High School Musical (Sokeefe human au)

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Keefe's pov

"Hey, did you hear about the new girl coming today?" Biana asks me as we walk to our lockers.
"Nope, why?"
"Because I thought you ought know." Biana said, a hint of jealousy in her tone.
Sure, she's had the worst crush on me since her brother and I became friends and I started to come over to their house to play. I've tried to tell her that I don't feel the same way, I really did. But as what girls are like, she just wouldn't listen.
"Anyways, I gtg to class. I'll see you around Keefie!" Biana said.
The nickname—woah, what a history it had. It a started from when she first met me at her house playing with her brother.

*Flashback*
"Fitz!!! Why do you have an exam sheet that isn't yours on your desk??" Biana shouted.
"Whose name is on it?" Fitz asks.
"It's probably mi-" I started.
"The name says Keefie on it!" She shouted.
Me and Fitz both burst out laughing. And since then, the name stuck.
*End of Flashback*

"Earth to Keefe!! Earth to the moon to Keefe!!" Fitz shouted in my ear.
"Hey, no need to get all angsty on me Fitzypoo. But we all know that you loooooove me." I joked, wriggling my eyebrows at him.
"Shut up." He said, blushing.
"Ooh, am I making the great Fitzster blush??" I joked.
"Whatever Keefe, let's get to our class-" Fitz said before bumping into someone.

Fitz sent the other girl flying backwards, I quickly bent down to pick up the fallen books for the girl while Fitz helped the girl up.

I-I'm s-so s-sorry." The girl stammered.
Wow, she must really be nervous.
"No no, it's fine. Are you okay?" Fitz asks her.
"Yeah I am, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going and-" The girl is fidgeting with her hand now.

I saw Fitz trying to help her up, so I gathered her books that fell onto the floor.
"Thank you!" The girl said to me.
I looked up at her and smiled. She have blonde hair with brown eyes that has beautiful golden flecks in it. She wore an oversized white hoodie with skinny jeans and a pair of black converse.
"You're welcome. Keefe Sencen." I replied.
She then veered off to a course that is the complete opposite of the way to the principal's office.
"Boy, that's the wrong way to go if you want to go to the principal's office." I grabbed her by the arm and took her to the 'correct' way of the office.