Keefiana

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== Part One ==
Biana was trying to tell herself that she didn't like Keefe anymore. I mean, he liked Sophie, so what was the point?
There was no point.
It was a stupid, hopeless crush.
Right? Right...
Biana was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard a knock on her door. She looked up and saw her dad there. "Hey, Dad."
"Hey, kiddo. Keefe is here to see you."
Keefe? Here? At her house?
She stood from her bed, walking out of her room. She peeked down the stairs, and sure enough, he was there. Talking to Fitz. She was glad he and Fitz were friends. He often came over. But this time, he was here to see her. She gulped and walked down the stairs.
Keefe looked up. "Biana," he started, "I gotta talk to you..."
"About what?"
He looked at Fitz. "Can we talk privately?"
"Sure..."
She lead him to Alden's office, where she would often take one of her friends to have a private conversation.
"So... I like Sophie..."
Biana tried not to cringe. "I know."
"I... don't know how to talk to girls..."
Biana almost choked. "What? And you want me to... show you how?"
"Yeah. I mean, you're a girl."
Wow. Just wow. 
This was going to be an interesting week.
== Part Two ==
Biana sighed. "Well, first of all, you have to understand a girl's emotions--"
"I'm an Empath."
Then how come you don't understand my emotions!? she wanted to scream. "That's not good enough, Keefe."
"Why not? I know everything about Foster!"
Biana snorted. "No, you don't."
"And... you won't tell Fitz about this, will you?"
"No. Of course not. It's not like you're gonna kiss her."
Keefe stayed silent.
"Keefe, don't kiss her."
"Okay."
Keefe took a deep breath. Then he knocked on the door. It flew open. Grady was standing there.
Oh no.
"Hi, Grady. Can I see Sophie?"
Grady made a face. "Well--"
"Of course you can," Edaline interrupted. "She's in her room!"
Grady gave her a look. "Edaline--"
Keefe hurried upstairs before Grady could finish. "Hey, Gigantor," he greeted Sandor by Sophie's room.
Sandor heaved a squeaky sigh. "Hello, Mr. Sencen."
Keefe smiled and walked into Sophie's room.
Keefe frowned and walked out.
No.
That hadn't just happened, had it?
He replayed the memory in his head. 
"Foster--"
"Keefe, I'm sorry. I don't like you like that." Sophie calmly told him. "But we can still be friends, right?"
"I..." Keefe was in shock. Turned down? Keefe Sencen?
He... wasn't used to that.
"Keefe?"
"Y-yeah, Sophie... we can be friends..."
"Great!" She hugged him.
No.
That hadn't just happened...
He refused to believe it.
== Part Three ==
"So... what did she say?"
"She turned me down."
"Wh-- Really?"
"Yes."
Biana was shocked. She didn't know any girls other than Sophie Foster that would turn down Keefe Sencen. Sophie must really like her brother.
Which meant Keefe was open... to Biana
Biana sighed. How could she be thinking about that right now? Keefe was obviously hurt... She leaned forward and hugged Keefe.
Keefe hugged her back, taking in the smell of her perfume. Biana always seemed to make everything better. With glitter and hugs.
It was strange how willing she'd been to help him. Did Biana still have a crush on him? No... that probably wasn't it.
But now, Keefe didn't have Sophie. He thought for sure she felt the same way! Hugging Biana, he was sensing her emotions.
Dang.
She did still like him.
He blushed and pulled away. "Biana..."
"What?"
"I... Thanks for trying to help."
"No problem."
"No, it was a problem. I know you still like me..."
Biana suddenly teared up. "I'm sorry... I know it's stupid--"
"Biana, it's not stupid."
"Yes, it is--"
He cut her off with a kiss.
Biana's eyes went wide.
== Part Four ==
Biana pulled away and stared at him.
"You... kissed me..."
Keefe blushed. "I did."
Was kissing Keefe bad? Was this a good thing? Could they finally be together?
Alden knocked on the door. "Keefe, your father just hailed me. And he doesn't sound happy."
Keefe sighed, "He never sounds happy."
Alden gave him a sympathetic pat on the back as he walked out the door. Then Alden sat by Biana. "So, what did Keefe want to talk to you about?"
"He likes me," Biana blurted.
Alden raised his eyebrows. "Hm. I see. Listen, sweety, I know Keefe is a particularly good-looking boy--"
"Dad," she groaned, "do we really have to have this talk right now?"
"Yes! Before you go around kissing boys, we need to have this conversation."
Biana blushed.
"Wait. Did you kiss him?"
"Well, he kissed me--"
"What!? Are you saying that I let him walk out that door without me knowing...? Okay, here's the deal. We're bringing Keefe back here, so we can have I can have this talk with both of you."
Biana hid her face in her hands. "Dad, you don't need to--"
"Yes! I do! You are my daughter, and if you're going to date that boy, we need to have this talk."
Biana sighed heavily, her face red. "Don't say anything embarrassing."
"I have to be a little embarrassing. That's my job. As your loving, caring, and very embarrassing father."
Biana smiled. "You are a great dad..." She hugged him.
