"Remember, prodigies. The Foxfire Ball celebrating me becoming your new headmaster, will be next week. Make sure you are ready and have a good day," Magnate Leto finished.

"How many balls have you guys had at Foxfire?" Sophie asked.

"Hardly any." Dex answered.

"I love them though. I always get tons of attention." Keefe said, messing up his hair even more.

"Yeah. That's why you always do those prankd," Fitz answered, rolling his eyes.

"I can never pick my date." Biana said, popping out of no where.

Sophie stopped walking. "We have to have a date?"

"You don't have to." Biana said, rolling her eyes. "But pretty much everyone does." Dex started walking faster, grumbling to himself.

"Well, I'm not having a date." Sophie said, ignoring Dex's anger. Biana shrugged and walked a little faster.

"Yeah, right, Foster. Half the school will want you as their date, and you're going to say no to all of them? I doubt it." Keefe said, walking next to her. Sophie walked faster, ignoring him.

She wasn't having a date. No matter what he says.

Soon, Sophie was at her lesson with Fitz. Luckily Keefe wasn't there. Otherwise, he would tease her nonstop. She was nervous around Fitz all the time. But now that the ball is coming up, she is even more nervous.

"So... What's new?" Fitz asked akwardly. Sophie shrugged.

Teirgan came in and sat in the chair that was by them. "I'm guessing you two have wondered what these buttons and knobs do, right?"

They nodded.

Teirgan smiled and for the rest of the lesson, they found out what they did.

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At the end of that class, both of them smelled. It was a mix of good and bad smells, which smelled rrally bad when put together. Sophie walked up to her locker and licked it, glad it tasted like brattail.

She grabbed her stuff and closed the door. Keefe stood there, scaring her and making her drop her books. She glared at him and he smirked.

"I was going to ask you to the ball, but since you obviously aren't in the mood, I will leave you alone." He started walking away. He turned towards her. "And Foster? I think you need a new perfume."

She glared at him again and picked her stuff up, going in the same direction as him. The whole school had study hall right now.

She sat next to Keefe. She glanced at him and he was looking at her. She dropped her pencil, finally realizing what he had said at her locker.

He wanted her to go to the ball with him.

At the end of study hall, Sophie stopped Keefe, pulling him to an empty room.

"I know I said I wouldn't go with anyone to the dance, but I will go with you,"she said quietly.

Keefe raised a fist in victory and ran out in the hall. "SOPHIE FOSTER IS GOING TO THE BALL WITH ME!" He yelled with a huge grin on his face. She grabbed his arm and pulled him back in.

She covered his mouth and said,"And don't nake me regret it."

She left the room, hoping no one saw her and leaped home.

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On the night of the ball, she got ready with Biana.

Biana wore the "Moonlight" dress that used to be Jolie's. Sophue borrowed a sparkily red dress that went right below her knees. Biana straightened her usually wavy hair and Sophie curled her hair.

Biana put make up on Sophie and herself and then they were ready.

Keefe and Biana's date were waiting downstairs. Her date was a level 5, named Casey. He reminded her a bit of Keefe. Messed up hair, and piercing blue eyes. But Casey was taller and a vanisher and he gave a real smile instead of a smirk when he saw them coming down the stairs.

They leaped to the school and went to find Fitz and Dex. They didn't go with anyone.

Soon, Sophie had slow danced with Dex, Fitz and Keefe.

The night was fun, and she ended up dancing with her crush.

Keefe was more fun than she thought. He was more of a gentleman. And he protected her.

Nothing could have been more perfect.

A/N Sorry for not giving details about the actual dance, but I hope you liked this.