A/N) Helloooooooooo, everybody! My name is Undecided13, and I'm here with another fanfic! My first fanfic (Which, btw, is still in the works) called Caught in Between has been doing so well, so i decided to right another story! Well, technically, they're one/two-shots. And they include the following ships:

Keefe and Sophie

Fitz and Sophie

Fitz and Linh

Dex and Linh

Dex and Biana

Tam and Biana

And, also a Keefe and Biana story. Gag. But don't worry! It isn't what you're thinking . . . Mwahahahaha!

Sorry if some of these stories suck. This is only my second fanfic. Bear with me, please.

So, without further adieu, THE FIRST SHIP!

A Keefoster Story

"Keefe?"

No answer.

"Keefe?"

No answer.

"Keefe!?"

Ugh. Why did he have to ignore me like this? If he wants me to apologize, then the only way that would happen is if he would open the freakin' door!

"For goodness' sake! Keefe!" i shouted. I pounded my fist against one of the many wooden doors of Everglen. We were all meeting that day to look through some more scrolls Dex had found on one of his gadgets that might lead to where Alvar had escaped to. Oh, yeah. Alvar had woken up, and pretended to lose all his memories using some sort of trick he learned from teh Neverseen. Then, first minute he had, he escaped.

The nerve.

While we were looking around his room, i found a note.

From Keefe's mother.

Alvar must have left it there before he escaped. I hid it almost immediately. I didn't want Keefe to see it, given the fact that he already had so much on his shoulders. His mom betrayed us. It wasn't too much of a surprise, because, well, she's Gisela. But the fact that she had once again used the i'm doing this for you excuse was too much this time. He's been trying to hide how much it's bothered him, but i know him too well. That's why i didn't give him the note.

I know it's hard for you to trust me right now, but believe me when i say that I'm doing this for you. One day, soon, you'll understand.

Love, Mom

That's what it said.

The nerve of that woman. Trying to rope him in again. He's already been through enough! So i didn't give him the note. Not yet, at least. I needed to make sure he could handle it first. Everyone else knew. They had read it. We even talked about what could be written in between the lines. We've spun a few theories. All end horribly.

Ugh, I'm such an idiot! I can't believe i brought the note with me to Everglen! I knew he wasn't ready! But i brought it just in case, anyway. The worst part is, i had promised to tell him about anything i found. I had already made this mistake once. I knew what the aftermath was. Yet i did it again, anyway.

He found it.

I was fooling around with Biana when it fell out of my tunic pocket. It fluttered to the ground, and before i could do anything, he picked it up.

"Hey, Foster, what's this? Another love letter from Valin?" His teasing smile slowly faded as he opened it up. His intention was to read the assumed love letter out loud, but instead . . .

"I know it's hard for you to trust me right now," he began, everyone falling silent as they realized what he had. Then he continued, his voice getting quieter and quieter, until he read the last words, "Love, Mom," in barely a whisper. And he stared at the piece of paper for what seemed like hours. All of us had no idea what to do, so we just waited.

And waited.

And waited.

And finally . . .

"Were you hiding this from me?" he nearly shouted. I was taken aback by his sudden outburst, but i shouldn't have been, my mind had been racing with possibilities of how this could have ended. But i never expected it to turn out the way it eventually did.

Everyone nodded, not realizing that he was only talking to me. By then, it was too late.

"All of you knew?!" he shouted in disbelief. The look in his eyes broke my heart as he watched everyone nod.

Betrayal.

Anger.

Hurt.

"Why . . . ?" he asked quietly. He stared at the note in his hand. "Why would you keep this from me?" His eyes shot up and locked with mine. "How could you keep this from me? I thought we had a deal!"

"Keefe, please, I-" but he cut me off.

"No!" he was furious. "This is the second time you do this, Sophie!" He used my first name. That wasn't good. "I-i . . . i trusted you." And he stormed off and out of the room. I looked around at my friends, guilty looks plastered on their faces.

Biana sighed quietly. "Maybe we should have told him earlier . . ."

"Maybe?" Fitz scoffed. "Of course we should have!" i looked down at my hands, my thumbs twitching around each other as i tried to hold back the tears. Fitz must have noticed, because he quickly took it back and said, "I'm sorry, Sophie. I-I . . . all i meant was-"

"Fitz, it's okay," i told him, looking up and into his brilliant teal eyes. My stubborn heart still fluttered. "It's my fault. I knew that this could happen, but i still kept it from him, anyway . . ."

"It's all our faults," Linh jumped in. "We all knew about the note, yet we all kept it to ourselves."

We all collectively sighed.

Finally, i looked up at my friends. "I'm gonna go find him. You all keep looking at the records. If all goes well, then we should be back soon." And so i set off in the direction he went. Luckily, we teenagers had the house to ourselves today, because Alden and Della were both working something out with the Council.

Eventually, i heard muffled sounds coming from the inside of one of Everglen's many bathrooms. It sounded like he was sitting against the door, and mumbling angrily to himself, mixed with some short sobs.

My heart was torn.

"Keefe?" i asked as i quietly tested the doorknob. It was locked. I heard him sniff and mutter something angrily before shouting,

"Don't waste your breath, Foster!"

"Keefe, come on, please?"

Nothing.

"Keefe?"

No answer.

"Keefe?"

No answer.

"Keefe!?"

