Alchemy

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Sophie was never very good at Alchemy Class, given how prone she was to burn things down. During the sessions, she's somehow set a record for 'Most Times a Classroom Has Been Burned Down'. 

Currently, Sophie is standing at her small counter, trying to find the right vial to mix with the potion she's already made. Usually she would have help with this, but the girl that sits next to her is gone, leaving Sophie to scramble for the answers all by herself. 

Her mixture is turning a light purple, and bubbles are beginning to surface. Sophie didn't remember seeing this as part of the steps. It was supposed to turn green, then blue, then a pale yellow. Not purple. 

"Foster, what's with the panic?" Keefe asks, walking to her station and smirking. 

Sophie gestures to her potion, which is now boiling like crazy. Keefe makes a little snorting sound, before disappearing behind her. His arms crawl around her stomach and lace together, filling her stomach with butterflies. No matter how long they've been dating, Keefe seems to always have that effect. 

Keefe rests his head on Sophie's shoulder. "Need help?" He murmurs. Sophie nods once, not trusting her voice. She already knows he has his smug smirk plastered on. 

His thumb strokes up and down on her stomach, sending goosebumps flying up her arms. "Not helping, Keefe." 

"I know, I just like teasing you." Sophie huffs in annoyance before he continues, "See that silver powder on the end of the counter? Add all of that to your potion." 

Sophie nods and reaches for the powder he described. She dumps all of it without hesitation, though she should know better than to trust Keefe. He probably told her to add that so he could see her get detention with him, and so he could tease her relentlessly about how prone to-

The potion turns a pale yellow within a minute. 

Keefe chuckles, and Sophie can feel his breath tickling the side of her neck. "Surprised I know my stuff, huh? Need I remind you I can make some of the best prank elixirs thanks to Dex?" 

"You almost blew up half of Candleshade trying to make those elixirs." 

Keefe shrugs against her back, "I call that a win win." 

Sophie continues to stir the pot for a few minutes, while Keefe instructs her to add more things. Every time she does something right, Keefe nuzzles his head in her neck and hums his praise. Though many students around them are giving them sidelong glances, the teacher doesn't seem to notice. Or care. 

"Ok, now add your potion into the vial." Keefe says softly. She does as he says, but almost spills the entire thing in the process. Keefe puts his hands over hers, guiding the potion to the vial. After a few minutes, the entire potion is bottled and Sophie is finishes with her assignment. Most of the kids around her are still working, giving her free time the rest of the hour. 

Keefe nuzzles his face into her neck and sighs, "That's my girl." 

Sophie's cheeks heat, but she makes no move to get away from him. This is nice. Keefe is nice. And an amazing boyfriend. 

"You're a pretty awesome boyfriend." Sophie whispers. 

Keefe's hands tighten on her stomach only slightly. "You're a pretty awesome girlfriend." 

Sophie giggles. Ever since she started dating Keefe, she gets constant reassurances and subtle touches. She notices he can't go very long without touching her, whether it's holding hands or grabbing her waist. And she loves every second of it. 

"You should ditch the next class with me." Keefe mumbles into her neck. 

Sophie usually turns him down, since he's constantly asking her to ditch. But she really doesn't want to go to her next class, and she really wants to be with Keefe. "Okay."

"Wait, did you just say yes?" 

"Yes."

"You are spending way too much time with me, Foster."

"I don't think it's enough time."

The bell goes off then, and Sophie reluctantly pulls out of Keefe's arms. She turns in her potion, earning an impressed glance from the teacher. Keefe leads her out of the room, arm around her shoulder. He really is an amazing boyfriend. 


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