It took heart to be the way she was.

She was kind, always forgiving, smart, funny, beautiful, wonderful.

And more than one boy thought of her as more than a friend.

Fitz:

She was his Cognate. She trusted him not to keep any secrets. But there was one he never let her know he had:

He was in love with Sophie Foster. Every time he looked at her, thought of her, talked to her, he felt a pull on his heartstrings.

Keefe:

The prankster once asked her who made her heart go Potter-patter(yes I meant Potter)

Her Response wasn't what he expected. She lied that no one did. But he knew the truth. He never stood a chance against Wonderboy. The perfect, handsome, talented boy she liked.

Warren:

This new Elf knew he liked her since the moment he had laid eyes on her.

The way her hair fell.

The shy look in her beautifully different brown eyes.

The way she was always humble, no matter how much glory she received.

And as for Sophie?

Well, let's just say she has her eyes set one none of them. Or all of them.

"Hi, Sophie," He said to her, his bluebell eyes sparkling as he smiled at her.

"Hey, Warren," she replied gloomily.

"What's up with you, Foster?" A certain blonde troublemaker said behind her. "I can feel the sadness from across the cafeteri."

"Oh, nothing," she sighed, officially convincing Warren, Fitz, and Keefe, the only ones present that day, that she was hiding something.

"Well, you'll have to share it in Telepathy anyways, so...Is it really that bad?" Fitz asked as her face fell when he mentioned telepathy.

"It's-there's no way I'm convincing you it's nothing, is there?" She asked the boys.

"Nope," they all said together.

"Fine. All of you come over to my house after school. About half an our after."

"And why is that?" Warren asked.

"I'm probably going to have to go to the Healing Center in a few minutes," Sophie said to them.

"That's really funny, Foster, but how do you know one of your disasters is going to happen soon?" Keefe asked.

"Plenty of reasons. The 'Slippery When Wet' sign over there, which I will walk right into, Fitz looks like he's going to give me a headache in Telepathy, asking what it is, there's a burn on my neck-"

"Why's there a burn on your neck?" It was Fitz's turn to say something.

"I was helping with the dragons this morning and one accidentally burned me."

"Then why isn't your hair singed?" Keefe asked.

"Because my hair was up and it wasn't actually a dragon. The dragon fire-breathed on the metal fences, and I decided to lean on it for who knows why. Plus, Sander made me promise to go let Elwin check it," Sophie replied, backing away, "Which is why I should get going. See ya-AHH!" She tripped over the 'Slippery When Wet' sign saying, "Ugh. I told you guys."

"You ok, Soph?" Warren asked, beating Keefe and Fitz to helping her up.

"Yeah, fine. I just hit my head is all. Another reason to go see Elwin. See you guys after school. Try not to get into too much trouble!" Sophie told them, turning and walking away.

"We'll do our best, Foster," Keefe called after her.

"I doubt that," she replied over her shoulder.