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group that was playing under a gazebo tucked into a small courtyard between the old brick buildings. There was a fountain and some benches scattered throughout the courtyard where small groups of people had gathered to listen to the rhythmic sounds that echoed down the quaint street. The gazebo was laced with white twinkling lights glowing against the hazy pink sky. Co mbined with the smell of cherry flavored confections and chocolate fudge, it painted the most romantic backdrop. (Sigh.) This was more than a girl could ask for. I snuggled closer to Nick, rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes in contentment when my romantic bubble burst.  

 
    Chapter 4
     
    “KANSAS! HEY, KANSAS!” I heard Brennan’s familiar voice calling out t he nickname he had given me, quickly bringing me out of my dreamy fantasy with Mr. Hotness. You see, if I didn’t mention it before, my mother is obsessed with the Wizard of Oz . That’s how my brother, Leo, and I got our names. Ruby, for the ruby slippers that Dorothy wore, and Leo, for the Cowardly Lion. Brennan got a kick out of teasing me about that (and any other lame Wizard of Oz reference he can come up with), so now he calls me Kansas. At least it’s better than Scooby, which is what Leo usually calls me. (As in Scooby Doo, the cartoon dog? Plus, it rhymes with Ruby, so how could he resist? Ugh. Boys. They are s ooo o dumb.)
    I straightened up and looked around to see Brennan and Anya coming up the sidewalk to greet us. Their walks were as different as their personalities. Brennan was kind of bounding down the sidewalk in his navy blue board shorts and white t-shirt , his jet-black was hair sticking up in every direction, and…Oh my gosh! Was he barefoot? Again?! That kid wore shoes less than I did. I hate wearing shoes (unless they’re my Converse) but even I wear them out in public. Besides, city streets and sidewalks are nasty.  Anya waved and was smiling brightly. She was wearing a short, white sundress and ballet slippers and seemed to be smooth ly floating down the sidewalk. Nick smiled , and Brennan tipped his chin up in acknowledgement at him, “ ‘Sup ?” I rolled my eyes. Boys and their dumb chin-nod. It’s like they’re too cool to smile or say, “Hello.”
    “Nice shoes, Brennan.” I smirked as I looked down at his dirty bare feet and raised my eyebrows at him.
    “Nice tornado-styled hair, Kansas. Is the wind-blown look in these days?” Brennan quipped back. I quickly reached up to smooth out my hair. It was a bit breezy. Shoot. I bet it got all messed up when Nick yanked me back from nearly getting run down by that stupid motorcycle. I was in such shock from that and then in such a romantic daze that I hadn’t even thought about how disheveled my appearance had probably become. I nervously glanced over to check out my reflection in a store window as Nick and Brennan shook hands and mumbled guy stuff to each other. Anya came over and gave me a quick hug. “You look perfect,” she assured me. I smiled gratefully in return.
    Well, so much for a romantic stroll around town with my hot boyfriend. We chatted with Anya and Brennan and listened to the jazz trio play.
    “So what are you guys doing tomorrow?” Anya asked.
    “Hanging out at the beach ‘til about lunch time, then we’re heading downtown with my parents for a day chock- fulla fun,” Nick answered somewhat sarcastically .
    “Do you guys wanna meet us at the beach tomorrow morning? We won’t really have any other time to hang out otherwise,” I suggested. After all, I loved hanging out with my friends. Even though I loved my time with Nick, I always felt happy when Anya and Brennan were around. Maybe it was their Fairy essence, or maybe it was because I had a little bit of that magic inside me now, but whatever the case, I seemed to enjoy their company more lately. Even Brennan didn’t seem as annoying as he always has been. I thought about how I actually kind of liked hanging around