Alden smiled. "Thanks, kiddo..."
"But you're still embarrassing."
"I know."
== Part Five ==
Dex sighed. He wanted to tell Biana how he felt, but he didn't know how to say it. He messed up with Sophie, and he wanted to get it right this time. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Biana's room.
She quickly answered. "Hey, Dex!"
Dex smiled. "Biana, I want to tell you something."
"What?"
He took a deep breath. "I... I like you."
"Oh." Biana's face paled. "Dex, I..." She was at a loss for words.
He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
"I... I don't like you, Dex. I mean, as a friend. But... not like that. I-I'm sorry."
Dex blinked. "Oh... It's because you still like Keefe?"
"Um, actually, Keefe and I--"
Keefe, on cue, came into the room. "Biana! I got you FLOWERS- Oh, hi, Dex."
"Wh-" Dex stared at Keefe. "You're dating Keefe!?" He could hardly believe it! Keefe liked Sophie!
"Yeah, sorry about that, Diznee. Were you flirting with her?"
Dex didn't say anything. He just walked out. 
"Oh, he WAS flirting with you, wasn't he? Well... now I feel bad... but I still got you flowers!" He held up the flowers, smiling broadly.
She smiled back. "Aw, Keefe, how sweet of you!" She took the huge bouquet of purple flowers he was holding, sniffing them. "Wow. I love them!"
Keefe's eyes brightened. "I'm glad, because there's more where that came from."
He was going to be getting her gifts more often? She almost squealed. She could hardly believe that she was dating Keefe Sencen! 
Fitz came into the room. "Hey, um, Dad wants to talk to you. Both." She could tell by Fitz's smirk that there was no way to get out of this.
Keefe looked a little pale. "A-already? What did I do?"
"Nothing, Keefe," Biana assured. "He just wants to give us The Talk."
Keefe groaned.
== Part Six ==
The Talk was a whole hour of Alden completely humiliating Biana and Keefe.
Keefe sighed. "That was excruciating."
"I know. He's so embarrassing..."
"Hey, your dad is way better than mine."
She teared up and hugged him. "We can share."
Keefe gulped and hugged her back. "Do you really think Alden would want to do that?"
"Yes. He knows how harsh Cassius is."
=== ~Flashback~ ===
Keefe was nine years old. "Dad! Dad! Look! I made you a picture!"
He held up the picture he made proudly. 
Cassius glanced at it. "Yes, that's... very nice."
Keefe's face fell. "Well. Do you want it?"
"Put it by my door, and I'll look at it later."
"Okay..." Keefe ran down the hall to Cassius's room.
"No running in the house!" his father called.
Keefe rolled his eyes, but slowed down. He went to place the picture by his door, but paused. He stared at the pile of pictures by the door. Months worth of papers that he gave Cassius, that he never looked at it. Keefe felt tears burn in his eyes as he set his picture on the pile, sniffling. He sat down by the door, looking through the pictures. His shoulders slumped a little more with every picture he flipped through. He roughly wiped his eyes and hurried to his mom's room.
Gisela looked up, hiding a scroll behind her back. "Hi, Keefe."
"Mommy? Does... does Dad like my drawings?"
"You know what? It doesn't matter what he thinks, because I think they're lovely. You're a very special person, Keefe. Don't ever forget that. You're going to change the world someday."
His eyes brightened. "Really?"
"Yes."
=== ~End Flashback~ ===
Biana was still hugging Keefe. "You're an amazing person, Keefe. Don't let your dad keep you from that."
Keefe swept the hair off her forehead and whispered, "Thanks, Biana."
== Part Seven ==
"So, you're dating Keefe now?" asked Linh.
"Yep."
"Is he nice?"
"He's amazing!" Biana gushed.
Linh giggled. "Where is he taking you for your date tonight?"
"How did you know about that?"
"Marella told me," said Linh, sweeping her silver hair out of her face.
Biana sighed. "Figures. Well, I don't know. He said it was a surprise."
Linh clapped enthusiastically. "Surprises are the best!"
"I bet he's gonna be super romantic," she said, sighing dreamily.
Keefe took a deep breath. First date. Don't screw this up. Cassius stopped him just as he was about to go out the door, and straightened his cape.
"It's choking me! Jeez, it doesn't have to be pinned that tight!"
"You need to look presentable, Keefe."
"Yeah, well, I also need to breathe," he fired back. Cassius sighed heavily.
There was a knock on the door. Keefe brightened, and threw the door open. "Biana--"
He cut himself and stared at her. She looked... wow. Her wavy hair tumbled down her shoulders, which were bare. The dress she was wearing was sleeveless, and the colour of it matched her eyes perfectly. There were traces of gold on the front, and she wore a blue crystal necklace.
He froze.
She smiled. "Are you ready to go?"
"Uh. You look incredible."
She flushed pink and smiled. "Thank you. And you look as handsome as ever." She took his hand, glancing at Lord Cassius nervously. He had one of those oily fake smiles that made Biana nervous.
Keefe was noticeably blushing as they leapt away.
Keefe and Biana dated, and eventually got married. They both lived happily ever after.
== ~The End~ ==