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21) Finer than a frog hair split in four.

I pull my leg away quickly and pull down the pant leg before bolting up. "Take me home, right now." I demand with a quivering voice.

Ace is on his feet right in front of me. "No, come on, just talk to me. I want to know what the hell happened to you and why you're so...different."

I shake my head and grip my head on each side. "How? How? How did you even know? How did you find out? I'm so careful. How? Why? What? Oh no...no no no no." I'm going crazy, I think I'm having another panic attack or something.

Ace steps forward and slips his arms around me, pinning me to him. I try to pull away but he just holds on tighter. Knowing that there is no way I'm escaping his grip, I just melt into him, leaning into him embrace and laying my head on his chest. "How did you find out?"

He rests his chin on the top of my head and plays with my hair as he spresponds. "When you had your panic attack in the hall, I carried you to the nurse after you fainted. When the nurse was getting stuff to help you, I checked your leg, because that was what you were panicking about, and I saw something that was not flesh."

I look up at him, shocked. "You've known for that long and haven't said anything to me?"

He shakes his head.

"Who else did you tell?" I ask, calming down.

Ace pulls away and sits me onto the grass in front of him again, placing his hands on my knees. "I didn't tell anyone. I figured that you were hiding it for a reason, I wouldn't want someone spreading my secrets around either. I told no one, trust me."

I look him into the eyes then nod, deciding that he was telling the truth. "I got a cut and it got infected really badly, they had to amputate."

Ace nods and looks down at the grass. "I know that that's not all to the story, but I won't push you." He looks back into my eyes and then drops his eyes slightly to my lips before looking away to the right, where there was only forest.

I take his hands from my knees into my own hands and pull him toward me. Ace's eyes widen in surprise and he falls on top of me, so I am now laying on the grass with him hovering inches above me. I look up into his eyes and tilt my head to the side. "Do I always have to make the first move?" With that I crush my lips onto his, getting my first kiss.

Ace is stunned for a while before he returns the kiss, and let me tell you, he knows how to kiss. Good.

After a while realization strikes me. I'm kissing him. Kissing leads to dating, I can't date anyone. Dating leads to love, and I have no doubt that if I date Ace, I will fall in love with him. And love leads to all that other commitment stuff. Where people get closer and know stuff about each other. Where secrets are spilled, that cants happen.

I push Ace off of me and scramble backwards, hating myself for hating to be the one to pull away.

I hold my hand over my mouth and look at Ace with wide eyes. Ace just chuckles and shakes his head. "You are so confusing." He stands up and grabs my free hand, pulling me toward his motorcycle. "Come on, I'll take you home."

He pulls on his helmet and hands me the extra. Sliding onto the bike, he waits for me to join him. When I do, we're off, back the way we came.

At least I think so. I'm not paying any attention to where we are going, my mind preoccupied with worries as to what this would mean now.

Would I have to move again? So that I don't get close to anyone. Leaving behind Blue and Ace....will I?

I like it here. I found my signature coffee and a hang out, I found a best friend and a potential boyfriend. I like this house and this town and....I like it here, I don't want to move. Not again.

I just won't tell mom, if I don't tell mom, she won't know and won't be able to tell Mr. Brunt. No one will ever know. I'll just date him in secret.

No, I don't even know if he wants to date me. And if he did, dating him in secret would make him think that I don't like him enough to actually publicly date. He would think that I'm ashamed to date him.

I groan and rest my head on Ace's back again, my brain hurting from overthinking.

"You good back there Luna?" He asks.

And that just makes me hurt even more. He's sweet and yet...he doesn't even know my real name.

"Finer than a frog hair split in four." I tell him, trying to sound honest.

Ace chuckles that attractive chuckle of his and keeps driving up my diriveway.

I slip off the motorcycle and remove my helmet, placing it on the back seat of the bike. "Thank you Ace, that was...thank you."

Ace smiles. "That's the first time you've called me by my first name." He points out.

I nod and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Have a nice night, I'll see you tomorrow." I walk toward the front door and scoop up my backpack as I walk into the house. I run to the window and look out from between the curtain and the wall.

Ace is getting onto his motorcycle, revving it up and looking at the house one more time before driving away.

"Where were you?" Asks my mom from the kitchen.

I go to her, leaving my backpack at the foot of the stairs, and greet her. "Hi mom, I was just out with a friend, I know I was gone longer than usual, sorry." I grab a bottle of juice from the refrigerator and go upstairs with my backpack, falling onto my bead and staring up at the ceiling numbly.

What have I gotten myself into?