16

"I promise you, Mr. Vasilios. I don't love Amari like that. We are just best friends."

"Mmh, but you look at her like she is the moon and stars."

I laughed. "That's because she means a lot to me. We have been through so much together."

"Are you sure you don't like her as more than a friend?"

I shook my head. "Nope. She sees me as a friend. And by the way, I have a girlfriend."

"You're only fifteen boy. Isn't it too early to have a girlfriend?"

I was about to answer his question when Mrs. Vasilios angrily stomped out of the kitchen.

"Leave that boy alone, Vasilios! At his age, you were already on your third girlfriend."

"Do you want lasagna?"

I held my phone close to my ears as I tried to process what Zane was asking.

"Lasagna?" I repeated, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. Was he high on drugs?

"Yes. I made lasagna for dinner. I thought, maybe you would like some too."

I was left speechless. This is not the Zane I know.

"You...made dinner?" I asked questionably after I got my voice