" Ready for school?" Biana knocked on the door to Sophie's bedroom.

" Yep, one sec." Sophie pulled on a sock and then grabbed her things. " Let's go."

The two girls started the walk to school. 

" Are you okay?" Biana asked Sophie tentatively. " I mean, after what happened with Keefe, I thought that-"

" Uhg, stop! You're just gonna be like every single one of my friends! They hate me cuz I turned Keefe down."

" Does this mean you like Fitz?"

" What? What gave you that idea? Fitz and I are just friends."

" You sure?" Biana raised her eyebrows.

" Yes! Gosh, will you just stop?"

" Sorry," Biana lowered her gaze.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at school. Sophie scanned the crowd for Keefe's golden hair, and finally spotted him by his locker.

" Keefe?" She asked quietly, nearing his locker. 

He just glared at her.

" Can we talk?" She asked.

He didn't respond.

" Keefe, don't give me the silent treatment! We have to talk."

" There's nothing to talk about," He finally said curtly and slammed his locker hard enough to make Sophie flinch.

She opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again, watching Keefe start to walk away,

" I JUST WANTED TO BE FRIENDS, KEEFE! WHY CAN'T YOU ACCEPT THAT? WHO ARE YOU IN DENIAL WITH? ME? OR IS IT JUST YOURSELF?"

Keefe turned around, his mouth hanging open. " Are you kidding me, Foster?"

" No. I don't get it Keefe."

" You don't get yourself. Or the facts." He replied harshly. 

" What facts?" Sophie cried out. 

" You and Fitz. Don't deny it. You like him." 

" As a friend, yes. But nothing more."

" Denial. Lies. Good day, foster."

" Keefe! Come back here!" Sophie shouted after him.

She watched him leave, then noticed the presence standing to her right.

" Fitz..."

" Just friends, Sophie?" Fitz's usually happy face was turned in a frown. " I thought we were more than that."

" Fitz, please-" Sophie tried to stop him from leaving, but he wouldn't listen.

" I thought we could've been something more. You've changed, Sophie. What happened to  you? It's like someone's taken over your mind. You know, maybe that's true. When did you start letting Keefe get into your head?"

Sophie stared at Fitz, dumbfounded. 

" Sophie?" She heard the crying of Biana's voice from behind her. " Are you okay?"

" No," Sophie whispered numbly. " I never will be."