p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="ffb89d2588e1615f8409d56406e8e8dd" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Sophie POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="2dcb5fb28e5512e7563dab1f3234f9fa"I am getting ready for school when It arrives. It has been a little over a month since the ball, when we requested our scrolls, and now it's FINALLY here! There is a knock on the door. "Scroll delivery for Sophie Elizabeth Foster?" a muffled voice says. I shriek. "It's here! It's here! IT'S HEEEERRRREEE!" I yell as I race down the stairs. I see Edaline open the door, take the scroll, and thank the delivery man. I slide to a halt in front of her, more excited than I've ever been. Edaline looks at me. "Do you want to open it now, or wait for your friends?" she raises an eyebrow. I furrow my eyebrows for a moment and then scowl. "Wait for my friends." I mumble in defeat as I shove the scroll into my backpack. I kiss Edaline on the cheek (Grady had to go to work early) and walk out the door. "Foxfire!" I say clearly to the Pathfinder. I am whisked away in a glittering cloud./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="ee2a4be19f23604a2cdcf88a41b49977" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Fitz POV (New one!)/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="7866554bf14ba0bcf051edac52470be2"Biana and I are just about to leave Everglen for Foxfire when the scroll delivery man appears. He looks at us, says "Matchmaking scrolls for Fitz and Biana Vacker." hands us the scrolls, and leaps away. I stare at mine for a moment while Biana (momentarily) faints. When she wakes back up, she starts lecturing me on how we have to wait for are friends and such, seeing that I had started to break the seal. As we jump to Foxfire, all I can think about is weather Linh is in my Top 5 or not, and if I am in hers./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="570ec9d439a574eaeec19f291a966b74" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Dex POV (New one!)/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="d4d6c5bbe9f8b5eb953b3b4184342951"Ever since the Foxfire Ball, Biana and I have been sort-of dating. We have honestly been waiting for our matchmaking scrolls to arrive. Every morning, I check. But nothing. Until today. After a particularly long morning constantly battling the triplets, I am ready to leave the house. My mom gives me a kiss and slips something into my hand as I walk outside. "This came for you during breakfast." she whispers, and then winks. I look at it. My matchmaking scroll! It's here! My eyes lit up as I leap away to Foxfire, for Biana is the only thing on my mind right now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8471d0fba73bc404fa7d66a58294c71" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Keefe POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8e8f740a32e04994f36d597b89a6e07"I am desperate to get away from my father this morning. He is being EXTRA bothersome. *sigh* He was pestering me all morning, and what I really need right now is to see Foster. She always makes me that much happier. I can't wait to get my matchmaking scroll. She better be my number one, or I'm submitting a request for a new one. When will my scroll get here? It seems like it has been FOREVER since the ball! I just hope that it doesn't arrive in front of Dad, because I just know that he'll take it away. As I walk out the door, away from my dad, a man walks up, his bag is filled with scrolls. I stand up a little straighter. Could this be it? Is my future here? "Are you Keefe... Sencen?" the man asks. I nod eagerly. He hands me the scroll. "Good luck." he says, and then winks. I grin at my scroll and then leap to Foxfire before anyone can interfere. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4c100b157869b35d390d7d714b62c5ad" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Linh (ooohhh! NEW ONE!) POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="63e502323a37b764a8bbd74662e27177"I am antsy this morning. Tam is taking FOREVER to get ready for school, and I just really want to see Fitz today. Tam emerges from his room, chatting on his Imparter. I scowl at him impatiently, tapping my foot against the floor. "Bye, Lissa." he calls. "Byyeeeeee." I hear her call back. When Lissa (Tam's current girlfriend) is gone, Tam scowls at me. "Thanks for ruining one of my real shots at love." he says. I roll my eyes "Tam, our real, true, TRUE shots at love will be determined by the matchmaking scrolls. Which, according to the spokespeople, should be here ANY DAY NOW!" I shoot back. He breezes past me towards the door. "Let's just go to school, Linh." I race ahead of him and pull open the door, where a surprised delivery man is just about to knock. I freeze up. This is it! Our matchmaking scrolls! Our future! Right here! I gasp and snatch mine from the man. Tam thanks him and shoos him away. I pull out my pathfinder as Tam starts to open the scroll. I smack him. "We're supposed to wait for everyone, remember?" I cry "Oh, yeah." he mumbles as we leap to Foxfire./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="76e817dadee3783cc2d69f11f44b939c" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Third Person POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="75a14cff34c249f2348222aed783bdcf"Sophie, Keefe, Dex, Biana, Fitz, Tam, and Linh all landed at Foxfire at about the same time. They raced up to each other and waved their matchmaking scrolls in the air, speechless. The group, all very eager, found a nice spot and sat in a circle. Many other groups of friends were reading off their matchmaking scrolls, too. Everyone pulled out their scrolls and readied their fingers near the wax seal. Biana started the countdown "OK, everyone, open your scrolls in 3... 