--Sophie--
I've been staying up all night trying to contact him.
Dex came up to me and looked guilty. "He asked for a device that could block transmitting. I thought that it was smart in case of Neverseen, but..." He trails off.
I nearly scream in frustration. "Can you turn it off?" I say through gritted teeth.
Dex looks sheepish. "Maybe if I had it with me, but remotely? He'd have to be really close by to switch off the signal. Or maybe...." Dex rambles on, but I tune him out.
Because I'd just gotten the best idea. "Dex, can you tell me later? I'd just remembered something."
He nods, a crestfallen look had appeared on his face. "Okay," He mumbles.
"Sorry," I mumble in return. Then I raise my crystal and disappear.
--Keefe--
I'm starving.
I'm dirty, I'm hungry, and I accidentally hurt my arm and it's now bleeding pretty badly.
Maybe running away unprepared wasn't the best idea.
I shake off those thoughts. No! If I prepared more, people would've gotten suspicious.
I have a leaping crystal (for emergencies), a small blanket, and my sketchbook and some pens.
I draw and draw and draw until my fingers bleed.
Then I draw some more.
I stop for a second to admire my work.
It's Foster.
With just a few strokes I've captured her intensity and her sweetness. Her generosity and her thoughtfulness. With just a few strokes, I've created the perfect replica of her.
The only thing that would make it better if she was here.
I touch Sophie's cheek and sigh. But this will have to do for now.
Then I start sketching me by her side.
What's Sophie's genius plan? Will Keefe ever come home?
WILL I EVER STOP BEING SO EVIL?
Hehehe NEVER
Honestly, I now get why Shannon Messenger loves cliffhangers
IT'S SO FUN!
Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter!
~~Evelynn
|xoxo|
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The Moonlark's Journey
Fanfiction**BOOK 8.5 CONTINUED** Sophie Foster's life is crumbling now that Keefe has run away. She's so moody all the time and no one understands how she feels. Everyone tries, but no one REALLY gets it. She tries to sort out her feelings, but it's even hard...