Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-72.205.23.158-20190712212346/@comment-68.98.145.50-20200107181705

The next day at lunch....

'''     Sophie took her lunch tray and set it down on a small table as far away as possible from the one Fitz and all her other friends usually sat at as. Her back against the wall, she stared toward her food, mindlessly using her fork to play with a lump of some sort of food.'''

'''     "Hey Foster!" Keefe's cheeful voice startled her as he set his food tray down and plopped into a chair across from her. "How's it going?" he asked, taking a sip of his slushberry drink.'''

'''     "Keefe? What are you doing here? Can't you see I want to be alone?" Sophie hissed.'''

     "More like you're hiding from Fitz."

     Sophie opened her mouth to deny it, but it turned into a frustrated sigh.

'''     "Still haven't talked with him yet?" Keefe asked.'''

     "Nope. And I've got cognate training again with him tomorrow," she said.

'''     "Well at least you're actually in the lunchroom today. Where were you yesterday?" he asked.'''

'''     Sophie’s face turned tomato red. “In the bathroom,” she murmured.'''

'''     Keefe smirked. “You know, there are much better hiding places then the bathroom.”'''

'''     Sophie sighed, staring downward and leaning her chin on one hand. “I might actually have time to find all of them at this rate. I’m never going to talk to him.”'''

'''     “Hey” Keefe said, leaning over the table and wrapping his hand around hers. “Don’t say that. You’re The Incredible Sophie Foster! You’re going to do it. Maybe not today, but soon.”'''

'''     Sophie’s eyes watered, and she blinked hard to hold back tears. “I can’t do it. What if he doesn’t understand?”'''

'''     “He will,” Keefe said, his grasp on her hand tightening for a moment, then loosening as he added. “And even if he didn’t, you’ll always have me.” A strange softness crept into his gaze, and for a moment Sophie couldn’t break away. But then he looked down and let go of her hand, leaning back into his seat.'''

     Sophie felt like there was something she should say, but everything that came into her head felt wrong.

'''     “So, how’s it going with the Black Swan? Any news?” Keefe asked.'''

'''     “Nothing right now. Last time I talked with them, they were trying to find out how much Tam knew and would’ve told them,” Sophie said, reminding herself that she had bigger issues to deal with.'''

     “You don’t think he would actually tell them anything, do you?”

'''     “I… don’t know. But even if he didn’t, they have Gethen back, and no doubt, he’s gone through all his memories by now.”'''

'''     Keefe winced. “He knew a lot of our secrets.”'''

'''     “But not everything. And Mr. Forkle is working out a plan right now. He says our next mission will be to get Tam back.”'''

'''     Just then the lunch bell rang. (Or whatever it is that the elves have to signify that their next class is about to start.) Sophie and Keefe both jumped out of their seats. '''

     “I’ll see you later Sophie,” Keefe said, taking both of their trays and collecting their trash.

     “Thanks, see you later,” she responded, grateful to Keefe for giving her more time to escape as she slipped out of the room before Fitz could see her.

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