Sophie's leg bounced and her finger tapped on her desk. All she could think about was the blood that had been spilled hardly months before. The Council was determined to pretend like nothing had happened, and to many people, nothing had.

The war had happened, primarily underground. Sophie and her friends had fought in the battle of their lives against the Neverseen, suffering major injuries in the process. Keefe was still recovering in the Healing Centre.

Nobody would understand the amount of PTSD Sophie suffered. Nobody. She'd suddenly become a shell of anxiety and depression, having to take meds to stop herself from doing irreversible things. She hadn't felt like Sophie anymore.

Not until she'd started calling Biana every night, not shutting off until both were asleep. Not until she and Biana had started dating.

Biana rested her hand on Sophie's, a small smile given to the blonde. Sophie smiled sadly at the girl. Sophie knew she wasn't good enough for Biana, that she spent too much time in her own thoughts trying to be strong to be there for the brunette.

The bell let the children out of school, and Sophie dragged Biana to the green courtyard.

"What's this about?" Biana asked, teal eyes glimmering with some mixture of amusement and worry.

A few silent tears swam down Sophie's face. "I know I'm not good enough for you, Bi. You deserve someone so much better than me." Sophie paused, trying to collect herself but breaking into tears. "How- how do you st-still want me?" The plaintive cry was broken by sobs.

Biana pulled Sophie into a hug, stroking her hair. "I don't need you to sell me on reasons to want you. I don't need you to search for the proof that I should." Biana pulled back to look at Sophie, brown eyes wide and lip trembling. Biana kissed Sophie's forehead and continued to sing. "You don't have to convince me, you don't have to be scared you're not good enough." The brunette chuckled sadly. "Cause, what we've got going is good."

Sophie looked at the girl she was proud to call her girlfriend and gave a small smile. "I don't need more reminders of all that's been broken, I don't need you fix what I'd rather.. forget."

"Clear the slate and start over," Sophie sang, feeling more lighthearted than she really ever had.

"Try to quiet the noises in your head." Biana added.

"We can't compete with all that," the girls voices weaved together, and Sophie rested her head on Biana's shoulder. They spun, Sophie occasionally feeling embarrassed that they were acting like they were in a musical, but the feeling quickly washed away by the joy.

"So what if it's us? What if it's us, and only us..?" Biana finished, pulling back to smile at Sophie. Sophie grinned, eyes pulled to the girl's shiny lips. She struggled to keep her brown gaze focused on Biana's teal one. Biana noticed her struggle and smirked, leaning in to kiss the girl. The world narrowed and all Sophie's attention was on the beautiful girl in front of her. Vaguely, she heard someone whistle, but she couldn't care. Biana broke away and gave her a smile. "I love you, Sophie Foster."

…..and they walk away into a sunset.

was that too much? i'm actually thinking about making a continued version of this in some other story, where like fitz is not cash money, yknow? since y'all seem to not like when the lights go off very much, and it's being poopy, i thought i could start another one?

OH. in case it wasn't clear, i finished with this.

i know, i finished something. shocking.

(it's actually shocking. i've finished like, 3 stories? i've been writing like this since like 2nd grade. free-writing, i mean.)

ANYWAY. please lemme know what i should do next and if i should continue with sophiana or do something else. okay thank you, bye. -poptart-