Who are you?

I couldn't get my cousin's voice out of my head. She actually didn't remember? Not even me? I blame Fitz. That wonderboy ruins everything. I looked over to Grady and Edaline, not surprised to see tears across my aunt's face. But Sophie just sat there, clueless to everything. Wait... she was grinning.

"What the heck?!" I shouted and smacked her. Keefe's eyes widened in shock that I just hit my 'amnesiac' cousin, which switched to confusion as soon as she burst out laughing.

"You should've seen your faces!" She continued to laugh, clutching her stomach and trembling from the lack of air. I was going to bash her face in when she was done-

Yeah. No. I can't do that. She already got her head bashed in just earlier today. Maybe that's why she's acting like this...

"Sophie Elizabeth Foster!" Grady shouted. "You can't joke about that! Look at what you did to your mother!" True enough, Edaline still had her hands covering her mouth, frozen in shock.

"I'm sorry." She looked down bashfully. "But... it was an opportunity! You always tell me to do what I want to or I might regret it! I definitely didn't regret that."

"We were talking about sports or extracurriculars, not faking amnesia!" The doctor and Keefe looked really uncomfortable. Meanwhile, the triplets were just giggling at Sophie's cruel prank. They actually thought it was funny. Oh they were so getting hair dye in their shampoo.

"I still count it as an opportunity. Can I go home now?" The doctor, who I still don't know the name of, snapped back into the conversation.

"Uh, we just have to run a few tests then you'll be set. You won't be allowed to go to school for a while though. And you shouldn't be allowed to do anything physically or mentally straining." She just nodded her head along, looking bored.

"Dex, could you be a dear and get me some Gatorade?" She asked me with a pat on the head. God, her obsession with Gatorade. I sighed and stood up, dragging Keefe out of the room with me.

"So... does she always pretend to have amnesia?" He asked when we reached the vending machine.

"No, this is a first." I reached down and grabbed the bottle of purple colored Gatorade.

"I already asked why I haven't met her, but why didn't you introduce me? She seems pretty awesome. Not as awesome as me, but a close second." I gave him a look. Literally just stood there and stared at him until he got uncomfortable. Then I answered.

"It would be the end of the world. Total. Chaos. "

"More like total awesomeness." This guy...

"You know what? I bet Fitz can have visitors now. So go. Just leave."

"Nah, I want to check on Foster again."

"You gave it a nickname?!?!?!"

"Yeah..." he looked at me confused. I got that look at lot. "Did you just call your cousin an it?"

"Who doesn't? And you shouldn't have nicknamed it! Once you do, you'll grow attached! We were gonna send it back to the wild, and now you're attached." I threw my hands in the air to prove how frustrated I was. Keefe shook his head in disbelief.

"You're insane." I watched as the back of his head, full of soft and bouncy golden hair—that was far better than mine—walked away and around the corner. Only to jump back a second later.

Then my cousin came crashing through on a wheelchair. She laughed as it spun and rammed into the vending machine, then looked down the hallway.

"That was awesome! Let's do it again." The trio of doom- sorry, my siblings came stumbling down and grabbed the wheelchair, pulling it back down the hallway so it could fly back to us a second later. I stepped in front of her before the triplets could send her crashing again.

"What did I tell you about launching Sophie down hallways when she's in a wheelchair?" Yes, this exact scenario has happened before.

"Sorry dad." The three demons hung their heads in shame and shuffled their feet.

"Now what are you not going to do?"

"Send Sophie flying down hallways when she's in a wheelchair."

"What about the last 48 times you've said that?"

"We really promise this time!"

"Fine. Go find mom and dad, who've mysteriously disappeared for the last seven hundred words. Tell them to take you home or Harry the Jackalope will get a mud bath." Rex paled and ran away, pulling his two siblings with him. I smiled menacingly (at least I hope it was menacing) at the fear in his eyes. Good. Fear me. 

"Dang bro, that was way harsh." Keefe commented.

"Yeah!" Sophie piped up. "We were having fun!"

"Remember last time you were launched down the hallway in a wheelchair?" She shuddered at the memory. 

"Okay you guys are gonna need to tell me some of these stories. By the way," Keefe turned to face Sophie. "I'm Keefe."

"Sophie, though I'm sure you already knew that. You're the prince, right?" He nodded his head, almost looking ashamed. "Your parents are real stuck up snobs." His head snapped towards her in shock. I just shook my head and sighed.

"Those are his parents, Sophie.."

"So he should know that better than anyone."

"Oh god." I groaned and started pushing her in the direction the triplets ran. Keefe followed close behind us.

"You know I can push myself. I'm a big girl." Sophie smacked my hands away and started rolling herself. Straight into the wall. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the chair again, pushing her to where Grady and Edaline were standing in the hallway.

"Hey kiddo, ready to go home." My uncle asked as he ruffled her hair. His hand quickly drew back as she winced. "Sorry, I forgot."

"No, it's fine. I'm just ready to be home." Grady nodded and shoved me out of the way, straight into a plant. Yeah, my uncle definitely loves me. When I finally stood up from the leafy jungle that is a potted plant, everyone was gone except for Keefe.

"Wassup bud, need help up?" He asked, holding in his laughter.

"Not from you. You gonna go check on Fitz now?"

"Nah, I'd rather go with you and hang out with your cousin more."

"I feel like you only added me to that to make me feel better." I gave him a side-eyed look.

"Yeah, that's true." I gasped and clutched my chest in mock betrayal.

"You could not possibly mean that. You know I'm much cooler than that blonde lame-o." It was Keefe's turn to gasp.

"No discrimination against blonde lame-os! I'm a blonde lame-o!" I rolled my eyes and kept walking.

"You're sure you don't want to go see Fitz?"

"Now I feel like you're just trying to get rid of me." I turned around the corner and out the doors, strutting better than my sister ever could to my car.

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." To be completely honest, I wouldn't even think of getting rid of Keefe. For one, he's the prince and he could throw me in jail. For two, he was one of my better friends. He actually cared to talk to me about stuff that I liked, not makeup or sports like the Vackers. Plus, he loves My Little Pony as much as I do! Wait no, Top Gun! I meant Top Gun!

"I am hurt. Truly hurt. You've betrayed me." He told me with a smirk.

"What happened to bros before h- wait, I can't say that, she's my cousin... you get my point."

"I'm gonna tell her you said that."

"Oh you better not." He ran out to his car, me chasing after him.

"You don't even know where we live!" I shouted as he got into his car.

"All I have to do is call my parents!" I stared as he drove away.

"I'm dead." I told myself as I spun around to my car. "She's gonna kill me. Well... sh-"

Okay so... yeah. Um I realized how cringy and... eh this is right now, plus I keep making changes so I feel like this would be easier, I decided to start a rewrite. I'm working on the first chapter right now, but I was just wondering if you guys would rather I make a new book for it and leave this here or replace the chapters in this with the new chapters. Also I won't be updating this story, I'll only be working on the rewrite until I'm to this point. So, please comment on what you'd rather I do! Thanks for reading, I love you all!!!!

Edit: stuff is rewritten, but I really only went through, edited it, took out some cringy or bad parts and replaced it. Still very cringe story but who cares?

Avery, out —>

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