Ten years later-

Keefe-

I can't deal with my girlfriend right now. Keefe thought miserably. Sure Biana was a nice girl... but he saw her everyyy dayyyy for hoursssss at a timeeeee and it was getting olddd!

And also he felt pressured. Obviously Bi was waiting for him to crack the question, since they HAD been dating for 3 years.

Ugh do I have to.

Keefe managed to creak one eye open and peak nervously outside the door of his room. No-one was there. Good. Ever since his parents had gotten a divorce, Lord Cassius spent most of his time at his beach house, and his mom...

Well he wasn't sure what mother dearest did anymore now that she had been freed miraculously of the burden of Keefe.

Poor parents, Keefe thought bitterly, got a son with near perfect grades, and the best hair in the lost cities and yet they still can't be happy.

His imparter rang in his ear and he yelped and jumped up from bed, yelling, "OK OK IM UP!" Fumbling with the tiny screen, he clicked the answer button and the face of Jensi loomed up, nose up. Keefe smirked and said, "Hey Jensi, wassup." Jensi grinned and started telling him a story waving his arms around like a maniac and Keefe just couldn't stop laughing at his ridiculous friend.

"SO YEAH!!- Keefe-did-you-even-listen-to ANYTHING I-just-said????" Jensi breathed, exasperated when Keefe shook his head. "OK, wellllllllllll, to cut it short, IM DATING MARUCA!!"

Keefe smiled running his hand through his hair. "Thats great for you Jensi!" Keefe looked at the time and muttered a quick reason why he had to go and clicked off the imparter.

After fixing his hair, (which took muck less then usual considering he had just spent a lot of time talking to Jensi... only ONE hour making sure his hair was perfect, he was getting much quicker!) he messaged Biana that he would be at her apartment in one hour, and set off through the long glass corridors of Candleshade, his prison for most of his life.

"Hellooooooooo" he yelled as loud as he could, waiting for the echo to come.

"Keefe is that youuu?" The echo replied back.

Keefe choked on his mallow melt.