Sophie and Keefe go to Foxfire the most elite boarding school in the country. When they find out that their feelings are mutual they have an eventful time hiding their relationship their parents and paparazzi. But what happens when they are casted a...
The next day Keefe was on his way over to the set and he wasn't fully looking forward to it. It's not that he didn't want to be taking part in such a huge movie, he just shushed it was his choice and not his Dads. He was also scared that the paparazzi may find out about him and Sophie which would cause more unnecessary drama and publicity than necessary.
When he arrived on set, the first thing that caught his eye was a flash of pink hair, a stark contrast against the dull beige of the backdrop. His heart skipped a beat, and he felt his face break into a wide smile. It was her, Sophie. And she was running towards him, her arms outstretched for a hug.
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"You're finally here, I was missing my good friend and costar." she said her voice teasing, her voice filled with excitement.
Keefe chuckled, taking in her appearance. "Well, look at you, Miss Hollywood," he said, his eyes lingering on her pink hair. "I see you've decided to go all out for the role," He leaned down to whisper in her ear for the last bit, "You look stunning in everything though."
Sophie rolled her eyes playfully, "It's just a wig," she murmured, her cheeks flushing. "But thanks. Anyways today is just costume and stuff so do you want to hang out after?"
Keefe nodded eagerly. "Yeah, definitely," he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "We can grab dinner."
But as the words left his lips, the sound of a director yelling "Cut whatever is going on!" echoed through the set, followed by the unmistakable footsteps of Gisela, his mother, approaching. She had a stern look on her face that told Keefe he was about to be in for a lecture. "Keefe, darling," she said, her voice sugary sweet, "You know better than to fraternize with the talent before filming starts."
Keefe felt a twinge of annoyance. "We're just friends, mom," he said, his voice tight. "We're just getting to know each other better as costars. Thanks for your lovely input though."
Gisela's eyes narrowed, but she said nothing more, instead turning to the director to discuss some last-minute changes to the script.
Keefe took a deep breath and turned to face the wardrobe department, where a flurry of activity surrounded the racks of clothes. The stylist looked up at him with a mix of excitement and nerves, knowing the pressure that came with dressing a Sencen.The next 3 or so was just full of measurements and questions.
After what felt like an eternity, Keefe emerged from the wardrobe department, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety about the day ahead. The filming of 'Once Upon a Broken Heart' was a significant moment in both their lives, and the tension of keeping their relationship a secret only added to the pressure. He stepped outside the building into the crisp fall air, the sound of the bustling set muffled by the thick studio doors.
As soon as he saw Sophie walk out of the doors, he couldn't resist. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, pulling her into a kiss, the softness of her lips against his sending a jolt of electricity through his body.
