Lost and Found - A Foster-Keefe Story

Chapter 7

*DISCLAIMER: This book uses the characters from Shannon Messenger's Keeper of the Lost Cities book series. I did not create these characters*

"Foster. Foster. Wake up!" Sophie felt someone nudge her.

"Noooo, I wanna sleeeeeep," Sophie groaned, and rolled onto her back. She opened her eyes. "What time is it?"

"It's eleven fifteen pm. Biana just texted you that she's on her way back. Thought you'd like to know," Keefe replied. Wait, what? Keefe? Sophie thought. Then her memories flooded back to her. My dad would kill me. "You must've been tired, huh? Fell asleep within seven minutes of sitting down." Keefe said, smirking.

"Gee, thanks," Sophie said, and tried to hide her embarrassment.

"Well, I should probably go. It's late, and sleeping beauty needs her rest," Keefe said, walking to the door.

"Okay. Goodnight, Keefe," Sophie said, a sleepy smile on her face. Keefe turned around, his hand resting on the doorknob.

"Sweet dreams, Foster."

Thirty seconds later, Biana burst through the door, grinning and humming. She immediately put her bouquet of light purple lilacs in a vase, and set them down on her bedside table.

"Hey Sophie! Lemme just get ready for bed. Gimme five minutes!" Biana said, and walked towards the bathroom, humming. Sophie nodded, and tried to get into a comfortable tea-spilling-sleepover-talking position. While Sophie didn't really have close friends at her old school, she knew from movies and books that a post-date-sleepover-and-tea-spilling chat was protocol. Biana emerged from the bathroom in purple pajamas, her face makeup free, and her hair in a loose french braid. She jumped onto her bed, turned on her bedside lamp, grabbed a pillow to hug, and started talking.

"It was so wonderful, Sophie! We went to this wonderful restaurant, and then for a walk in a park. We talked for, like, three hours straight! And guess what? Did you know what light purple lilacs represent?" Biana said, grinning. Sophie shook her head. "First love!" Biana said, and it looked like she was about to cry with happiness.

"Now, that is romantic!" Sophie said, smiling.

"I know! But Sophie, let's not get distracted. What was Keefe doing here? I saw him leave," Biana said, wiggling her eyebrows. Sophie blushed.

"He came at ten, mainly because he was bored, so we watched some Netflix. Well, he watched some. I fell asleep. He got your text saying you were on your way back, so he woke me up and left," Sophie explained, and Biana squealed quietly. Well, as quiet as squealing can be.

"Sophie! That's so cute! Awww, I totally ship you guys! That would be so awesome!" Biana said, and was bouncing up and down.

"Biana, did you have any coffee? You're literally so giddy," Sophie said, a hint of a laugh in her voice.

"Nope! But, it's late. We should get to bed. See ya in the morning, Sophie," Biana said, shutting off her lamp.

"Goodnight, Biana," Sophie said, yawning.

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The next few weeks flew by, and before the Foxfire students could realize, Thanksgiving break was coming up. The school was buzzing with excitement, and the exasperated teachers tried their best to give as many quizzes as possible, hoping to have their students remember what they've been taught when they return from break. Since Foxfire was a boarding school, the Thanksgiving break is two weeks, because some students have families in other parts of the world, and nobody aces a test with jet lag!