A/N This is a passage from Flashback. I do not own the rights to this piece of writing.

"It's processing," Brisa explained. "Should be just a minute."

But it wasn't.

It wasn't two minutes either.

Or three.

By four, Sophie's back was drenched with sweat and she was having to sit on her hands to spare her eyelashes.

By five, even Juji and Brisa were getting fidgety. But they kept right on smiling until their screens made a soft beeping sound and flashed red.

Red was rarely good.

"Is something wrong?" Sophie had to ask.

Juji and Brisa shared a look before they both held up their screens to let her read the result herself.

SOPHIE ELIZABETH FOSTER IS UNMATCHABLE.