DISCLAIMER ALL OF THIS BELONGS TO SHANNON MESSENGER!!!!!!!!!

Sophie's POV

Sophie Foster was sitting on her bed, thinking about what he said for the fifth night since it all happened.
She thought about what he had said... "trust me," and "please don't hate me."
She knew she could grant the don't hate me part easily, but she couldn't get herself to truly trust him until she understood what he was doing.
For a long time, Sophie had eyes for only Fitz, with his perfect teenage-model self, but now ever since he left, Sophie started to think more about him, and also realizing that she was starting to like him more.
Oh Keefe, she though. What are you up to?
The next morning Sophie was heading back to Foxfire, and she almost entered the beam of light used for light leaping, when Edaline, her adoptive mother, called her.
"Sophie, when you get back come right here. No secret trips to Everglen, or over to see Dex, come here and to my office."
Sophie stepped into the light, letting it take her to Foxfire, as she wondered what that was all about.
She went to her sessions in the silver tower first, with councillor Bronte and Lady...no, Baron Cadence. Ugh. Her classes were so boring and treacherous, with Baron Cadence's long boring lectures on mimicking, and Bronte's hard painful ways of teaching inflicting. This time she was supposed to inflict while using her telepathic talent as well.
Soon, after her ogre history class, it was lunch, and she headed towards the cafeteria, sitting next to her friends. The table seemed so empty, now that Keefe wasn't there to joke around, and Marrella was still mad at her. Jensi, lately was always with Marrella, so she assumed that he was with her.
"Your thinking about him to, aren't you," Biana asked solemnly, as she stared at the place Keefe always sat at. Even Sophie, the most oblivious person, knew that Bianca had a crush on him.
"Yeah," she said looking at the necklace he gave her, and once again the words circled her mind.
"Is he really evil now?"
"I think he just has a plan," Fitz said. "I know this side of that guy. He's reckless, game-changing and stupid when he's like this."
"So I take it that we stop him?" Sophie asked.
"How would we do that without the Neverseen knowing?"
"We... I don't know anymore," she said, frustrated, and went back to her thoughts. Dex slammed his tray on the table, snapping her out of her trance.
"So, what, we're just gonna sit here doing nothing, as Keefe runs away with the Neverseen as well as the cache? Whatever his plan is, we're gonna figure it out, and either help him, or stop him. I'm not just going to sit here and wait anymore."
"No," they  muttered.
Then Sophie heard transmittion, from what she thought was Mr. Forkle... no Master Leto.
Come to the principal's office, Sophie.
"I think I just got a transmittion from Master Leto."
"Yeah, I heard it, too," Fitz said in his perfect crisp accent.
"Do you mind, you know, letting the rest of us know?"
"Its not a big deal, I just have to go to his office."
"And this is the point where Keefe says, 'ooh, Foster's in trouble,'" Biana said her voice glum.
She hurried to the office, climbing the spiral of stairs, and gasped as she swung the door open. Who she saw wasn't Master Leto, Mr. Forkle, Sir Astin,  or Loki (long story)...
"Hey, Foster."

Sorry this is so short the next one will be longer. And check out my other story too :p thanks for reading!!!