2... span style="box-sizing: border-box; text-decoration: underline;"1/span!" she shouted as everyone tore into the scrolls, immediately looking at their number ones. Sophie looked down at her list, as did everyone else. The lists looked a little bit like this.../p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="2dcb5fb28e5512e7563dab1f3234f9fa"I am getting ready for school when It arrives. It has been a little over a month since the ball, when we requested our scrolls, and now it's FINALLY here! There is a knock on the door. "Scroll delivery for Sophie Elizabeth Foster?" a muffled voice says. I shriek. "It's here! It's here! IT'S HEEEERRRREEE!" I yell as I race down the stairs. I see Edaline open the door, take the scroll, and thank the delivery man. I slide to a halt in front of her, more excited than I've ever been. Edaline looks at me. "Do you want to open it now, or wait for your friends?" she raises an eyebrow. I furrow my eyebrows for a moment and then scowl. "Wait for my friends." I mumble in defeat as I shove the scroll into my backpack. I kiss Edaline on the cheek (Grady had to go to work early) and walk out the door. "Foxfire!" I say clearly to the Pathfinder. I am whisked away in a glittering cloud./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="ee2a4be19f23604a2cdcf88a41b49977" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Fitz POV (New one!)/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="7866554bf14ba0bcf051edac52470be2"Biana and I are just about to leave Everglen for Foxfire when the scroll delivery man appears. He looks at us, says "Matchmaking scrolls for Fitz and Biana Vacker." hands us the scrolls, and leaps away. I stare at mine for a moment while Biana (momentarily) faints. When she wakes back up, she starts lecturing me on how we have to wait for are friends and such, seeing that I had started to break the seal. As we jump to Foxfire, all I can think about is weather Linh is in my Top 5 or not, and if I am in hers./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="570ec9d439a574eaeec19f291a966b74" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Dex POV (New one!)/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="d4d6c5bbe9f8b5eb953b3b4184342951"Ever since the Foxfire Ball, Biana and I have been sort-of dating. We have honestly been waiting for our matchmaking scrolls to arrive. Every morning, I check. But nothing. Until today. After a particularly long morning constantly battling the triplets, I am ready to leave the house. My mom gives me a kiss and slips something into my hand as I walk outside. "This came for you during breakfast." she whispers, and then winks. I look at it. My matchmaking scroll! It's here! My eyes lit up as I leap away to Foxfire, for Biana is the only thing on my mind right now./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8471d0fba73bc404fa7d66a58294c71" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Keefe POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="e8e8f740a32e04994f36d597b89a6e07"I am desperate to get away from my father this morning. He is being EXTRA bothersome. *sigh* He was pestering me all morning, and what I really need right now is to see Foster. She always makes me that much happier. I can't wait to get my matchmaking scroll. She better be my number one, or I'm submitting a request for a new one. When will my scroll get here? It seems like it has been FOREVER since the ball! I just hope that it doesn't arrive in front of Dad, because I just know that he'll take it away. As I walk out the door, away from my dad, a man walks up, his bag is filled with scrolls. I stand up a little straighter. Could this be it? Is my future here? "Are you Keefe... Sencen?" the man asks. I nod eagerly. He hands me the scroll. "Good luck." he says, and then winks. I grin at my scroll and then leap to Foxfire before anyone can interfere. /p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="4c100b157869b35d390d7d714b62c5ad" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Linh (ooohhh! NEW ONE!) POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="63e502323a37b764a8bbd74662e27177"I am antsy this morning. Tam is taking FOREVER to get ready for school, and I just really want to see Fitz today. Tam emerges from his room, chatting on his Imparter. I scowl at him impatiently, tapping my foot against the floor. "Bye, Lissa." he calls. "Byyeeeeee." I hear her call back. When Lissa (Tam's current girlfriend) is gone, Tam scowls at me. "Thanks for ruining one of my real shots at love." he says. I roll my eyes "Tam, our real, true, TRUE shots at love will be determined by the matchmaking scrolls. Which, according to the spokespeople, should be here ANY DAY NOW!" I shoot back. He breezes past me towards the door. "Let's just go to school, Linh." I race ahead of him and pull open the door, where a surprised delivery man is just about to knock. I freeze up. This is it! Our matchmaking scrolls! Our future! Right here! I gasp and snatch mine from the man. Tam thanks him and shoos him away. I pull out my pathfinder as Tam starts to open the scroll. I smack him. "We're supposed to wait for everyone, remember?" I cry "Oh, yeah." he mumbles as we leap to Foxfire./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="76e817dadee3783cc2d69f11f44b939c" span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Third Person POV/span/p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; color: #555555;" data-p-id="75a14cff34c249f2348222aed783bdcf"Sophie, Keefe, Dex, Biana, Fitz, Tam, and Linh all landed at Foxfire at about the same time. They raced up to each other and waved their matchmaking scrolls in the air, speechless. The group, all very eager, found a nice spot and sat in a circle. Many other groups of friends were reading off their matchmaking scrolls, too. Everyone pulled out their scrolls and readied their fingers near the wax seal. Biana started the countdown "OK, everyone, open your scrolls in 3... 2... span style="box-sizing: border-box; text-decoration: underline;"1/span!" she shouted as everyone tore into the scrolls, immediately looking at their number ones. Sophie looked down at her list, as did everyone else. The lists looked a little bit like this.../p