A/N- SO SORRY that it took so long to update! I hope to update soon, but I was busy. The only reason I've been able to update Titanium is that I've had it all written out in my science notebook.
Anyway, here's the chapter! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the KOTLC characters.
Fitz's POV
Tonight went way better than I thought it would. I didn't really know how it would play out, but I definitely didn't expect that. Not that I didn't like it. I really liked Sophie, pretty much since the first day.
I shook my head, coming out of my reverie. I looked at the DJ, silently asking if he could cover the rest of the dance. He nodded. I had finished all my songs, anyway.
I ran out, taking off in the direction of the Cove. When I got there, Sophie was lying on top of the hill, still in her cowgirl outfit. The moonlight glistened over her, making her look ethereal.
I walked over, and lied down beside her. "So, what did you want to talk about?"
Sophie snorted. "Really? You know exactly what I want to talk about."
I smiled. Yeah, I knew. "Okay, well, I kind of suck in this department."
She laughed. "Well, let's start with something easy. When did you start liking me?"
"When you stopped hating me, and actually started acting like yourself. You?"
"When I stopped hating you, and realized that you weren't the stuck-up rocker boy."
"So, the same time as me."
"Yep."
I thought for a second. "Then, how did it take so long for us to get together?"
"Okay, two things. One: a month isn't that long. Three weeks is even less. Two: we haven't gotten together. I don't believe I was officially asked."
I laughed at this statement. I rolled over to face her. "Okay, fine. Sophie Foster, will you be my girlfriend?"
She smile, ear-to-ear. "Why, yes, Fitz Vacker, I will be your girlfriend."
She kissed me again.
I smiled just as wide as Sophie. Yeah, this night could have gone way worse.
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Sophie's POV
Tonight was the best night of my life. I hadn't known that Fitz had a crush on me, but I had been liking him for a while. So, for him to be my boyfriend was amazing.
After we officially started dating, we sat under the stars, and just kept talking, and hanging out. It wasn't that different than usual, but it didn't feel the same. It felt more... special. Magical. We stayed the entire night, even watching the sunrise from the top of one of the trees.
But, we did have to go back. My parents were probably worried that we didn't show up last night. I looked up at the sun, then down at my phone. It was only 5:30, and my parents liked to sleep in on weekends. We could probably sneak in, and avoid questioning.
I told all this to Fitz, and he seemed reluctant.
"How will we get in?" he asked.
"They always leave the windows unlocked. We can go directly in to our rooms."
"Our rooms are on the third floor."
"I know a way to climb up."
"Why are we doing this, again?"
I laughed. "Because we want to avoid questioning. Just trust me. C'mon."
I grabbed his hand, and we ran back to the house. I led him to where our rooms were. I pointed to the tall tree in front of the roof to the back porch.
"We climb up the tree, onto the roof, and go into our rooms," I explained.
"You act like you've done this before."
"Once or twice. Sometimes I forget what time it is, out in the Cove, and I miss curfew. Now, let's go."
We climbed up, and got to our respective rooms. We went in, and went to bed.
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I woke up the next morning, around ten, completely elated. I couldn't remember why. Then, I recalled. The dance, the kiss, the Cove, Fitz, and staying there all night. I smiled to myself, and walked downstairs to the kitchen. My parents were already down, but Fitz wasn't around. My dad turned to me, and gave me a look. It wasn't a pleasant one, but it wasn't a full-on glare, either. It was more...disappointed.
"Where were you last night?" he asked.
"At the dance. Singing." I replied.
"I mean after that."
"I went to the Cove."
"You didn't come home at curfew."
"I just lost track of time. I'm sorry."
My dad sighed. "Well, you still broke the rule. And so did Fitz. Was he with you?"
I hesitated, knowing what my dad was implying. "Yeees... But, nothing happened. We were just talking."
"Really? That's all?"
"Of course. Dad, you know me. Would I really do something bad? I'm sixteen."
My dad sighed, and shared a look with my mom. "I know, you're right. But, you're still grounded for the weekend. Fitz, too."
"What about me?" Fitz walked in to the kitchen at the end of our conversation.
"Oh, Dad just grounded us for the weekend. That, and he doesn't trust me." I shot a look at him.
"I trust you. I just don't trust your-"
"Grady." My mom interrupted.
"Yes, Eda?"
"They don't want to hear this. Especially not when they just woke up." I looked at her gratefully, and she winked at me.
"Sooo," Fitz tried to switch off the uncomfortable subject. "What's for breakfast?"
"A family favorite. Blitzenberry muffins." Edaline answered. "Jolie always loved them, I used to make it all the time. I should make it more often. Stop mourning every little thing."
Jolie was my late sister. I was actually adopted, and she had died a few years before I came.
I sat down, and took a bite of muffin. It was amazing. The little berries burst in my mouth.
"Well," my dad said, around a mouthful of muffin. "You know what comes with being grounded."
I groaned.
Fitz, however, was confused. "What?"
I sighed. "We get the amazing job of taking care of some of the animals. Primarily, bathing them."
It was his turn to groan. My family worked on a small preserve, rescuing animals, and making them ready to go to a larger one near the Himalayas. A lot of them were feisty, and it was always an adventure, taking care of them. A few of them seemed hellbent on destroying me.
Yeah, it would be an interesting weekend...
A/N- Yay! Another chapter! I really hope that I will be able to update sooner next time.
I kind of feel like this chapter was bad... But, I don't know.
For now, I would love to hear from you all! Please review!