I pounded on the door, hoping he would answer. If i was going to apologize, i wasn't about to do it through a door.

"For goodness' sake, Keefe!" i pounded some more.

Nothing.

So i stopped. My fist began to hurt, and i could tell i was getting nowhere with this. I had broken our trust. It was already thin to begin with given everything we've gone through already, but . . . now? I had no idea. My fist rested on the door and it was dragged down with the rest of my body as i sank to my knees. My forehead leaned against the door, and i had an idea that our heads were on the same level.

"Keefe, please," i whispered, trying to hold back a sob. "I-I'm sorry. Just, please come out."

I don't know how long i sat there, head and hand pressed against the door, just waiting ever so desperately for him to finally come out. So i could see his handsome face again and somehow get him to forgive me.

Finally, my heart leapt with joy as i heard the doorknob click and i sat up straight as the door slowly opened. I looked up to see a red-eyed Keefe clenching the note tightly in his fist and looking down at me.

"What?" he asked irritatedly. I scrambled to stand up, and as soon as i was, i realized how close i had gotten to him. My face flared red as i quickly stepped back and looked down at the ground.

"I'm sorry," i told him.

No answer.

"I really am, Keefe. Please, believe me. I was going to tell you, i was just-"

"Let me guess, waiting for the right time?" he spat. I nodded sheepishly at his harsh tone. He scoffed. "Foster, when are you going to realize that there's never gonna be a right time when it comes to this stuff?"

I slowly looked up as he sighed and ran his hand through his hair, somehow making him look even better.

"Look, i get it, okay?" he finally said. "It's just . . . we made a deal, remember?" His voice was quiet, softer now. "We made a deal. You were supposed to tell me about anything you found, remember?" He stepped closer, making my instincts send me a step back. "I thought we were clear on that."

"We were-are," i quickly told him. I looked up into his beautiful icy blue eyes. "I just remembered what happened when i told you about the note when you were with the Neverseen, and . . . Keefe, i just care about you, okay?"

He snorted. "Yeah, right."

"No, really i do. I care about all my friends! And that includes you. The last thing i would want is for one of you to get hurt."

"Yeah, well it didn't turn out that way."

"Keefe, come on, i said I'm sorry! What else do you want me to do?"

"Answer this," he said, as if he knew that question was coming. "Why do you care so much?"

"What kind of a question is that?" i asked incredulously. "I already told you! I care about all my friends."

"The only one you care about it Fitz," he muttered, looking away. That caught me by surprise.

"What?"

"Oh, please. Don't even try to deny it. We all know that there's something going on between you and Fitzy boy."

"What? NO! I-i . . . its not like that!" my face felt as if it was on fire.

"But now that we're down to two instead of three," he continued, "things are getting a bit more serious, don't you think?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Looks like me and Fitz have a little rivalry to put on," he said.

"Keefe, this isn't some sort of game-"

"I never said it was," he interrupted. "But it is a competition. In fact, it has been ever since the beginning."

"What are you talking about?"

He clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. "Oh, Foster, Foster, Foster. How oblivious can you get? Do i need to spell it out for you?"

"What? No. I mean, wait. What's going on?" He had taken another step closer, so i stepped backwards, only for my back to meet the wall. "There's nothing for me to be oblivious about."

"You do realize that we're gonna have to figure this whole triangle thing out sooner or later, right?"

"I'd rather have it done later," i muttered, mostly to myself. But he had heard me.

"So there is a triangle." Oops. "So there's obviously competition. And you know how much i hate losing. Especially to Fitz." He took one step closer, closing the rest of the space between us. I realized how close our faces were to each other. So close, that i could feel his breath warming my cheeks. My heart had gone steady into hummingbird mode, and the butterflies in my stomach had woken up. And then i realized.

Oh, god, he knows!

He-he knows i like him!

I-I like him?!

His eyes captivated me, and my heart melted as i became lost in them. His nose brushed against mine, right before our lips met. Tingles were sent all over my body, and my eyes widened with surprise. But i soon gave in.

His lips were so soft, and they locked with mine as if they were made for each other. I felt his hands-both of which were note-free-come up to my face and comb through the hair behind my ears before he tangled his fingers in it. Then they slipped down my shoulders and up and down my back. Our lips parted briefly, but were soon drawn back to each other as my own hands made their way up his chest and around his broad shoulders. I ran my fingers through his hair, which was honestly softer than i had expected.

I couldn't believe i was kissing him-that he was kissing me. Yet, all too soon, we broke apart, panting for breath. His forehead pressed against mine and i looked up to see a grin on his face. I couldn't help but smile and let out a giggle.

"So," he said after a moment. "Does this mean i won?"

I pulled my head back and rolled my eyes. "What do you think?" Before he could answer, i was already on my toes and kissing him again.

A/N) Awwwwwwwwwww, that was so cute! Or maybe not. I'm not sure. Let me know in the reviews! I'm really excited to be writing this new series of one/two-shots for you guys! It shouldn't be too hard to put the romance in both Keefoster's and Sophitz's stories on the same levels, bc, as you might have guessed, I am pretty undecided on my ship for Sophie. It's so annoying! One minute i'm like, "yay! Keefoster for life!" the other minute i'm like, "But what about Sophitz! They're so cute , toooooooooo!"

Yep.

I'm weird.

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BYEEEEEEEEEE!