Lok, What is Going on?

Hiya guyz!!! Its lalaville and this is that Huntik (lophie) love story that I've always wanted to write since forever. Not many people like Huntik, but if you do then I hope you like this fanfic. Since this is my first I hope that you will correct any of my mistakes. I'm not the best at writing so um… yeah. Enjoy!

Love ya!

Lalaville

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Sophie's P.O.V.

Dream

The moon was gleaming, as if proud of the brilliant light it gave. Somebody lightly tapped my shoulder, I looked up. It was Lok. He looked a bit tired, with his blonde hair a small mess and blue eyes barely open but he smiled at me despite that. I loved that smile; it could practically light up a whole entire town. I loved everything about Lok. Especially his eyes, once I'd look into them, I'd be hypnotized.

"Good night Soph." he said, yawning, he turned to go inside. As if forgetting something he turned back and grabbed me around the waist and kissed me deeply. He slipped his tongue into my mouth. I had to tell him to stop, somebody could have seen us, but I couldn't bring myself to stop him. I simply loved him too much.

Lok was beginning to disappear but before he was truly gone, I heard him whisper into my ear, "You are a true princess among all girls…"

Dream over

There was a rustling of cloth and I knew it was LeBlanche pulling back the drapes. I was right! The sun's rays came pouring in like gold. Its bright light nearly blinded me. I had to open my eyes. So I opened my eyes very slowly. I was shocked to see what I saw.

Lok Lambert was perched above me, probably about and inch away from my face, maybe even less. He grinned at me and said "Hiya."

"Lok! Have you no shame?" I exclaimed, my face turning the color of a ripe tomato fast. I did a quick glance around the room to see if anybody was close by.

The situation was this: Lok and I were dating in secret. The only ones who knew this were Zhalia and Dante who figured this out rather quickly, without us quite telling them. But being a daughter of the Casterwill's I couldn't be seen with a boy like Lok. It would be such a scandal. Nevertheless Lok and I had found a way to be together.

Now looking back at Lok's face, which I had upset by hurting his feelings, I regretted that I had been so sharp on him.

So I asked "Lok, why are you in my bedroom so early in the morning while I was still asleep and why aren't LeBlanche or Santiago here?"

Lok's mood immediately changed, "Sophie, do you really not know what today is?"

What was today? Did I forget something? Instead of asking Lok what it was I repeated, "Where are LeBlanche and Santiago?"

"Jeez Soph, you never seem to think about the people who work here, I told them that they had a day off," he said nonchalantly, his smile appeared.

"You what?!" I didn't mean to blow my top off but was this Lok insane or was I trapped in some crazy nightmare?

"Chill Sophie, I did it for us, so we could spend the day together," he absentmindedly twirled a lock of my hair around his finger. That reminded me that I wasn't properly dressed and still in my nightgown. It was a special to me because it was the only dress that survived the fire my parents died in and it was the one they had given to me. It was a miracle how it fit me although it was a bit short.

"Lok," I whispered. "You do realize…" I stopped because the look on his face told me that he was thinking that I would be telling secrets. Louder, I said "Lok, get up, I'm not going to say anything stupid but I think you should get out."

"But why, we need too hurry if we want to do all the stuff I planned on doing today,"

"erm… Lok, I hope you do realize that I'm not dressed properly and I need to change. So please, GET OUT!" I was blushing like crazy, hoping that he would get out quickly saving me the embarrassment. Thank God he left, but I could see a hint of blush as if he was embarrassed too.

A While Later…

I came out dressed in some shorts and a tight navy blue shirt, the one that Lok had given me for Christmas a year ago. It had a picture of a lock on it and said "Who is my key?" At first I didn't get, but then Lok explained it to me

'It's about us,' he had told me. He was the lock and I was the key.

As I approached him, he looked almost kind of sad. He embraced me and I heard him mutter, "I love that shirt," It sounded as if he was going to die. Was Lok ill? Why is today so important?

We left my house after gulping down breakfast as fast as possible. I was ready for a day of surprises.

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Yeah, how was that for my first ch.? review if ya want more! thanks everybody! LALA