Chapter 13-Keefe

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"Keefe," Miss Alina was saying, " Spell gullibility. "

He stood up. Spelling was his worst subject.

"Gullibility, g.u.l.l.i.b.i.l.i.t.y."

"Correct."

Keefe let out a sigh of relief.

"Alright, tonight, I want you to copy list 7 for your homework." Miss Alina said as the bell rang.

Every one nodded.

Keefe shuffled out the door with everyone else.

As he was walking out, he bumped into Sophie.

Ever since that day when she came to his house, thing had changed between them. Still, Sophie didn't really like him, but wasn't as rude.

"Heya Foster."

" Hi Keefe. " She said absent mindedly.

Then she walked away mumbling, "What the heck? Why?"

He frowned at her odd behavior, but shrugged it off.

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Keefe walked into the ice cream shop hoping for a cold treat, instead he found a very annoyed Sophie, and a drooly Valin. Well, and ice cream.

"So Sophie," Valin was saying, " We could go to a beach, or something. It doesn't have to be the prom. "

"Valin! I've told you multiple times. I'm going to the prom with Fitz and I'm not going anywhere else with you."

Valin wilted a little. "Ok." He said softly and turned toward the door.

Keefe whistled. "Boy problems Foster?"

She reeled around. "Ugh." Sophie rolled her eyes. " Valin keeps bugging me. "

Keefe nodded. "Wow what's with this going to the prom with Fitz?"

Sophie groaned. "Valin asked me me to the prom." She explained. " I didn't want to hurt his feelings by telling him no, so I said I was going with Fitz. "

"Nice story." Keefe laughed.

Sophie shot him a death glare.

"Sophie! Customers!" A guy wearing an apron yelled.

Then Keefe noticed the uniform Sophie was wearing.

"Be there in a sec!" She yelled back. To Keefe, she said, "Gotta go."

She ran away.

So Keefe got in line.

"What do you want Keefe?" Sophie asked when it as his turn.

" Ice cream. " He smirked.

"Well I know that, what kind of ice cream do you want?"

" Keefe ice cream. "

"Keefe!"

He had to chuckle at that. "You know you're so cute when you're mad."

Sophie blew out a breath.

"Sophie! You're supposed to be nice to the customers!" The guy in the apron yelled.

" Yeah, except I know him so I can be mean to him. "

"Ok!" He gave her a thumbs up.

Sophie returned her gaze to him. "So Keefe, what kind of ice cream?" She said smirking.  (A/N I died laughing writing this part lol)

" Okay, first, I didn't know you could smirk that good, second, I would like chocolate chip cookie dough. "

Sophie rolled her eyes. "Here's your number. #37."

Keefe took it and waited for his ice cream.

Soon he was enjoying it.

As he was throwing away his trash he said, "Great ice cream Foster."

She just rolled her eyes.

"I think you've rolled your eyes so many times that they're gonna pop out of your head."

" Keefe! Out. " She pointed to the door.

Keefe laughed.

As he was leaving, an idea struck him.


What's his the idea?
Comment here if you know what it is. ------->
Bye guys!

XD



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