Exile, Chapter 40

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Elwin snort-laughed. "Figured this year I should pay you proper tribute. Just be glad I didn't take Keefe's suggestion and rename this place the Foster Center."

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Keefe said, snatching the seat on the other side of Sophie. "Though it's also fun making Foster blush."

Sophie felt her face get hot and he smirked at her.

"See?"

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"Shouldn't you be sitting with the Level Fives?" Dex hissed as Jensi dragged over a chair."

"Nah, somebody had to keep Foster company." Keefe scooted his chair closer to Sophie's—earning himself an eyeroll from Dex.

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"Aw, come on, Foster, don't hold out on me. Every time anything weird happens, you're always involved."

Sophie knew he was joking, but there was a touch of truth to his words. Keefe must've felt her mood shift because he turned toward her. "Everything's okay, right?"

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"That's another day of detention, Mr. Sencen," Sir Rosings shouted. "And one for you, Miss Foster"

"Ooh, we can be detention buddies again!" Keefe said as Sophie shot him a death glare and went back to her homework.

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