Chapter 11

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Sophie's p.o.v
Sophie cried her eyes out, thinking about the blank look on Fitz's face. She had convinced Silvany to leave and go check on greyfell, saying she herself was fine.

Of course Fitz wouldn't like her back, he probably likes one of the prettier, more popular girls at Foxfire.

All of a sudden, she felt slim, dainty arms wrap around her, a sweet perfume engulfing Sophie's scences. Biana, of course.

"Hey, its ok Sophie, just let it all out. " she said gently. Sophie hugged Biana back, her tears starting to dry at this point, mostly hiccups now.

"Its ok Biana, Im-" hiccup "-fine."

"Your really not, now come on, lets go inside and wait for Linh to come downstairs." the brunette then guided her towards the house, Sophie still slightly hiccuping.

Linh came down only seconds later, immediately running up and hugging Sophie.

"Oh my gosh Sophie, Fitz is so stupid. I can't even believe him. " Linh rambled.

"Oh, I have an idea. Lets stay in my room tonight, justus girls and Marella. And then tomorrow we give each other makeovers. That way we can watch the boys stupid expressions!" exclaimed Biana.

"Ok, lets do it" said Linh and Sophie.

"Linh, can you go and get Marella, we can all meet up in my room. Ok?" asked Biana.

"Sure" and with that, Linh started up the stairs, Sophie and Biana not to far behind.

*****magical time skip*****
The next morning Sophie woke up to Biana yelling in her ear "COME ON, LETS GO"

As Sophie jumped up, Biana threw a dress at her, saying, "put this on, and hurry up, we still need to do your hair, nails, shoes...."

*Time skip again, I feel like it!*

Biana:

Biana:

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