Ch. 11 Why is Keefe so good at hair?

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Sophie's POV

I woke up on Keefe's shoulder with his arm around me. He was still sleeping and the sun was  up meaning the tide should have gone down. "Keefe wake up" "Go away" Keefe moaned leaning against my shoulder. "I can't if you're sleeping on me" I said "Huh?" Keefe opened his eyes. Foster we need to look presentable otherwise your parents will kill us. "Uh ok...?" I replied. I began to think. "Keefe how long has it been since dinner?" "10ish hours?" "ok good.... Lucian!!!" the minute Lucian's name was called a mostly black Moonlark landed at my feet. Lucian made a loud call and pipe came whooshing through the air. I picked it up and played a little tune and clothes and hair brushes appeared at are feet. "Once we are done with them they will disappear!" Lucian warned. "We will be fine thanks for your help Lulu!" Lucian rolled his eyes and walked away. Keefe had a Green tunic and black pants with a brown belt. of course I had a dress. I would rather were Keefe's clothes then my own.

Well at least the skirt went with my shell crown

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Well at least the skirt went with my shell crown. Keefe was trying to frantically do his hair, I'm not sure why. It looked good as it was...I mean it always looked good...I'll just stop now.

Keefe's POV

I guy has to do his hair! You can't complain when the ladies are watching, ahem the lady is watching so looking presentable is key! As I was finishing Foster took the dress and walked away to get dressed. I should have done that before doing my hair. Oh well. We were both dressed as Foster tried to drag a brush through her hair. "Keefe the tribunal is TODAY and I look like a mess!!!" To honest she never looked like a mess. I mean true her hair had a mind of it's own but at least I looked better then Stina's any day and probably Biana's to. I plopped down crisscross under the tree. "Sit" I motioned her to sit in front of me. Foster sat down back to me. I put my hands around her waist and pulled her into my lap. She kinda flinched but I don't blame her my hands were kinda sweaty. I took the hair brush and ran it through our hair. "What are you doing?" Foster said turning her head to face me. "Doing your hair duh now face forwards!" I retorted putting my hands on her cheeks and twisting her back to her original position. "There!" I exclaimed "Done!"

I had taken off the crown and carefully sat it down on her head

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I had taken off the crown and carefully sat it down on her head. She got up and ran to the water look at her reflection. "Wow, Keefe you did this?! I can't even do this it's so amazing!" Foster kept rambling on how good I was at hair making me squirm and blush a lot! "We better get going the tribunal will start soon!" I mumbled kicking a little dirt. Outside i was trying to act cool. I mean the prettiest girl in the world fell asleep on me and let me do her hair and thought I was really good at it. Inside I was having a Mellow melt fight.

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