third grade.� �I can see why you like it so much here,� Sebastian said to Alexander. �The people are really genuine. And cute.� Becky turned as red as the bottle of ketchup she was reaching for. She squeezed it over her fries but then left them untouched. �So, Alexander,� I said, taking over. �Now we know what we do all day. What do you do?� Alexander sat up as we waited for his response. �I spend it thinking about you, of course.� After stuffing our faces with burgers and chocolate malts, Alexander gallantly paid Dixie and we headed for the parking lot. We escorted Becky to her truck underneath a star-filled night sky. �It was great meeting you, Sebastian.� She opened her arms to give him a friendly hug. Alexander cleared his throat when Sebastian squeezed her a bit too long.�When will I have the pleasure of seeing you again?� Sebastian asked. Clearly, Sebastian didn�t want our visit to end. Becky twisted her hair and shrugged her shoulders. She gave me a quick hug, hopped into her truck, and rolled down the window. �Good night, Raven,� she said. �I�ll talk to you tomorrow. Good night, Alexander.� We watched and waved as Becky drove out of the parking lot and down the street. �So now what do you want to do?� I asked. �Hang out at the cemetery again?� �I guess we should be dropping you off,� Alexander said. �Me? But the night is so young,� I moaned. Alexander put his arm around me and we headed for the Mustang, but Sebastian continued to stare in the direction Becky had just driven. �What�s up?� Alexander asked him, tripping him out of his trance. Sebastian was silent. �Hello�. Are you in there?� Alexander prompted again. �Is something wrong?� �I don�t know,� Sebastian said. �I�ve never felt like this before.� �Are you sick?� I wondered. �I think�I�m in love,� Sebastian announced, as if it was just occurring to him. �With who?� I asked. �Dixie?� �I can see why you like it here, dude,� he said to Alexander. �You found your soul mate, and now I�ve found mine.� �Who are you talking about?� Alexander asked. �Becky.� I laughed. But then I could see that Sebastian was dead serious. �She has a boyfriend,� I said. �She does?� �Yes,� I said emphatically. �Of course she does. Someone as pretty as her. But does that matter�in the long run?� Sebastian mused. �It matters. Besides, she�s not really your type.� �AB negative? I like all kinds.� Sebastian didn�t seem to be joking, but Alexander broke a smile. �It�s not funny,� I said. �I think it�s time to go�� �I�m not laughing,� Sebastian said. �It aches in here,� he said, pointing to his heart. �That�s not love, that�s indigestion,� I said. �Hatsy�s is known for it.� �I can�t shake it.� �We can stop at the pharmacy and get you some Rolaids,� I offered. Sebastian faced me intently. �This isn�t heartburn. Don�t you see?� �All right,� Alexander said, putting his hands on Sebastian�s shoulders. �It�s time we head out.� �Did you see how into me she was?� Sebastian asked. �Asking me all sorts of questions?� �She was just being polite,� I told him. �I like that. Most girls I meet are into themselves. Can you give me her number?� �Her number?� I asked, alarmed. �But she already has a boyfriend!� �Something I can overlook. For now.� �I really don�t think�� �One cannot dodge Cupid�s arrow,� Sebastian proclaimed. I rolled my eyes. �Cupid isn�t the only one with an arrow.� I scowled. Alexander rubbed my neck. �It�s okay. He�s just playing.� We got into the Mustang, and as Sebastian drove me home, the ghostly duo boisterously sang to tunes blasted from his speakers. I pretended to not be disturbed by Sebastian�s off-key singing or his sudden proclamation. Sebastian waited in the car while Alexander escorted me up the front