Chapter 3

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Ok, lettuce continue. omg I'm so sorry, that was a terrible pun- woops.

Ik I'm gonna get a lot of hate for that but let's just get on with the story.

Also, just to let you guys know, for some of you, you might of noticed that I spell stuff differently, but that's cause I'm from NZ (comment if you are too!).


                                                                 Keefe's POV

Keefe lay sprawled across the bench of his favourite ditching spot. He didn't normally ditch P.E, after-all he was a pro, but you see he may or may not have set off a stink bomb in Sir Bronte's office... and he did NOT want to deal with any 'Bronte Rage' right now, he'd already been shouted at enough by his dad.

The bell rang.

                                                            Sophie's POV


After Sophie was finally let go from Bronte's wraith, she bolted for the spot she read in that morning.

Phew, She thought. It's still there.

Sophie sat down and excitedly opened her book. She was so distracted she didn't notice as someone approached  her. (you guys can probably guess who)

They cleared their throat and Sophie whipped her head up to meet a pair of striking, ice-blue eyes. 

"Are you new?" The stranger asked as she studied him. He was a tall, muscular boy with perfectly mussed blond hair. He had a smirk plastered on his face, which made Sophie's heart go into humming-bird mode.

"A-a yeah," she managed to answer, too stunned to say anything else.

Since when did cute boys talk to HER!?

Keefe's POV

Keefe heard a shuffle of feet run past him.

He looked up to see a girl who looked about 15 skitter to a spot in the corner of the hallway. She had beautiful golden-blonde hair and wore a red hoodie with straight jeans. He couldn't her face as she pulled out a book from her bag though, because it was covered by her hair, but one thing he could tell for sure is that he'd never seen her before.

Keefe slowly got up and walked over to her. She must've not heard him approach because she stayed glued to her book.

He cleared his throat and her head whipped up. Her gorgeous brown eyes were full of gold flecks as she stared at him. 

"Are you new?" He asked.

"A-a yeah" She mumble.

Wow, her voice was amazing.


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