A/N: HUGE thanks to Qwertopia78 and BookLover3212019 for the support!
Qwertopia78: Oh...this is pretty much a Foster-Keefe story, lol sorry. But I think there's a lot of Sophitz if you look around...?
THREE
SOPHIE FOSTER
We were still staring at each other, in shock, after our kiss.
Keefe looked away first. He closed his eyes, running his hand through the Hair, somehow making it look even better. I smashed my face in my hands, remembering a second later that I was ruining all of Biana's hard work.
Biana. Oh, no, I'd just made Keefe cheat on her. Biana. My best friend.
"I am the worst best friend ever," I groaned, falling against the arm of the couch. My face was still hidden in my hands. I didn't know if Keefe had left, but he should. He had to get away from me.
I heard a giggle from behind me and saw...her.
Stina.
She'd seen everything.
I gawked at Stina Heks, in her tiny red dress, grinning at me. And-in her hand, she held her cell phone. She waved it tauntingly at me.
Oh. My. Word. She videotaped it!
Stina had hated me the moment I befriended Biana and Fitz. Whether it was because she liked or hated the Vackers, it was too late. We weren't exactly enemies, but we weren't friends, either. At least, that's what I'd thought.
"Uh oh, what will Pretty Princess Biana do when she sees this?" Stina teased, still waving the phone around like I was a dog and she was holding a treat.
"Stina-no-" I realized Keefe was still there, sitting beside me. He lunged forward, trying to take the phone away. Stina stumbled back in her tottering heels, but managed to keep her footing.
"Get ready for some drama!" Stina catcalled, and sauntered away from us, a delighted smirk on her face.
Determination turned my vision red-hot. Biana would not see the video. She would never have to know, and no one would get hurt.
A/N: Sorry about the short chapter. Thanks for reading! 3