After Effects

Chapter 13

Keefe's POV:

(This Chapter will mostly be Keefe and Sophie's Responses to the matchmaking questions. I felt like doing a quizish fill in the blankish thingy. Tomorrow's update will probably be more interesting. However, can we applaud me for the fact that so far I've been mostly updating consistently five times a week? WHAT? I know, thank you thank you! ;) I'll shut up now so you can read...)

What is your favorite color?

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Okay, breath in through your nose, out through your mouth. It's okay, everything's going to be fine. Just choose a color. Any color. 

Nothing.

WHY THIS QUESTION OF ALL QUESTIONS? It causes me internal bleeding. Oh the agony! Why can't they give you options! What if my answer's wrong? What if I fail the matchmaking test?

WHAT IF I GET NO ONE ON MY LIST!

"Keefe, are you okay?" Dex asked.

"What?"

"You've been staring at that question for thirty minutes looking like you're going to vomit." Dex said.

"They just asked me a really hard question..." I trailed off.

"Let me see," Dex said taking the packet out of my hands.

"If you were just going to take it, why did you ask?" I huffed.

"Keefe, they're just asking what your favorite color is," Dex said while flipping through the booklet.

"I know. It's a hard question. What if they all are my favorite? What if I don't have a favorite? What if--"

"Keefe, you're thinking too hard about this. I never thought I'd say that," he mumbled the last part while giving me back the booklet.

"Yeah but what if it's wrong?" I asked.

Dex started laughing, "It can't be wrong. This is about you. Just imagine Sophie or I am asking you the questions."

"But you guys wouldn't ask what my favorite color is!" I said running a hand through my hair.

"Keefe," Dex started.

"What?" I snapped. 

"What's your favorite color?"

"That's easy, bugger green," I shrugged.

Dex gave me a pointed look.

Five minutes later my eyes widened.

"Oh! Oh. OOHHH! I get it! I just write that in the blank. Thanks Dex," I said ruffling his hair. 

Dex let out a squeak, "I just styled that! This is the third time today!" 

"What happened the first time?" I asked with a pointed look.

Dex turned beat red, "Um...a bird may have--"

I cringed.

"Spare me the details!" I demanded.

Dex nodded with a crinkle in his nose. 

Okay, back to the questions.

What's your favorite animal?

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Oh! That's easy, definitely Silveny.

After several easy questions pertaining to what's my favorite _____'s, it started getting more challenging.