Whitney looks on as Theresa and Ethan lie so close on the sand. “Oh,
                 Theresa. How did you get yourself into this mess? Now Ethan will probably
                 accuse you of battery or something.” Suddenly, a hand touches Whitney’s
                 shoulder. She looks up into the eyes of Noah Bennett, the handsome
                 19-year-old who attends a prestigious boarding school.
                 “Noah! Welcome home!” Whitney cries happily. She studies him for a minute.
                 “You look amazing! I didn’t think it was possible for you to get any more
                 handsome!”
                 Noah laughs happily. “You don’t look so bad yourself, Whit! How’s that best
                 friend of yours doing? What trouble is Theresa getting herself into lately?”
                 A sparkle appears in Noah’s eyes when he mentions Theresa’s name.
                 Whitney crinkles her brow slightly, noticing the look in Noah’s eyes.
                 “Theresa? Oh, she’s, you know…” Whitney looks over at Theresa and Ethan,
                 still frozen in the same compromising position. “At home! In fact, why don’t
                 we go pay her a visit? Come on,” Whitney says quickly, grabbing Noah’s arm
                 and steering him away from the scene on the beach.

                 ***

                 Theresa and Ethan stare deeply into each other’s eyes, licking their lips
                 nervously, neither pulling away. This is what I’ve always dreamed of,
                 Theresa thinks. Ethan breathes in shakily, and after what feels like an
                 eternity, leans in a little closer to brush his lips on Theresa’s mouth. She
                 touches his cheek with her hand, and he places a hand underneath her neck.
                 Theresa turns her head a little, and whispers, “I wasn’t stalking you,
                 Ethan. I was so nervous around you…because of the way I feel about you. I’ve
                 wanted to tell you for so long, but I never had the chance.”
                 A smile plays on Ethan’s lips. “Boy, am I glad I didn’t have you thrown in
                 jail,” he says playfully. He pulls Theresa to her feet, and holds her
                 tightly in his arms.
 
 

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