The Show of the Night

EHHH! I just got 4k!! That means this chapter will be long enough! A reason why it took  forever to write this. But anyways *BIIIG HUG*, YOU ALL are AWESOME! Thank you for reading, and sticking with me!* Got pic from google* Btw, my next chapter,I'm going to send a drawing I drew!

ALL PARTS OF THIS STORY IS NOT EDITED!!!

Keefe's POV

~Lil' Intro~

"You don't know anything about me." I was getting the mic ready for the "talent competition", till I heard Foster's voice, talking to Biana.

" Keefe told me stuff about you, back when we were younger. He said, you were such a cry baby." 

A total lie! I brag about her awesome singing, most of the time. I only told that when Foster's in trouble I'm always her hero!  

"Be glad Keefie is nice enough to be friends with a loser like you." Oh she did not just say that, before I could march in there and defend Foster, Foster spoke up.

"first off: he hates being called 'Keefie'"  

I knew Foster understand me! 

"; second: I agree, Keefe is too good for me to be friends with him." 

What is she saying?

"But I'm thankful to have him back as a friend." 

Her words made my chest both heavy and light, of course as a friend. 

"Sure whatever you say." Biana sounds edgy, "Just stay away from my boyfriend, then life would be much easier for you." Wow, can't believe this chick is crazy about me, sad I don't really feel the same way... 

But wait, Biana's a Vacker, she can practically get Sophie migrated out of here. Maybe I should just avoid- No! I have to make the most out of Foster's return in my life! I zone back into eavesdropping. (He's not even guilty!) 

"But I think this should be up to your boyfriend, not me." AWW! Her reply is so... so her. Foster will always be considerate. 

I decide it's enough snooping for one night. I hopped back next to Fitz, and handed him the mic. 

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  ~~The Show of the Night~~

Sophie's POV

Of course Miss-sassy-pants goes first. AND of course she dances. Biana is dancing to the song '7 Rings' by; Ariana Grande.

~~~~(I know there is a lot of girls but just chose one and pretend it's Biana.)~~~~

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WfwV8vkIXvI

I hate to admit, but that was flawless. Every move was... feisty and confident.

Each booming applause echoes into the stars, making them wink on every clap. However, I think I've got a way to steal her thunder. There is no way I can lose to her!

"Try to top that." Biana purs, as she makes her way inside.

I reply with a cashier smirk, hiding my butterflies.

Fitz announces my name, as my heart nearly burst out of my chest.

"Time to set lose, Sophie." I murmur to myself.

 I drape the curtains behind me, the spotlight's glare is unmerciful. Good thing I'm wearing normal clothes, so this would be less embarrassing.

"Okay, Sophie," My heart did a little flip-flop, at the sound of my name coming from Fitz,"what talent are you going to do?" Fitz thrusts his mic under my chin.

"I'm going to..." I glance at Keefe's way, he gestures if I need help. I nodded. "I'm going to sing." 

Most people, including Fitz, seems in interest. "What song?"

"I'm going to sing 'Head Above Waters'." I say, as Keefe made his way up the stage and whispers something to Fitz.

Fitz seems hesitant about Keefe's request, but nods. "And Keefe will be your pianist then." Fitz smiles, I grin thankfully.

Keefe brings an electric piano over to the stage, placing it behind Me. Fitz gave me his mic and says, "I'm sure you'll do great!" He whispers to my ear, which brought heat from my ears to my cheeks.

"Thanks." I say. Fitz leaps of the stage to join the audience.

I whip my head behind me and mouth, "Are you ready?" to Keefe, who seems to be in a daze. He shook his head into a nod.

I look forward, closing my eyes as I stretch my wings.

I'm sure this will be like the old times ... 

I gave cue  for Keefe to start.

My lips twitch. 

"I've gotta keep the calm before the storm" The crisp breeze from Keefe's piano, dances along my fluttering wings. 

"I don't want less, I don't want more..." 

~~~~ The Next Day~~~~  

Eyes pierce through my core, I guess this is the price of singing at famous people's parties; you'd be the talk of the day. One foot set on campus, applause would rumble though my ear drums. Some students offers high-five and fist-bumps.

"Wow! You're probably the greatest thing that happened to this school!" Linh skips along side me, as a shield from all the staring.

"Isn't that great." I mumble in a sarcastic tone. We made our way to my locker. To my surprise, my locker is decorated with red and gold roses, and once I open my locker, notes and chocolate showers down on my feet.

Linh squeals at the sight and helps her self with the sweats. 

"Woah, what do we have here." Keefe tease, picking up a velvet letter from the pile, held it up to the ceiling. "To a special someone with beautiful golden hair." Keefe reads, as I try to pry it out of his grasp. "From your secret admirer!" Keefe's eyes twinkle with mischief.

