Chapter 4 (Keefe's POV)

I love Sophie Foster. I know, I know, I've only known her for like, 10 minutes, but still. I love the way that she's excited to see people that she knows. I love the little snark she has. I haven't seen that much of it, but still. I keep finding myself glancing at her every other second.

Unfortunately, most of those times she's staring at Fitz. I sigh. I don't think she'll ever love me, especially if she has Wonderboy. I wonder if they're Hopefuls.

The line moves up again and I realize I'm next. I wait for the person in front of me to Receive, then step forward. The Passer hands me a pair of brown gloves with a hint of gold lining, then ushers me away so he can give Fitzy his thing.

I study the gloves. Huh. I wonder who would like these. I'll have to ask around and see if I know my soulmate. It might be dumb, but I want it to be Sophie. I don't think that she wants it to be me. That thought is sad, but all of our friends have made it out of the line. I need to stop thinking about this.

We slowly walk towards the door, scared to make a sound. When we get out, I immediately ask. "What did you guys get?" "I got a pair of neon yellow shorts." Fitz says. "I got a pair of sparkly high heels." Dex exclaims. "I got an Apple watch." Biana tells me. "I got a t-shirt that says 'Trust The Empath' on it. I wonder what that means." Sophie mutters. "I got a flashlight." Linh mumbles in a similar way to what Sophie did. "I got a dress." Tam says, holding up a dress similar to what Marella is wearing. Hmmmm. "I got a water bottle." Wylie mutters. "I got a tunic that says 'Happy Shadow Thoughts' on it." Marella says.

"My watch says the wrong time!" Biana exclaims. "I can fix it!" Dex replies. "Thanks!" Biana says. Then she glances at Dex's thing. "Hey Dex," She starts. "Can I talk to you…alone." "Sure…" Dex says, raising an eyebrow.

At first, I'm confused like Dex, but then I realize what Biana must have realized. They must be soulmates! Cute! I want to find my soulmate before they tell us. I don't want to be told that we are soulmates, I want one of us to figure it out.

And I want it to be Sophie.

More than I am willing to admit. Dad would say that I would be a bad influence on her but I love her. And I think that she can grow to love me too.