An Everlasting Love: A SOKEEFE FANFICTION

Sophie's POV

A/N: I think... I think I have decided that in this book there will be only 3 POVs.... YOU GUYS KNOW WHICH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SOPHIE!

KEEFE!

Ri- I mean... FITZ!  TO THE STORY!!!!!!!!

TW: Talks about bullying a bit, and a not-so-small talk about panic attacks. + a bit of... Sophie... and Fitz.... talking? ig.. .

Sophie's POV: 

Sophie walked out the door, ready to change out of her pajamas. 

Though... these might become her favorite.  

FOR COLOR REASONS OF COURSE AND NOT BECAUSE SHE FELL ASLEEP IN HER CRUSHS- uh yeah anyway. 

"SOPHIE" a voice squealed. Oh, Styx. 

"MAKEOVERS!" Biana sang. 

Linh sighed. 

'LINH SIGHED! EVEN LINH'S FED UP!' Sophie thought. 

"Maybe, no?" Linh said softly. 

"Biana takes no, 'NO'," Biana said with a scoff. A/N: 'Biana doesn't take any no' is what it means btw

"Fine," Sophie said with a sigh, "nothing. BY NOTHING! I mean nothing! Fancy," she said with a finality that Biana knew better than to push further. 

Biana squealed, "PERFECT!" she yelled, ushering Linh, Marella, and Sophie up the stairs. A/N: Honestly, I lost count of which floor they were on...... and I've only written about 2 different floors...

Sophie sighed as she walked into Biana's overly sparkly room- in Sophie's opinion.                        

"OKAY!" Biana yelled, "Go into that closet," she said pointing to a gigantic room with fancy doorknobs, "and go to the 3rd shelf, 3 hangers to the left, and grab the bright pink dress." Biana said, waving her hand dismissively. 

Sophie blinked in shock. The girl had her whole closet memorized..... Gods..... 

"AND YOU LINH!" Biana yelled, "That closet, 2nd hanger 1st shelf. The lavender colored dress." 

Linh sighed and walked into the closet without a complaint. 

"Wait, wait, wait," Sophie said, "I am NOT wearing a bright pink dress," she said with a tone of seriousness. 

Marella nodded, "I'm not getting a makeover so... SEE YOU!" She yelled running out the door, leaving both Sophie and Biana in shock. 

But Biana got out of her shock. 

Biana turned toward Sophie, her face so serious, that Sophie was rather scared to fight further about the dress. 

Biana took steps closer toward Sophie, "You." she said jabbing her finger toward her chest, "Are. Wearing. That. No. Questions. Asked." she said jabbing her finger harder for every word. 

"Ow!" Sophie yelled, swatting Biana's hand, "But bright pink?" Sophie asked, debating if she should use her puppy dog eyes. 

"Yes. AND DON'T THINK OF USING YOUR PUPPY DOG EYES... They're too cute." Biana said shuddering. 

Sophie frowned, "It's not revealing right?" she asked walking into the closet. 

"THAT'S FOR ME TO KNOW AND FOR YOU TO FIND OUT," Biana yelled. 

That's not a good sign. 

Sophie walked in and used the directions Biana gave her... Which were oddly specific. As if she planned it out.