my Imparter for me?"

She reached over to hand the silver device over.

"Show me Linh Song." (Help me, idk how they hail each other on imparters, so please correct me.)

As soon as the words left her mouth, Linh appeared in the screen.

Sophie breathed a sigh of relief, "Now I have someone to complain too. Okay so this morning I-"

Biana interrupted by turning the screen away.

"Hey Linh, could you leap to Havenfield? It's about-" she wiggled her eyebrows in Sophie's general direction.

"Ah. I see that we have much to discuss. Is it unrequited love? Another crush? About Keefe? Or Fitz? Or-" 

"Hey! You betrayed meeeeeeeeeeee. Linhhhhh, I thought we were friends."

"Oh we are. But that's what friends do, they embarrass each other. See you soon."

Yay! I actually updated. Expect some plot later on. Thanks for reading!