"You mean the conversation we had weeks ago?" I asked while laughing at her face "No, you lovesick idiot. He is meaning Ten Things I Hate About You is a Shakespeare inspired movie."

Brennan had stopped singing so he could lean over his desk and tell her "Don't worry. I am not pulling a Heath Ledger as you called it. Not yet anyway. I will have to until I am on a football field."

"You don't play football so I am safe." She laughed nervously.

I side glanced Brennan while begging "Please don't. You singing those two lines were enough. My ears still have not recovered."

Mr Dankworth was looking over in our direction as he called "Is everything okay over there?"

"Yes, Mr Dankworth." I replied for all of us "We were talking about how Ten Things I Hate About You is a Taming of the Shrew retelling"

"Very good, the four of you." He praised before returning to his lesson.

"Talking about romance films, they are doing a showing of The Notebook at the drive-in cinema at Greenway Park tonight. " Lana mentioned before she purposed, "I think we should all go."

Brennan agreed and surprisingly so did Stone.

"Wait. Why do we have to go?" I motioned to myself and then Lurch behind me "It kind of sounds like a date. Don't you two want some alone time?"

Lana shook her head "Brennan and I have been out a lot lately and I miss hanging out with you."

They had been out a lot. It had been a month since we met the two of them at the pier and Lana had been on a few dates with Brennan. On those few dates, he always disappeared without an explanation before nine o'clock.

Sometimes Lana and I would make up theories about them being special agents that only worked at night. My theory was that they were some sort of night-ninjas.

Stone had become a permanent fixture in my life. More accurately a permanent pain in my ass. It was hard to think of a time when I did not trade insults with him every two minutes.

"You have to come, Ella." Lana pleaded before she whispered, "You love The Notebook."

"Fine." I bit out, not commenting on my love for that movie "I will go."

"Don't forget the tissues." Stone's gruff voice tickled my neck, and he leaned forward and teased me.

"I have never cried at that movie!" I lied as I glared at him over my shoulder "How do you even remember that conversation? It was ages ago."

He ignored my question and swiftly moved on by taunting in his deep voice "Just be careful. I heard water melts the wicked witch of the west."

"I have green hair. Not green skin," I pointed out before turning around and glaring at him "But you are going to have blue skin in a minute when I strangle the air out of your lungs, Ponyboy."