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... no one else is actually reading Is This Supposed to Happen after I finished it... the views are staying at the same number... #sadness


BIANA'S POV

"Biana!" my mom calls from downstairs. "They're here!"

"Coming!" I reply, though I take one last glance in the mirror as I dash out of my room. Sophie's coming to live with us after Havenfield burned down, and I want to look good.
Not that she'd notice my extra makeup...

Sophie comes through the door, along with Grady and Edaline. She's limping, and there are blisters on her. Gruesome blisters.

"Oh. My. God. Sophie, are you okay?" I rush over to my friend. Only a friend, for now. "Did you go to Elwin? Who did this? Why did they do this? Oh my god, I promise I will kill them slowly."

"Calm down, Bee. It's just a couple of burns and a sprained ankle." Sophie gives me a smile, but it's more of a mixture of a wince.

"Do not tell me to calm down! Someone attacked my best friend and burned their house down!" I pout, sticking out my lower lip. "But seriously, what happened?"

"Actually, no idea. I was just sleeping, and woke up when I smelled smoke." she shrugged, plopping down on the sofa. "You look pretty today." She comments.

Dang. She did notice. I feel my face heat up. My heart is pumping and my brain is screaming, act natural you dimwit! "Oh, um, thanks!" I smile brightly. Am I smiling too big? Too small? Is my face red? Can she feel my heartbeat getting faster? Why the hell am I feeling like this? WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY?

"Biana?" Sophie frowns, wrinkling her tiny, cute nose. "You okay?"

"Yeah, fine." I add another flash of a smile and clear my throat. "You wanna come up to my room, and... talk? Or I can give you-"

"OH NO PLEASE NOT THE MAKEOVERS!" Sophie leans back on the sofa, as if to get away from me.

"Well... since you can't exactly run from me..." I lift her with my telekinesis, and she gasps in surprise.

Nice save, I tell myself as I carry her up the stairs.


SOPHIE'S POV

I always loved the way Biana smelled. Lavender, almonds, and mint. If it was a perfume, I'd wear it all day, any day, every day. After she's done doing my hair, it smells like her. I hate the actual part of doing it, but I love the result.

"Owww!" I wince as she pulls on a lock of my hair.

"Sophs, you should know by now that beauty hurts." I can hear the smile in her voice, even though I can't see her.

"Can you make it less painful?" I ask.

"I'm trying my best, ya know."

"What happens if you don't try?"

"Hell breaks loose." she shrugs.

I can't stop laughing at that. I don't know why that's so funny all of a sudden.

"Hey!" Biana scolds. "Stop laughing! I need to finish!"

I literally start crying because I'm laughing so hard. My neck rolls back on the edge of the bed, and the mattress shakes from my giggles. Soon, Biana's joining, and we're both sprawled out on the bed, giggling like maniacs.

"Why are we like this?" Biana shakes her head, the grin not leaving her face.

"Because we're weird and we love it!" I poke her on her cheek. It's softer than a marshmallow.

"You're hair's messed up." she pouts. "My hard work was for nothing!"

"Whatevs, Bee. We had fun." I poke her again. She swats my hand like I'm a fly. It makes me want to try for the third time.

We're out of things to talk about. We just sit in comfortable silence, staring at each other. My hair's probably a mess.

"How... are you feeling?" Biana breaks the quiet.

"I went to Elwin. He gave me some ointment and told to apply it everyday. The ankle's going to heal in a couple of days." I shrug.

"No, not like that. Like, emotionally, how are you feeling."

Oh.

"Well... I know that going to Foxfire's going to be different, since my school stuff is in smithereens." I start.

"Yeah... don't know what we can do about that." Biana puckers her lip to the side and looks down.

"It just... I feel like nowhere is safe, now." I blow out through my breath, and it catches a loose strand of my hair. "Like, Havenfield was my safe place, my home, and then it's just gone like... that. Poof." I mime a little explosion with the 'poof'. "Like my privacy and safety was invaded. I don't know if I can feel safe anymore."

"Aww, Sophs..." Biana reaches over and hugs me. "I'm so sorry..."

She's so warm. And smells so good.
But I like Linh.
Not that Linh or Biana would return the same feeling...


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