Sunrise(A Team Foster-Keefe Story)

Chapter 23

Fitz POV

I licked the lock to my locker. Yumm... The DNA strip today was mallow melt. I pulled my Elvin History book and turned to close the door when a piece of paper caught my eye. A note.

I grabbed it and read. I frowned in frustration as it didn't make sense. I wondered should I tell Sophie?

Not all of your friends are trustworthy.

Kamryn, I thought immediately

Biana POV

I remembered Alvar's face before he leaped away. He looked like he was inviting me to join him. Both creepy and wrong. I shuddered at the thought, Foxfire students were buzzing around telling the story of our battle. All the students pointing at everyone who was at the battle, everyone but me.

It was like I was permanently vanished or something.

Kamryn POV

I walked down the halls of foxfire trying to remember which telepathy room was Cayden's.

When I finally got there no one was inside, the lunch hall maybe? I tried and failed to find Cayden, it was just one day after the battle. As I was about to turn back and go to lunch when he appeared behind me.

"Looking for anyone, preferably a good looking amazing level four like me." he said as he ruffled his hair, "But seriously why are you looking for me?" he whispered.

"Today is my appointment, remember?" I said.

"Ohhhhhhh lets get started then" Cayden said as he dragged me back down the hall to his Telepathy Room.

I gave him permission to enter my conscious, and he surfed around my mind. I started to think of the attack that happened. I looked closer at the uniform they were wearing when it hit me.

The Memory Kamryn Remembered

The was a girl standing on the beach in the same black coak with white eye symbol. It zoomed up closer to the girl. She was looking at the waves, the wind whipping a few of strands of hair around. She took of her hood. Her dark red hair flew back without the hood holding it in. It zoomed up on her face.

No. Kamryn thought.

No. That can't be...

That can't be-

Me.

One day later

Keefe POV

The days after the battle were hard as I was on bed rest for a day because of my neck wound...

**** ALVAR FOR GIVING ME THIS ****** WOUND!!!!!!!!!

The gang visited a lot, even Biana, but then who wouldn't visit a injury dude who's name is Lord Keefe of the Awesome Hair. I mean, who WOULDN'T visit me?

When I appeared at Foxfire after the torturous day of bed rest, Fitz looked nervous. VERY nervous. After Sophie and Kamryn left to attend their Polyglot session, I pulled Fitz into the men's room.

"Are you okay," I asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine besides that you stole my crush from me." Fitz growled, I eyed Fitz.

"I know you to well and I know you're hiding something."

"How?"

"My foot is crushing your pinky toe," I said smiling. Fitz looked up and gave me a glare that could wither flowers.

"Fine, I got a note." Fitz whispered, " It said, Not all of your friends are trustworthy."

I looked at Fitz.

"What's does that mean?"

"It means some of us are keeping secrets." Fitz said before adding,

"And I suspect Kamryn is the on it."

A/N

Hi. Please let me live.