Human (A Sokeefe AU)

Better

I just want all of my wonderful, devoted readers to know... I am so super ashamed of the title of This chapter. Like, I cannot think of a good one. Ugh, my brain hurts.

ON A SCALE FROM 1 TO 10 THE CHEESINESS IS AN 10000000000000. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. 

This is the second to last chapter! Not counting the Epilogue that I may or may not add...

Almost done. I also forgot to add a disclaimer, so: I do not own these characters. Sadly.

I tried to make this a long(ish) chapter...

*cracks knuckles* here we go...

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"Foster?" a soft voice called.

I looked up to see Keefe standing awkwardly in front of me. I hid my tearstained face behind my hair.

"What do you want?" I choked out.

"Fitz told me..." he began.

"Mr. Alden didn't talk to you, too?" I sniffed.

He sat down next to me.

"Why would you think that?" he asked.

"B-because, you're popular, and cute, and I'm just...me." I mumbled.

He put his arm around my shoulders.

"Just you? Sophie, you are amazing! There's a reason I'm the president of your fan club."

I looked at him.

"What?" he asked.

"You called me Sophie." I said.

He smiled softly.

"You called me cute." He smirked.

Had I said that?

Oh no. Please say I didn't.

"Did I?" I asked. Oh goodness, I was probably so red right now...

"Yep." he said, full on grinning.

I blushed harder.

"Awww, Foster, you're cute too." he winked.

Did he just...?

Cute?

I started to smile gently.

"See? The Keefester can get you to feel better again." he said.

"So sure of yourself." I responded.

His grin faded slightly and He scooted closer to me.

"I-I have to tell you. Before I loose my nerve." he started.

I stared at him. Was this what I hoped it was? Did he like me?

I wish.

"Yes?" I asked

"I-" he was cut off by the door opening

"Sophie?" Grady's wide eyes took in the scene in front of him.

My wet cheeks and red rimmed eyes.

Keefe sitting next to me.

Keefe's arm around my shoulders.

His eyes narrowed.

"What's going on here? Is something wrong? Why aren't you in school?" he asked.

My smile faded.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I told him the story. Halfway through, my voice broke and I started crying again.