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Chapter 12 - Sophie

I don't even know what I was thinking when I sat down next to Keefe. Not saying I'm regretting it or anything, because I'm not. It's just...I don't know what was going through my mind at that time. Well, that's sorta a lie. I do know. I know that Fitz was swinging on Keefe, and practically kicked him out of their clique. I saw him gawking at me when I got up - partly in shock, and partly in awe. Good. Are you wondering why I hate him so much? I guess it's about time I said it. Basically, we dated in middle school and then made a mutual decision to take a break because we both weren't ready for a relationship with anybody. Then, the next day my ex bestie, Arabella, and Fitz got together! Like, what the heck! Wasn't ready? Please! Not only that, but Arabella started spreading rumors rumors about me that made my friends drop me. So, yeah, now you know. Don't make me regret telling you. 

Anyways, I had to head over to History now. Ughhhhhh. I wasn't even faking hating this  subject. 

As I walked through the door, my teacher, Ms. Galvin called, "Nice of you to finally join us, Miss Foster."

 I heard giggles and I could feel the faint blush on my cheeks. And now I was panicking. Where was I supposed to sit? I couldn't be the uncool girl who stayed without a seat! 

Then, "Foster! Over here!" Keefe patted a chair next to him. I gave him a smile and sat down there. 

And. Our. Knees. Touched. I'm pretty sure my cheeks were on fire. I scooched my chair farther away from him, so he wouldn't notice how much that slight connection was affecting me. I thought I saw hurt and disappointment flash through his eyes, but I must've imagined it, because as soon as it was there, it was gone.

"Okay, class, today we will be learning about what caused the Revelutionary War, and the things that led to it, like the Boston Tea Party, for example. Some fun facts about that are.." Mr. Galvin droned on.

"Hey," Keefe whispered, leaning towards me. My heart fluttered and the only word I could think of to say was a quick, "Hey" back.

"Wanna ditch? I know the perfect spot!" he said excitedly. Maybe it was the infectious excitement in his voice, or just his general cuteness that made me say, 

"Okay! Let's do it! How?"

He looked just as surprised as me that I said it, but he said, "Give Mr. Galvin a distracting excuse to let you leave 30 seconds after I leave. Meet outside the classroom." I simply nodded, wondering what trouble he'd get us in.

"Mr. Galvinnnn. I really have to take a wazz!" Keefe whined.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Galvin said, obviously shocked at his choice of words.

"I have to use the can," Keefe said solemnly, "Go tinkle. Release the fluids."

It took all I had in me to repress a giggle.

"Alright, alright, just go already!" Mr. Galvin said, embarassed. Keefe simply shot me a smirk and skipped out of the room.

After about 30 seconds, I went up to Mr. Galvin's desk. In a hushed tone, I whispered, "Mr. Galvin, I think it's happening!"

"What?" he asked, confused.

I sighed, as if it exhausted me to explain it, "You see, as a teenage girl, when my body starts changi-"

"Just go! No explanation needed!" Mr. Galvin interrupted, turning a slight shade of green. That worked quicker than I thought. I walked out of the classroom, and was quickly pulled aside. 

"Good job! Now let's go!" Keefe dragged me down the hallway by the hand, and I did my best not to blush. He motioned for me to close my eyes. I glanced at him, suspicious, but cooperated anyhow. He carefully directed me towards, well, somewhere. 

When he whispered for me to open my eyes, I quickly did so. I then saw where he took me. He took me to this surreal garden-like place. The sweet scent of flowers filled the air, and the dew drops made a rainbow reflection in the air. "Wow. It's so beautiful," is all I managed to say. 

"Yeah, so beautiful," Keefe agreed. I noticed he wasn't even looking at the landscape. He was looking at...me?

we'll continue this beautiful moment in keefe's perspective in the next chapter! :)