A/N: I think I said earlier that I would update frequently...I lieeeed. Sorry.
So… Dex is a dork, too. The best dork. Dex is the best, okay?
A very obsessed fangirl: Thanks! He is. Ripplefluffs forever!
Rain and Shadows: Haha, there isn't much Sokeefe right now, but thanks!
Guest: ...sorry...this is not a Sophitz story. I'm pretty sure I said that before. I'm not against Sophitz like many people, but this story is not about that.
NINE
SOPHIE FOSTER
At least it was the weekend.
It might be almost noon, but I was still lying in my bed. It was Saturday morning, the day after what was officially the worst party of my life. I hugged Ella, having abandoned Iggy, my guinea pig, long time ago when he farted right in my face.
Maybe he knew that I'd kissed Keefe and was trying to avenge Biana. Iggy liked Biana better than any of his owners, that much was obvious.
Chicken sounds erupted from my phone and I groaned, rolling over in my bed to glower at my cell phone. Chicken sounds meant Dex, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to talk to my cousin right now. I remembered sobbing into his shoulder at the party and winced to myself.
I probably imagined it, but the chicken sounds seemed to get louder. I sighed deeply and picked up the phone.
"Hi, Dex."
"Sophie!" There was a crash and an "oof" from the receiver, and I took this too mean Dex had fallen off his chair. "Ack, sorry about that. Hi! Oh wait-that's a lot of dust-"
I held the phone away from my ear as Dex released an explosive sneeze.
"Sorry again!" Dex exclaimed after some sniffling. "Who knew the underside of my desk had collected so much dust? I guess I should really vacuum more often."
I couldn't help but laugh at my ridiculous cousin. He tried to act tough and cool around our friends, but deep down, he was just a sweet little dork.
"Hey, Dex. You called?"
"Yeah…" He cleared his throat. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to talk about…"
"Yesterday," I finished, my tone full of dread.
"Yesterday," Dex agreed, sounding nervous. "I mean, only if you want. If you don't, you can come over and we can work on science homework? Well, I guess that doesn't sound very appealing, does it? I know, I can come over and we can dye Iggy, or prank the triplets-"
"Dex?"
"Yes, Soph?"
"I'd love to come over," I said. "I don't really want to talk about it, but I'll come over."
"Okay," he replied, relief evident in his voice. "I'm really bad at the talking stuff."
I laughed. "You seem fine at talking your mouth off, though!"
"Hey!" He laughed too. "Yeah, I am."
I smiled. Dex really knew how to cheer me up.
"I'll see you soon," I told him, and hung up.
A/N: AwkwardCousinMoments101! Sorry for the incredibly short chapter…