All Because of Biana (REWRITE)

Chapter One

This rewrite does not follow the original pretty much at all. I've reread it and realized that no child should be allowed to publish anything for people to read, so with years of writing experience now under my belt, I give you the rewrite.

I'm not expecting this to blow up like the original story did. I'm using it as a way to get back into writing, and an opportunity to redo that horribly cringey story from like 5 years ago. Let's just all collectively forget about it. Ok thanks enjoy.

Sophie's last prodigy had just left, signaling the end the school day and start of the evening. She let herself sink into her plush chair, letting lose her hair and setting the crystal clip on her desk.

Her arms folded, creating a less than perfect pillow for her to rest her forehead on.

"This headache is going to be the death of me," She noted to herself. It was more of a whisper than anything.

"Don't speak too soon!" She heard a familiar and grinning voice, and she almost didn't want to lift her head to meet his icy blue eyes. "You forget that I'm here!"

"Keefe," she stood. "when did you get here?" She twisted her hair back into a bun and secured it with the clip.

He tore a hand through a blonde mop that he called hair. "I could feel your headache from across the school. Picked up a painkiller from Elwin on my way here."

He set a bottle of brown sludge and a purple and green fuzzy fruit on the desk and tapped her on the forehead with his knuckle.

She hit him back with a similar bottle, only this one was empty. "One step ahead of you."

"As always. You gotta get that old brain of yours checked out. You're becoming real grumpy." Keefe smiled his smile, like every word he said was endearing. Then his face turned serious. "Your ears are as pointy as Bronte's!"

Her hands darted to her head, feeling her ears before punching Keefe in the shoulder. "That's not funny!"

But the smile that crept across her face was undeniable.

He smiled to himself, then stared at her for a moment in contemplation. It looked like all the parts of his brain began to slowly light up. "Let's do something! We could prank one of the other mentors!"

"And get fired? No thank you."

"Hey, they wouldn't fire you! Just me. They've been praying for my downfall for years, I swear."

"Maybe because you and Dex would put all kinds of concoctions - and bugs - in their desks when you were a prodigy." She rolled her eyes, collecting her thing and pinning a cape around her neck.

"Where are you going?"

She sighed. "Well speaking of Dex, I'm going to Slyscar to help with the kids. Stay out of trouble." She almost made it to the door when she spun back around. "And my office."

"Bye Foster!" Keefe called, echoing down the hall as her heels clicked away.

Slyscar was a frigid place, but it still had so much warmth to it. There were pristine play sets and toys that waited patiently, although covered in snow, to be used once the twins were old enough.

Even without kids everywhere, Biana and Dex had left their mark. Pairs of footprints led her all over the property, and warm, golden string lights lit up the sky as it began to grow dark.

She could stay out here forever, really, but the cold was starting to make her nose run.

"Oh thank goodness you're here!" Biana blinked in and out of sight and was suddenly infront of Sophie. "Dex had a small explosion in the kitchen, and both of the babies are crying."