It was the day after mid-terms, again. Sophie was worried it would be like last time, maybe not as stressful. But it wasn't. She wasn't worried about passing this time. Most of her mentors told her there was no possible way she couldn't, and she knew the other mentors were just being stubborn.
As she walked into Foxfire she watched as prodigies popped prize bubbles and ran around the school giving presents to one another.
She made her way to the fourth floor and slowly walked to her locker, observing everyones behavior. As she walked into her atrium she noticed a few prodigies were there. The few girls were all staring at something, something that was suspiciously in the direction of her locker. She started walking towards it but froze when she saw what they were staring at, or more like who. Fitz.
He was casually standing by her locker, not noticing he was drawing attention at all. She slowly made her way to her locker, not wanting to know why Fitz wanted to see her. A bunch of scenarios went through her head, most she didn't want to experience if she hadn't already.
Her thoughts didn't last long because Fitz's voice broke through them with a, "Hey, Sophie."
She smiled at him, not really liking the nervous tone he was giving her. She then looked at her thinking cap, which was overflowing again.
"Come to deliver my present?" she asked, half trying for a joke half being hopeful.
"Well," he sighed, worrying her. "Actually I have."
The words he said filled her with relief, but the way he said it made her even more worried. How could you deliver a present when you were worried? Another part of her wondered what his gift could be though, hopefully it was better then last year's since they knew each other better.
She looked up at him, avoiding his eyes so she wouldn't melt right into them.
"And I have to talk to you about something too."
He glanced around, looking a little worried about those who were watching them but causing her more worry then she needed.
"Okay," she said and looked into his eyes knowing this was serious business.
"Well, I don't know how to start this," was how he started. She tried to focus on his words, but was more worried about keeping her look into his eyes, instead she looked at his nose which would work for now.
"First of all, I'll start with something easy. Let's say, if you had given me one of those bracelets, the ones that all the girls give me that I'll probably get today." At first it started to kind of make her mad, even mentioning that so many girls liked him, but she didn't even process what he was saying. "I'd probably be wearing it."
First of all, Sophie thought to herself, what bracelets? Wait, did he mean a crush cuff?
Fitz started again before she could process anything else. "And I also felt like I should make up for what Alvar said, I should've probably gotten you a present for how I was acting."
"You don't-" she started but he held up his hand to stop, so she did.
"I should also probably be making up for what a lousy present I gave you last year. So, because it all adds up to something big, I decided on one thing, wether you like it or not, wether you decide to forget about it or not, wether you decide it was worth it or not, I'll give you one thing."
They stood there in silence for a moment, he just stared at her as she tried to process everything. But right as she stared knowing what he said about crush cuffs, he leaned in and kissed her.
AN: I currently have 6 1/2 chapters written right now, if anyone has anything they want in this story, PLEASE TELL ME!
Thanks, Cosmé
