Sofia x James [Under Editing]

Sofia

Chapter Two [Edited 03/15/2021]
Sofia 

I don't know why he's my brother I mean he's kinda cute. Sofia he's your brother. Jade, Ruby I think James likes me I blurt out. I could tell I was growing nervous around my best-friends for even talking like this. I trusted them however, they look at me with utter disgust. “I’m sorry girls I guess I’ll go. Please don’t tell anyone.” I say gathering the small items I brought that were strewn about the messy room. Smoothing the few non-existent wrinkles in the purple fabric of my skirt.

My mind wanders curiously through the woods of James and my issues. I call for a coach to fly me back to the castle. I wanted to just disappear again at the moment. “Miss.Sophia?” one of the substitute carriage drivers asked. “Sorry, Neil I was taking in the view of the magnificent sunset. I hadn’t told a lie. However, I had a gut feeling many more were to come along in this long journey. 

I hurried away to my room, I felt sick to my stomach. My thoughts roamed my head in circles like a screaming concert. I closed my eyes a small sound of Baileywick’s dinner bell was heard down the hall from my bedroom. I was sure I fell asleep for a short while. The thought of food tinted my face green. It sounded disgusting, I guess I knew I would have to face James during dinner. I was fine earlier. Admitting to myself something so weird was embarrassing enough to linger around for a while. “Princess, it’s time for dinner,” Baileywick said peering his head into my doorway. “I’m not hungry at the moment Baileywick. Thank you for the offer.” I replied not taking my gaze away from the top of my canopy four-poster bed. 

A few hours later I sat up in my bay-window. My soft chalk pastels coloring the page of my drawing.  I didn’t quite know what I was drawing however, I knew it was colorful. To be fair I was looking at the view from my window. Eight years and I still couldn’t get over how space made me feel so free. “Sofia,” I heard James’s voice enter my room. I got butterflies although, I shouldn’t have. James was one of my best friends I had a feeling he knew something was wrong. “Yes, James,” I said my eyes glued to the aquamarine page I replied to him with a sassy tone. I guess I was done with him for the day. “Sofia? Are you okay?” James asked me “I’m fine James,” I muttered. “What did you want James?” I questioned his entering my bedroom. Although, he did knock I was abruptly ripped away from my tension-free filled silence. “I just wanted to ask why you came home so early is all,” James said his tone intrigued me. At the time I was only sixteen and he was seventeen. I hadn’t thought about whether or not my emotions were lonely.