Chapter 9

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Once everyone left it was just me and Marie laying in bed. 

"Wow." Marie stated. 

"Wow, what?"

 "I am getting married Ray this is a big thing. I am not sure I'm ready for this." 

"You are. It's going to be great Marie. Marrying the man of your dreams and Momma G here to see it." 

"Yeah. True." 

"Soo how are things with your boyfriend."

 "He's not my boyfriend we have only been on one date!" I can't believe people alright think we are a "thing." One date doesn't make it a relationship.

"Okay whatever you say." Marie chooed. 

"Besides I don't even know if he likes me." I pointed out. 

"He does, just trust me on that." 

"Okay." 

"Goodnight Renae." 

"Goodnight Marie."

***

"Okay, what's your favorite color?" Ethan asks me.

"Um I have to go with purple." 

"Fine choice." I laugh as Ethan and I are walking down to Chick-ful-a after class.

"Okay what's your favorite color?" I ask. 

"Green." 

"What's your favorite movie?"

 "Wayne's World." I can't help myself so I burst out laughing. 

"What's so laugh?" 

"I love that movie!" 

"Yeah it is the best!"

 Ethan shines bright green eyes at me. We finally sit down at a table in Chick-ful-a. Ethan is in his wheelchair today. I love it when he is in his wheelchair because sometimes on his crutches I can see he is in pain.

"Okay what's your dream job?" Ethan ask while eating his fries. 

"Umm, be a full time artist living in Paris."

 "That's what you should do then!" 

I sigh.

 "What?" Ethan looks confused.

 "Well I just.. can't." I rub my hands on my legs, it always upsets me talking about a dream that I know will never come true.

"My parents would kill me if I did that." 

"Who cares?" I glare at him, he thinks it's soo simple. 

"It's not that simple." 

"Okay." We drop the subject.

 "What's your dream job?"

 "To be a full time writer."

 "What do you love to write about?" 

"You." When he says that I was so shocked I sip out my drink on him then Ethan burst out laughing. 

"I am so sorry!" I grab napkins to clean up his face.

 "It's okay." Ethan is still laughing I can't help but smile.

 "For the record, we have only been on one date." I pointed out as I drink my diet coke. 

True but I hope to change that." Ethan winks and I roll my eyes.

"You doing anything this weekend?" Ethan asks as we walk outside. 

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