The Prankster Team (A Keefex Story) [DISCONTINUED]

Life In The Towers

Dex thought that living in the Towers would be restricting. In a way, it was. The mentors emphasized the importance of being on time, even more than the other mentors at Foxfire would. Visitors were hardly allowed, that still applied.

But it was also less restricting than he thought. He'd mentally prepared himself for having to spend the next two years in mostly isolation. Except that the people who lived in the Towers were somewhat able to move around as they pleased, as long as it wasn't during class time.

There were no grand parties, but during the evenings, he'd been allowed to go into the other rooms (until curfew), and he was able to see Sophie, Biana and Marella more often than he'd thought. With them, he didn't feel as lonely.

(Okay, so maybe Fitz, Tam and Linh had said that living in the Towers wasn't that bad, but that didn't stop Dex from expecting the worst.)

Though, if he had to be honest, he did feel a little out of place. Sophie was his best friend, and while he was friends with Biana and Marella, he wasn't that close with them. If Sophie happened to be busy, he was still able to hang out with the other two, but it felt a little awkward.

Biana and Marella were both people that talked a lot, which was both good and bad. He was more introverted, so the constant chatter made it feel like he wasn't forced to fill awkward silences. However, he genuinely did like talking with his friends, and he wasn't quite sure what to say, not when he felt out of place.

There wasn't as much of that easy familiarity he had compared to being with his family (who he missed a lot, even his infuriating siblings), or even Sophie and Keefe. He knew that a lot of that could be solved by taking the initiative to just talk, but well, he wasn't good at it.

He returned to his room a little earlier than originally planned, telling the two that he was going to get to work on some of his technopathy. It wasn't really a lie. He got to work, and distantly, he heard the roll of thunder.

It was a little odd, thunder wasn't usually that loud, but it didn't really matter. Instead, he focused on the object in his hands, and how exactly he needed to twist it in order for it to work.

Thunder rolled again. The room was casted in light, and Dex whirked around, because that was strange, none of his inventions would have done th-

"Hey Technoboy, it's been a while, hasn't it?" Keefe said with a large grin, laying down on the bed.

It took a few seconds to process the words, and another few to realize that Sophie was laying there too, under him. Sophie shoved him off of her.

"Keefe, I'm in pain," she grumbled. "Why did I agree to this again?"

Keefe rolled on to his back. "C'mon Foster, you should be used to teleporting by now!"

"Yeah, well usually I don't have people land on top of me!"

Dex blinked. "Wait, you actually got Sophie to teleport you?"

"Fitz asked me to. He told me he was tired of hearing Keefe wishing that Dex was with him," she said.

Keefe rolled his eyes. "As if the two kc you weren't just as bad! I was barely have a conversation with you because you were so busy having your mental conversations with Fitz!"

Sophie opened her mouth for a reply, but Dex cut in.

"I appreciate your efforts to bring him here Sophie. Now both of you stop arguing, you're both really loud."

The two of them rolled to look at him, and then stopped arguing.

Sophie sat up. "Well, I'll leave you both for a while, I'll be back later to drop him back home. Bye!" She left the room.