Her giggles told him she was teasing. ‘Come on, how many?’ He prodded her with a finger to the ribs. ‘Ow! Don’t, that hurts!’ She blurted li...ke a child might. ‘Answer me, come on, how many?’ ‘Four! At least I think it was four, could it have been more?’ ‘I don’t know,’ John replied, ‘You’re the one having them, shouldn’t you be counting? Or at least have an idea?’ ‘Okay, it was four,’ she giggled, and gave him her winningest smile. ‘But I seem to have an easy time coming with you,’ Amy sighed,. What did that mean?”She blushed and paused, a long pause, trying to find words, obviously.“I…always…liked…you, Mike. I always thought you were a cool dude. I was attracted to you. When you left Beacon, I didn’t think we’d ever talk again. I know we kept in Facebook touch for a bit, but that faded as it would. Once that happened, I told the story about this guy I really liked but felt like he was unattainable. Not into me, whatever.”Now it was my turn to pause.“Wow, I had no idea. I mean, I know. Melissa stayed on the couch with the blankets pulled up to her chin as the sound of the wind increased outside. The television showed a huge mass of red storm cells moving towards the area where Melissa knew she was staying. Fearfully, she stared at the screen while Dave finished his preparations. “I’m finished. The place is all buttoned up,” Dave said. He looked at Melissa, taking in her white-knuckled grasp on the blankets she huddled under. “Are you ok?” “No,” Melissa whispered, her voice. "Is anyone home?" I closed the door behind me, kicked off my shoes and took off my coat. I walked through to the living room. I was glad to have the house to myself for once, normally my brother would be sat in front of the t.v. hogging the remote, or my mum would be pestering me about some chore I hadn't done yet. It was basically winter outside so I decided to go take a shower so I could relax in my p.js and watch t.v all nice and cosy afterwards. I ran up stairs, grabbed a towel, and started.