He loves me, He loves me not...

Ventura Lass was on her bed, talking to her friends Alita and Anniken.

"It's hopeless. Utterly hopeless." She moaned, burying her head into her pillow.

Alita tried to comfort her, while Anniken was quiet.

"I'm sure he likes you!" Alita said brightly.

"If only you knew..." Anniken, muttered. Ventura's head snapped up.

"What was that?"

Anniken smiled fakely.

"I was about to sneeze, that's all."

Ventura went back to complaining.

"Having a crush on a friend is spella annoying. I cannot deal with this! It's going to make our relationship strained. Anniken! What do you think?"

Anniken froze, while Ventura raised an eyebrow.

"I think he'll kill me if I meddle in his love life." She mumbled.

"But he's your twin!" Alita protested.

"Exactly why he'll kill me!" Anniken shot back.

"But do you have any idea if Caspar likes me?" Ventura said hopefully.

Anniken rolled her eyes.

"No. He wouldn't tell me."

Ventura just flopped back and covered her eyes.

"Boy problems are the worst."

Anniken was tiring of the conversation, so she left to visit her brother. He was on his mirror pad, absent-mindedly surfing the net. He lifted his head as she entered.

"Anniken? Do you think Ventura likes me?" He said, frowning.

Anniken internally groaned.

"Again with this!" She muttered, then answered him more loudly. "Why would I know?"

"Because you're her friend!" Caspar said, his eyes beseeching.

"So are you, you figure it out." Anniken said, donning his headphones and shutting Caspar out as effectively as a door. Caspar sighed and snatched them off her head.

"Hey!" She yelled. "You're as pusht as Ventura was when she was asking me that question!"

Caspar's eyes widened and Anniken realized her mistake.

"That means..." He rushed out of the room before even completing his sentence.

Anniken cradled her head in her hands.

"Oh boy."