straw. �We do girlie things,� I answered for her. �Talk, gossip, and talk some more.� �Do you like cemeteries?� he asked. �Me?� She shook her head vehemently. �Was Alexander in his attic room painting like he is now?� I asked. �Uh�yes. He always was working on some masterpiece. But he rarely showed me. He kept them hidden in an armoire in his room. Do you paint or draw?� he asked Becky. �No�I�m not an artist.� �Did you guys go clubbing?� I asked Sebastian. �Sure, sometimes. Do you like to go out, Becky?� �Uh�me?� �Alexander,� I said, clearing my throat. �I left something in the car. Can we go get it?� �Uh�sure,� my boyfriend replied. Sebastian reached into his back pocket and handed Alexander his keys. Once Alexander and I were outside Hatsy�s, I stopped. �The car is over there,� Alexander said. �I didn�t forget anything. I wanted to talk to you.� Alexander was perplexed. �What do you want to talk about?� �What is going on with Sebastian?��What do you mean?� �I�m trying to have a conversation with him and all he wants to do is talk to Becky.� �He doesn�t mean anything by it. He�s just being polite.� �Does he think we were fixing him up?� I asked. �I don�t think so.� �Well, he needs to back off. Don�t you see the way he�s staring at her? He�s hitting on her.� �I think you might be overthinking it,� Alexander said soothingly. �Did he ask me one question?� I charged. Alexander paused. �Is that what this is about? That he�s not paying attention to you?� he asked sweetly. �He doesn�t always have the best manners. I do try to tell him�.� �No�I don�t care that he doesn�t ask me.� But perhaps it did bother me. Maybe I was getting wrapped up in his attention toward Becky. Maybe I was oversensitive to his advances since they were not directed toward me. I felt like a heel, accusing Alexander�s friend of preying on Becky. �Okay, okay. I guess I�m just being overprotective of Becky, like you are of me.� When we returned, Sebastian was holding Becky�s hand and reading her palm. �This is your life line�and this is your love line.� He was seductively tracing her lines with his finger. �Very strong indeed.� �See?� I whispered to Alexander. �Now I�ll show you mine.� He scooted closer to her and held out his palm. Becky giggled uncontrollably. She glanced at a long line running through his hand. She had a quizzical look on her face. �Wow�your life line seems to go on forever.� Now Alexander wasn�t pleased with Sebastian�s flirting. �How about you tell them about the time you drove your Mustang through the cemetery and it almost fell into an empty grave,� Alexander prompted his friend, taking charge of the situation. Just then Dixie arrived with a tray full of food. Sebastian tore into his burger while Becky picked at her fries. I could tell she wanted to say something to Sebastian. Normally, Becky was painfully shy, but with Sebastian�s playful attitude toward her, she was loosening up. �What do you and Alexander do all day while we go to school?� she asked suddenly. Sebastian was pleased with her interest. �Sleep.� �You sleep all day? I can�t imagine not getting up when the sun rises.� �Well, I stay up all night.� �Like Raven? She has insomnia. She�d sleep all day and go to school at night if she could.� �Or not go to school at all,� I chimed in. They laughed, but I was serious. �You are so different from other girls I meet,� Sebastian said. Becky slunk down. �I know�I�ve never been to Europe or even New York.� �No�I mean that as a compliment,� he continued. Becky lit up. She wasn�t used to being paid so much attention by a good-looking stranger. �Yes, Becky�s the greatest,� I praised. �Not like those other girls in school who are obsessed with everything Gucci. We�ve been friends since the