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a friend?
    “It was extremely long,” he answered easily. “Hanging out with you is the highlight of my day. Is that lame?”
    I laughed. “Not lame. I would actually agree with you.” I paused before adding, “I don't have a lot of friends.” Or any, actually, I added silently.
    “ I don't really either. I mean, I have friends that I play football with, and I'm friends with my roommate, but it's not the same,” he said. “I like you, Roxy. You're... different.”
    The conversation had turned to me, which made me feel awkward, so I changed the subject. “Both my mom and dad are coming on Friday. It's been almost 2 weeks since they've seen me, which is some sort of record, so they're going to spend all day here.”
    “Can I meet them?” he asked suddenly.
    At first, I thought his question was weird. But then I thought about how happy Steve and Emily would be to see that I had made a friend, so I agreed. It was a great idea. “Yeah! You should come eat lunch with us. Steve will talk football with you the whole time, but they'll like you.”
    “ I actually just meant meet them at the game...” he cut off. “But going to lunch sounds fun too.”
    I felt my face flush. “You don't have to. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have expected that of you. It's just I'm new at this...”
    He cut me off. “I'd love to eat lunch with your family.”
    I sighed. “Ok, but it's fine if you change your mind. My family can be overzealous when it comes to me. I'll also be sure to tell Steve to try to keep the football talk to a minimum.”
    He laughed. “So why do you call your dad Steve?”
    The question was normal, but I wasn't expecting it, and I definitely wasn't sure how to answer it. I couldn't avoid it either. I looked nothing like my parents. I have a natural tan year round, dark brown hair, and green eyes. My parents both have pale skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. It's pretty obvious that I'm not their biological child. I figured I should just answer and get it over with. There are lots of adopted children in the world. Nothing strange about that.
    “ I'm adopted,” I finally answered.
    “ What happened to your parents?” Another normal question that I wasn't expecting.
    “ I never knew my dad. I don't even know if he knows I exist.” I paused, looking him in the eyes. “And remember the whole horror story thing I was telling you about?”
    He nodded.
    “Well, maybe one day I will tell you about my mom, but not now.” Truthfully, I'd probably never tell him about my mom. My story was too dark, too twisted, to tell anybody. He surely wouldn't want to be my friend if I told him the truth. Not that I could blame him.
    I could see curiosity in his eyes, but he didn't push. For that I was grateful.
    “I should probably go to bed.”
    “ Can I walk you to your room?” he asked.
    I felt overwhelmed by my emotions at that moment. He was offering to walk me to my door. It was such a nice gesture that I wasn't at all expecting. Unable to trust my voice, I nodded.
    Aiden Dixon was turning out to be even nicer than I thought.
     
    AIDEN
    That night, I laid awake, staring at my ceiling. Roxy Gibson was doing strange things to my heart, and I was starting to question my judgment.
    I was here for one reason, and one reason only... To get an education. My family was going to come first. I had to get my siblings out of that trailer. I had to give my overworked, and underpaid mom a well deserved break. She was working herself to death, literally. I had to keep my priorities straight. I wasn't going to let a girl, even one as beautiful as Roxy, distract me.
    What was I thinking? Agreeing to go to lunch with her on Friday? Ugh... I know what I was thinking. One look into her smoky green eyes, and my heart was a goner. I was falling fast for her, and it was a problem.
    My roommate, Gary, came back around midnight.
    “What's up?” he asked, flopping down on his bed.
    “ Not much. I just can't sleep,” I answered.
    “ Are you coming