"I will make more next time." Mrs Armstrong promised, stifling back a laugh.

"Why do you even have a six-seater table?" I asked both of her parents before taking another drink of my lemonade.

Mrs Armstrong grinned as she confessed "We always knew you were both going to bring boyfriends back and here we are."

I almost spat out my drink.

I had to put my hand over my mouth so that the soda did not spray all over Stone and make him look like a wet dog.

I then second guessed myself and reconsidered spitting it out.

Before I could shut down her comment about Stone and me, Lana corrected with a nervous smile "Brennan and I are not a couple."

"Yet." Brennan added with a wink in her direction.

Her parents matched his ear-to-ear smile while I thought I was going to puke up all my food from the flirting going on.

Mr Armstrong decided to change the topic of conversation "How was school today, girls?"

"It was good." Lana replied.

"Ella?"

"Awful." I declared, sending a secret smile towards Stone before putting on a sad voice while telling them "This new guy in my English class likes to insult me. He made fun of my hair and my height."

Stone sat back in his chair and homed in on me with interested like he could not wait for what I was going to say next.

Mrs Armstrong appeared shocked when she uttered "And you did not punch him?"

"I wanted to." I answered her but I never took my gaze off the amused giant "I just couldn't reach."

After we all finished our food, Lana's mom stood up from the table and started to collect the plates. Lana and I got up to help her with the dishes, but she shook her head quickly.

"Your mother and I will clean up." Mr Armstrong insisted to his daughter.

"Lana, go and show Brennan the garden. Spend some quality time together." Mrs Armstrong suggested commandingly before adding "Ella and Stone can go and sit on the sofa."

I gaped at the back of Mrs Armstrong's head as she and her husband went through to the kitchen, leaving us all standing there silently.

"Is that okay?" Lana turned to me and asked.

"I am perfectly fine with getting left with the wicker man." I told her before looking up towards Stone "I can handle him."

Brennan barked a laugh before he asked, "What is a wicker man?"

"The Druids, the enemy of the Romans, had this humongous statue of a man. They believed that they had to set the wicker man on fire and hand it—" I started to explain but I got interrupted by the wicker man himself.

"Human sacrifices." Stone finished off for me with a grunt.

"It is a very clever reference if you understand it." I explained, "Stone is large and he looks like he wants to kill everyone around him."

I was not used to people getting my references. I usually had to explain the joke or the point I was making. I had become accustomed to laughing on my own at my jokes and nerdy comments.