Hey guys! DDDOD here to deliver some updates.

Finals are coming up, so my update schedule might be really screwed up for the next few weeks. I'm really, really sorry. Anyway, I'll update as much as I can. Now, hope you enjoy. Sorry it's shorter than normal!
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Sophie sucked in a breath. Dating. They were Dating. She and Keefe.

"Well… this is awkward…" Dex grumbled.

Sophie snapped her head up. She had forgotten about Biana and Dex.
"I, I have to go."
Sophie raced up the beach, tearing off her shoes and pulling her hair loose from it's twisted style. She could hear shouting, but she didn't care. She climbed up a steep incline, wincing as sharp rocks sliced her now bare feet. A few drops of red clumped the sand. But she kept running, until she could think clearly again.

"What have I done?" She wondered aloud. She had admitted to dating Keefe in front of her first reject and her best friends.

"Sophie!" A voice called from near the rocky face she was facing.

"Sophie, please come back! I'm sorry!"

A sobbing Keefe came up behind her, startling her with a tackle hug.

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking when I said that, and I can do whatever you need, and we can call this whatever you want. I can call this whole thing off, I promise. I-"
"Hey" Sophie said, reaching up to touch his face. "It's ok. I don't blame you. I'm sorry for worrying you. I just needed some space and time. That's all. We are still a thing. It's ok."

Keefe blew out a shaky breath. "Are you sure you're ok?"

"Oh, Foster. You need to relax a bit. It's ok. I'm not mad. I just got worried. If I lost you I'd have to explain to Sandor how you ran off after Team Foster Keefe became a thing, and how I had to track you down, and all the other stuff that would have happened if I hadn't found you."
Sophie's mind flashed with another horrible boy talk with Grady and Sandor. She shuddered. She needed to get better at keeping her cool when it came to stuff like this.

"I'm still sorry" She blushed.

"Look, why don't you come back to the picnic grounds. We can finish eating, then I want to show you something."

"What do you want to show me?"
Keefe looked her dead in the eyes as he told her "Where I hid whenever I fought with my parents."

"Where is that?"
"It's somewhere you'll like. Promise."
"Keefe?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."