I got really bad news this morning but there's a chance I might be wrong. STRESSSSSSSSSSSS STRESS IS SO WONDERFUL. Writing helps take my mind off things so hey another chapter. I suck at all things sport, so guess who had to run a mile yesterday? Not me! XD the only good thing about a sprained ankle is you get to sit out on stuff. So yeah. I think it's about 1000 words, pretty good if I do say so myself considering I wrote this in the span of time it took my mom to get groceries from Costco. I'm completely off topic.

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Waves-Of-Writing : I set my goal too high XD

Cress070: SOKEEFE is a NOTP?! *gasp* Haha, Sophitz is cool too.

TEAM SOPHIE : I aspire to have enough determination as those who do NaNoWriMo XD

Poke-a-Puff : I'm trying to update relatively fast (or faster than usual) :)

SkysTheLimit11 : YAY! I'm glad you liked it

Sophie Foster : Updated! I don't write smut and it certainly wouldn't tie in with the plot of this story. Sorry.

"Is stargazing cheesy? I think it might be. Do you think Foster would like it? Do you think she likes me? I mean I did the flower petal thing, and it said she does. But that was on the 30th try. Does it still count? I think it does. You're her cognate, does she tell you anything about me? Like how handsome and charming I am and how perfectly done my Hair is? Does she? How about how awesome I am? Did she enjoy going to Atlantis? She said it was okay but her feelings indicated otherwise. So what do you think? And w-"

"OHFORTHELOVEOF- JUST SHUT UP!" Fitz covered his face with his pillow and rolled over, completely ignoring him. Rude much?

"Noooooooo, but I need to know."

"IT'S LIKE THREE IN THE MORNING KEEFE. I SAID YOU COULD SLEEP OVER NOT RAMBLE TO ME ABOUT SOPHIE. I'm trying to sleep here, okay?!"

"Ugh. You don't need sleep is you don't have anything to do the next day. What do you do now anyway? Like what do you do with life after you're done with school."

"Maybe you'd know if you hadn't been held back."

Keefe scoffed, "Excuse me?"

Rolling his eyes (or as Sophie liked to say, "impossibly teal orbs of purity and goodness that could melt the heart of a serial killer"), Fitz said, "That's right. You decided to stay back after the war because you wanted to 'continue your education to the fullest in order to fulfill your role as a prodigy who attended the noble academy of Foxfire.' Or that's what you told the principal." After a moment he added, "Also because you wanted more time with Sophie."

He glared at Fitz, "Shut up. I need to sleep."

In reply he mumbled, "Mmm, now you say that." And promptly fell asleep.

*time skippppp to evening*

"Hey Foster. Are you ready?"

She stood behind the main door of Havenfield, her head of blonde locks peeking out.

"Um...yeah. I-"

"BRING HER BACK BY ELEVEN OR ELS-" Grady's voice boomed out from inside and Edalines voice piped up, "And don't forget to have fun-"

Sophie's face pinked (well parents in general were pretty embarrassing) and she quickly closed the door and stepped out.

"Nice dress," he commented, "You could've just worn your pajamas instead but-" he shrugged,"- whatever suits you."

She looked down at her layered skirt, with a jewel encrusted bodice. The dress would've revealed more than she would've liked if not for her cape. He also didn't overlook the fact that she was wearing the bracelet with the charm he had bought her.

"First of all, you said it was a date. Second of all, Biana and Linh."

He smirked, reaching up to tousle his hair. "Let's go then."

The light of his crystal took them to the front of a all skycraper-like building.

"Candleshade? I thought you hated this place." She turned to him quizzically.

"I usually do, but my dad isn't here tonight an-"

"Keefe Sencen, that is disgusting. Ew, no way would I ever-"

"I-um-what?" He paused for a moment, rewinding and seeing what he said wrong. When he realized the implications of his words he blanched and his blush could've rivaled Sophie's worst moments."Oh. OH! That's not meant- not what I meant. Stargazing. I brought you here to look at stars."

Silence.

For three very awkward seconds before he faked a cough and they continued into the house.

"This way!" He gestured to the Vortinator and Sophie shrank back.

"Oh no. No no. Not that. The Atlantis whirlpool was enough. I'll just go up the stairs."

He took her arm and pulled her in, "Nah. It's quicker and more fun this way. Don't forget to hold on tight." She glared at him as her knuckles turned white from gripping the rail. "You could hold on to my arm if you wanted to," he offered, as a reminder of her last experience.

"No thanks. I think I'm good." And up it went.

She held a hand up to her mouth as it halted to a stop, "Ergh."

He nudged her head up and pointed to the stars, clustered against inky darkness. Their brightness a stark contrast to the night around them. They shined like tiny beacons of light, sparkling like gems.

"Wow."

"I know. I brought snacks too, I'm pretty amazing."

She stifled a laugh as he handed her a platter of mallowmelt.

"You probably won't be able to eta any of these, since I'm gonna eat them all."

It was so much easier to smile than to make up a joke and hide behind a veil of humor, so he just smiled instead. So cheesy.

She studied him silently (as if he didn't see her out of the comer of his eye.) Finally she spoke, "You know? You can be really sweet sometimes."

He inclined his head, "Hmm?"

"Yeah, like now." The only sound was the soft munching of mallowmelt. They had never stood a chance against Sophie.

"Do you come up here often?"

He thought for a second, "When I was little, I'd come up here when I was lonely. Or if I needed to find my mom, she was always up here. I thought it was because she liked looking up at the stars, now I know it's because she was out corresponding with the Neverseen." His tone turned bitter and he cleared his mind of the flashbacks. This was something for him and Sophie to enjoy, not something to be riddled with old and soured memories.

"Oh, you didn't have to bring me up here." She looked at him, possibly even apologetic.

"But what good is it running away from the past? I'd rather make better and happier memories with you up here."

She smiled, the most genuine one he had seen all evening.

"Then let's just enjoy it."

"Wait, do you see that?"

"See what?" She glanced around with panic in her eyes.

"That," above them, stars twinkled in the shape of a heart.

"Keefe! You had me worried about a constellation. It is pretty though." She scrunched her face up in concentration, "What about that one?" She pointed out a constellation that looked strangely like an alicorn.

"Good one. What about..."

The rest of the night went on with each finding a different shape in the skies and ended with both of them having an enjoyable time.

After Sophie had gone to her room, Grady pulled him outside to have a chat.

"If you don't hurt my daughter, both physics,my and emotionally, them you won't get hurt."

Keefe nodded.

Since you've earned the right of your name, Keefe. Now you'll have to earn the right of son-in-law."

Somehow, miraculously, he hadn't selfcombusted into a pile of embarrassed ashes.

"It-uh-a bit too early for that. Don't you think?"

"Letting you know in advance. I hope you truly care for Sophie, she deserves someone like that."

"I do."