"Augh! Keefe!! They are not for you!"  I yell, still slightly embarrassed.

"What do you mean?" He shugs, "Aren't I, 'a special someone with beautiful golden hair'?" Keefe pretends to brush long hair behind his back, like from a shampoo commercial. Linh giggles with a mouth full of candy.

"Oh. My.Goodness. Keefe." I slap my palm on my forehead. "I swear one of these days your ego might just explode." I snatch the note from his grasp, and shoved it back into my locker with the rest of the letters and loots.

Keefe rolls his eyes. "I'm just proud of having amazing hair." He rand his fingers though his hair, I immediately tore my eyes from him, or my stubborn chest would do some sort of flips. "And you should be proud of winning last night." He adds. 

Linh nods in agreement.

Now that he mentions it, "Where's your girlfriend?" I ask. His face grows slightly shady.

"Um... Why?" His eye brow arches.

"We had a bet," Keefe's and Linh's eyes lights up, "and now, she's my errand girl for a week." I smirk, then quickly apologize to Keefe. He shrugs it off. 

"Now... where, is miss-little-sassy-pants..." Linh scavenge the hall, "Maybe she balling her eyes out in the bathroom?" 

"Sounds like her." Fitz pops out of nowhere near Keefe. Both of Keefe and Fitz bro-hug. Fitz glance at my locker, "Nice locker." he points at all the glitter. 

My face heats when Linh and Keefe comments, "She also have lots of LOVE letters." emphasising LOVE, adds more blood in my cheeks.

"You guys!" I warn with a fist. Fitz laughs along Keefe and linh.

RRRIIIINNNGGG!!!

"Welp, got to go to chemistry." Fitz waves and walks away. He quickly turns around and says "I think Biana is in the upsatairs washroom." Keefe and Fitz walk off together towards their class.

"Thanks." I call back. I turn to Linh, "We'll get her at break time." I wave her over to our math class.

Once again, more murmur occurs.

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"FOUND YOU!" 

Biana screams bloody murder, clinging onto her chest. Biana really is at the upstairs washroom, like Fitz said. Linh and I prompt ourselves over the stall wall, and there she is, miss-sassy-pants. Mascara trickling drown to her cheeks, he nose is as pink as her punch colour dangling clip on her hair. I actually a bit sad for her.

"What do you want?!" She croaks, her voice seems tired from weeping. Linh and I exchange an empathetic glance.

"You're my errand girl fro a week, remember?" I say, commandingly, "And I order you to... please clean yourself up." I shifted my voice, softly.

Biana peeks up, with a confuse face. Linh nods to Biana, as my back up.

The brunette girl sighs a whole mix of frustration and relief.

"Fine." Within a long stretch of silence, Biana finally mutters.

"But...." She gets onto her feat, she points to me and my bubbly friend. "no one can hear about me, being your errand girl. Or I'll deport you out of this country." She threats.

"Don't need to get all threatening, all of a sudden. Grey isn't a good colour on you." Linh tells her, "Only my brother can pull that off."

"If you really want me to clean myself, then get your head out of my stall." Biana hiss.

Minutes later, Biana's stall's door swung open, revealing, a gorgeous teenager. She transformed herself, as if nothing happened. Her brunette hair with waves after, waves after, waves, spilling over her shoulders, behind it dangles with grace. Her pink clip, clings on to locks of hair behind her left ear. Her cheeks is compact with make up. I guess it's a way to cover scars. 

Hide it with a pretentious mask.

"Wow. I think you over did yourself..." Linh observes. "How did you ever get your hair to curl without an iron in there? Or wait, unless ther-" 

"There is no straitening irons in there." Biana interrupts. "I'm simply born with obedient hair." She says, while teasing her hair, like she's fresh from a photo shoot.

"You know you'll be do errands, not flirt with boys along the hallways." I inform her.

"Why can't I do both?" She reach in to her skirt pocket, retrieving a flamingo colour lip gloss, and start drawing along her lips, giving hungry-fierce glares at her reflection on the mirror.

"But you already have a boyfriend!" Linh and I share the same infuriating glare at Biana.

"True. But, this way Keefe would get jealous. Then finally realize I'm the love of his dear life." She purrs, puckering her lips, sending blow kisses to her identical refection.

Linh hums skeptically, with an eyebrow arch, matching her tone.

"Make this quick. What's my errand." It wasn't a question, it was a command.

The plan is, to go easy on the first day, then go hard, on the last day. But it seems her ego almost matches Keefe's, then ...

"Errand #1. Get me a glass of water, from the cafeteria downstairs." I simply say.

Biana blew a, that's easy, breath. I chuckle darkly inside.

"Meet us at our chemistry class." Linh and I, skip out into the hallway, with satisfactory grins.

A/n: so how is it??