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Chapter 28 - Keefe

I still can't believe I agreed to Ro's plan. She can't, either, apparently - she won't stop grinning that stupid grin. Oh - yeah, I forgot. You don't know what the plan is. Author, will you hurry up already and tell them? Geez, don't talk to me like that. I can make you die, y'know. 

.................

Fine, fine. Flashback: 

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"Okay, so," Ro began, rubbing her oversized hands together, "First, what we need you to do, is find Blondie. She'll probably be trying to avoid you by now."

"Then," she continued, "You need to ask her to a hangout session. Not a date - a hangout session. Make that clear, but don't act like a snob again, acting like you don't want a date with her."

"Not confusing at all," I muttered with an eye roll.

"Isn't she worth it, though?" Ro asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That and much more," I responded quickly. I couldn't help a smile from spreading across my face as I thought about her. Then it disappeared just as quick as I noticed Ro snorting at me.

"Okay, lover boy. Step 3, at the hangout session, you apologize again, and romantically confess your feelings. Then, you become 'bf' and 'gf' and then, you get married. Next you have a child, named Ro Jr, because I'm the only reason you two got together. Then, you-"

"Alright, alright!," I interrupted, pretending to be annoyed at her daydreams. It didn't really work, considering a blush creeped up my neck as soon as I thought about those things.

"So," she said solemnly, "Are you ready?"

"Honestly?" I asked, and she nodded. "Not at all. But anything for Foster."

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I still  blushed at the thought of Foster and I falling in love. Ughh, I'm such an idiot. But I still wanted it to happen. Is that so bad? Don't answer that. 

I slowly picked the petals off a flower I was holding, and started muttering,

"She loves me."

"She loves me not."

"She loves me."

"She loves me not."

"She -"

Suddenly, the last petal was blown out of my hand. "Are you kidding me?!" I yelled, "It wasn't even windy today!"

Guess that means fate doesn't want us together. I should probably stop trying, anyway.

And yet.

And yet.

I can't shake this feeling - love, I guess it's called. So I'm going to keep trying. For Foster. For everything about her that makes me feel happy. 

It's time for the plan to ago. Oh, and pray it works. 

i hope it works! oh - wait, i control the story. oop. OKAY, MOVING ON. inkipoo finally got an acc! That I made, ofc, it's called Inkypoo. Anyways, hope u enjoyed this chapter, I'll write more after school! :)