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freakishly strong.” Added Aiden.
    “ I am freakishly strong and I will exercise that strength on your face. Comprende?”
    “ Understood.” Ethan agreed hastily.
    I simply shook my head. “Are you done?”
    “ Yes. You may go.”
    I grinned. “I love you.”
    “ And I love you too. Have fun!”
    I squeezed Ethan’s hand then pushed him slightly to get him going before Abigail started up again. There was a reason she was my best friend. She would never let anything happen to me if she could help it.
    We walked a little bit before either one of us spoke. “Is she still staring at us?” Asked Ethan.
    I shot a glance over my shoulder and started laughing. “Yes.”
    “ That woman frightens me.” He admitted.
    “ Shut up Ethan.” I shoved him playfully. “You have to excuse my friends. They can be a little...overzealous at times.”
    “ You know, she only has your best interest at heart.” He added.
    “ Yeah, I know. That’s why we’re best friends.” I liked being close to him. Not in a sexual way or anything like that, but rather, I just seemed at ease around him. Comfortable. That’s the best way I could describe it.
    “ So how old are you?” He asked.
    “ Seventeen. Same as my brother. He’s only older then me by a couple of minutes.”
    “ Twins? Fraternal?”
    I squeezed my boobs. “Well we sure aren’t identical.”
    “ No, no. It’s just that, I didn’t notice. I couldn’t tell.” Corrected Ethan.
    “ It’s okay. Most people can't.” I grabbed his hand again. I love the way his skin felt. Like chilled silk.
    “ So tell me something about yourself.” I wanted to know everything about him. Every detail. It was something more than just his beauty that attracted me to him. Although, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as beautiful as him.
    “ Oh God!” I exclaimed suddenly. “Hide me!”
    I pulled him close, turning his body somewhat as I did, my arms wrapped around his waist, my face pressed up against his chest.
    “ Wait a minute, what’s going on?” Ethan was more than a little dumbfounded.
    It was hard to concentrate being this close to him. He smelled like honeysuckle and tangerines. His body was hard like stone, like he spent every working hour in the gym, yet he wasn’t overly muscle bound, just profoundly chiseled, like someone had breathed life into a Michelangelo statue.
    “ Just hide me.” I whispered.
    Ethan tentatively placed his arms around me and we faded into the crowd, just another couple in a lovers embrace.
    “ Not that I’m complaining.” He began, hugging me a little tighter then I expected. “But what’s going on?”
    “ Over there.” I whispered.
    “ Over where?” Ethan went to turn.
    “ No, no, don’t look!”
    He froze where he was. “Uh...okay?”
    I couldn’t help but giggle. “It’s Mr. Woodrow.”
    “ Sure, I’ll bite.” He said. “Who’s Mr. Woodrow?”
    “ Oh, just my Assistant Principle. Who theoretically, is supposed to be on medical leave for fracturing his foot during last week’s Pep Rally, but is actually over there…I said don’t look!”
    “ Sorry.”
    “ That’s him alright.” I continued. “Eating a corn dog with some girl who is sooo obviously not his wife.”
    Ethan just burst out in man chuckles. “Well, he is wearing a cast.”
    “ Really?” I was totally skeptic of that statement.
    “ Yes, I can unmistakably see it from here.” Ethan had begun to play with the tips of my hair, twirling them between his fingers. “Someone’s drawn a ninja turtle on it.”
    “ Ugh...I told you not to look!”
    “ And that woman he’s with is clearly twelve years old.”
    “ How can you tell that?” I peeked around his shoulder.
    “ Because he’s yelling at that gentlemen for checking out his daughters butt and I quote: She’s clearly twelve years old !”
    “ Well, that’s ungentlemanly like!”
    “ Indeed.”
    “ Wait...you’ve got like, Superman hearing.” I commented.
    “ I can also leap tall