KOTLC One-Shots {mostly Foster-Keefe}

Teaser Number One From "Fix Me, Foster"

The authors note is really important, so it would be awesome if you could read it, thanks.

A/N So, exciting news... I'm going to make an actual book, not just one-shots. The book will be titled Fix Me, Foster, and I already have the loveliest cover made. I'm going to get the first few chapters done before I make the book public, and I'm going to plant teasers from the book here, in no specific order. I'm only going to give you small fragments of Foster-Keefe moments, and by that, I mean they will be really short. The teasers will most likely be edited once put into the story. I promise the book will have a plot, and it's not going to be just a cheesy romance story. I'm hoping to have the first chapter released by February 22nd, so I guess you will just have to wait. This is teaser number one of Fix Me, Foster. Enjoy!

     Keefe threw another pencil at Sophie. This was the fourth time in the last ten minutes, and Sophie was trying to study. Unlike some people. She wheeled around to face Keefe, who was sitting on the floor, with his nose buried in a book, acting innocent. Even with the book obscuring a large portion of his face, Sophie could see the small smirk he was struggling to hide. Sophie glared.

     "Is something wrong, Foster?" Keefe asked, trying – and failing – to keep up his innocent act.

     "Yes, Keefe, there is. I'm trying to study here," she snapped back.

     Keefe finally smirked, not able to hold it in for any longer. "You're the one who's interrupted me."

     Sophie glared some more, then turned her attention back to her notes. In all honesty, Sophie had gotten nowhere, too distracted by the blonde boy to get stuff done. She hadn't expected to get any work done, anyway, because she knew they needed to talk about the topic that they hadn't had time to discuss.

     The kiss. It had been three days since Sophie had kissed Keefe, and they were all so busy, Sophie and Keefe didn't have time to talk. The boys were off doing who-knows-what while the girls were working on their abilities.

     Sophie decided she'd break the silence. "I'm sorry, Keefe, I know that -."

     "Are you kidding me?" Keefe interrupted, a look of disbelief on his face. "I've wanted to kiss you for ages. Come on, Foster, you really think I don't like you?"

     It was Sophie's turn for disbelief. He what? She asked herself, confused. Sure, he flirted with her, but he admitted it was only for Biana's benefit.

     "You really don't believe me," he muttered, "you really are oblivious."

     "But, Biana, you only flirt with me because -."

     "Because I like you, Sophie. I flirt with more people than just you in front of Biana," Keefe said, trying desperately to get his point across to her. Sophie knew the look on his face, it was the look that said, "I can't believe this girl." "Look, Sophie, if you don't believe me, I can give you proof."

     Sophie was sold. Keefe instructed her to enhance him and enter his mind, so she could see, as well as feel what Keefe did in his memories.

     Sophie slipped into his memories and gasped. Every single happy memory he had was of Sophie.

A/N The first author's note is important, so I would love for you to read it if you haven't already.