(Don't play the music till I say so) Sophie's POV: I woke up and got dressed in this:
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I headed out to the living room to find Keefe passed out on the couch.
I shake him awake.
"Fosterrrrrrr, why'd you have to wake me uppppppp"
"Get ready, your driving me to Starbucks."
"Why can't you drive yourself?"
I looked at him shyly.
"Because I don't want to."
"Fair enough."
He drove me to Starbucks, we went in and sat down. I order A Mocha Frap, he ordered coffee.
We start to chit chat, a girl strolls up to the table.
"Hey Keefieeee! Do you wanna go out on a date later~"
"Stina, for the fourth time. No. All you want to do on the date is hook up with me, and I'm not good with that idea."
"Hmph! Well would you rather hang out with that, over me?" She motions to me.
"Excuse me bitch, I am a person unlike you. I may not be the prettiest, but I'm still prettier then you, and girl just look at your outfit! It screams 'I want attention! I'm a slut!'" Keefe's laughing.
She looked at a loss for words, she quickly straightened her posture, and stomped away.
Keefe laughs so hard after she stomped away, and I joined in.
"You told her Foster! And to be completely honest, you are the prettiest girl." He said with a wink. I got flustered and hid behind my hair, only for him to push it back behind me ear.
"Don't be embarrassed." He said with a smirk.
He gets up and throws away his coffee cup.
"You ready to go Foster?"
"Y-yeah" I stutter.
We soon get back to the apartment. As soon as we get inside I plop on the couch and turn on "The 100"
