Can I Be Your Superman

Friends and Dates

After the whole incident with Ian, Ethan had dragged me to his Jeep, made me get into the passenger’s seat, and drove off to some ice cream place. The whole car ride was filled with music coming out of Ethan’s speakers. I sat in my seat fidgeting, playing with the seatbelt, and stealing glances at Ethan’s face which had dropped from the mocking smile to an emotionless mask. I wanted to ask him if he was alright but I was too scared so I just sat back and listen to the music.

Once I was tuned in with the music I realized that a song I actually knew was playing through the speakers. I hummed along to Black Cat by Mayday Parade while I bobbed my head to the music. I saw Ethan steal a few glances at me in the corner of my eye so in an attempt to make him smile I tried to belt out the chorus of the song. It didn’t come out as loud as I would have liked but I think he realized what I was trying to so he started to sing along to the song as well. By the second verse we were both singing and nodding our heads. I was happy that I got that smile back on his face the one that she liked.

By the third song they had pulled into the parking lot of Cold Stone’s Creamery. When I saw it I was bouncing in my seat with excitement. I have been her probably only once in my whole life. I went with my mom when I was younger after my piano competition that I had won.

Ethan and I both got out of the car and started walking towards the place. While we were walking I kept feeling Ethan’s hand brush against mine. It made me slightly nervous but it’s not like I hated it so I didn’t attempt to move my hand away. As we walked in Ethan had grabbed a hold of my hand. The complete time we were in line I was blushing and trying to look anywhere but at him. Ethan ordered us a Cookie Minster. It had my favorite ice cream, mint chocolate chip with double stuffed Oreos, and fudge covering it. It looked like a lot so I saw why he only ordered one. We sat down in the corner of the store; Ethan pulled his chair up next to mine still lightly gripping my hand giving me the choice to pull it away whenever I wanted. I continued holding his hand and dug into the ice cream shyly.

“So” Ethan started “Who was that guy?” I knew exactly who he was talking about but I really didn’t want to talk about it. So I didn’t answer and started to shift the Oreo out of the way of the ice cream I wanted to scoop.

“Was he really your boyfriend?” I felt Ethan’s hand start to slip out of my grasp so I gripped it tightly not wanting to lose the warmth and shook my head vigorously. I didn’t want him to misunderstand so I finally answered back awkwardly that is.

“No, that was Ian he my friend I guess.” I said slowly almost testing the words out on my tongue. I didn’t want to take bad about someone so I went with the safe choice. I also didn’t want Ethan to know that I’m picked on at school. So I tried to cover it up with the best lie I could think of.

“He just didn’t know who you were so he was worried I think.” I looked up at him and saw him shake his head I don’t think he bought it but he didn’t look like he was going to push it either.

“Well, tell your friend to chill his nuts because he sounded like a psychotic possessive boyfriend.” He sneered when he said friend. I knew he was upset by the whole thing and didn’t believe me when I said he was my friend but I’m happy he dropped it.

“I didn’t know you liked Mayday Parade.” Ethan stated, almost asked me. I nodded my head. My friend from back home introduced me to them and ever since then I have gone out of my way to buy their CDs. Eventually our conversation slowly came into the topic of music. I learned he listened to mostly screamo and rock but would sometimes listen to other things. I let him know I had no idea what screamo was and told him that I liked everything even some country because sometimes there can be a good country song out there. The conversation ended with him promising to let me borrow his iPod or some CDs someday.