Ethan smiles in greeting as you greet him. You’re a waitress at the diner him and his friends to to a lot.

He’s a Avonley Prep boy, a prissy private school student. The Avonley Boys are known around your little town as either pricks, or royalty.

Your family is full of Psychics, who have told you your entire life that if you kiss your true love. He’ll die.

“Table for four?” He grins his Private School Boy grin, it doesn’t charm you much.