So Saturday is the big dance. All the girls from Saint Catherine's come over and we, well, dance. By that time, Xoi should be attending Saint Catherine's, and she begged me to go. Normally, I wouldn't even consider it--dancing with girls is not my thing--but a friend's got to do what a friend has got to do.

Adam and the Four Lords spent Tuesday's club meeting playing video games. I was getting pretty good too.

Later yesterday evening, Hans and Frans confronted Neil and me in the common room. Edmund was studying at the next table, and Taki was pretending to work. They sat down on one of the squishy couches.

"The other day," Hans began.

"We were making out with some German girls." Frans finished.

"They were twins." Hans added.

If I didn't look extremely awkward, then I hid it well.

"Well, over the break I had ample time to flirt with wealthy young women." Edmund replied, looking up from his work. "Though I'd have rather seen that maid again."

"Do tell." The twins said concurrently.

I had to censor the story out. Edmund had omitted no details.

Then Taki told a story about one of his past female friends, and Neil talked about a girl who had been head over heels for him. (Not surprising, because he has great abs.) Then they all turned to me.

"So, Ethan..." Hans began, a cruel smile on his lips.

Frans continued, "Have you ever kissed a girl?"

I felt myself blush. The twins exchanged looks that made them resemble a two headed snake.

"I don't think he has." Frans said mockingly.

"Neither do I." Hans replied in the same tone. He pulled out a cell phone and handed it to his brother.

Frans dialed a number from memory and spoke into the receiver. "We have a problem, sweetheart." He said to the person on the other end. "I have a friend here with virgin lips. Could you do us a favor and send a girl over to--"

"I do not have virgin lips." I argued.

Frans hit the end button. "Really?"

Now I was busted. I couldn't very well tell them that my 'kiss virginity' had been taken by a guy. I wasn't gay or anything.

"Have you kissed somebody?" Neil stretched his hands over his head, like he was tired. "Or are you lying to us?"

Damn him. I thought. "Sure, I have." I said aloud. "Loads of times."

"Well, then." Edmund said. "You must be an expert on it."

"Pretty much." I lied. "I'm a great kisser."

Evil smiles widened around me. Oh no. I thought. I considered hiding in a ditch until I died, but then the bell rang, saving me quite literally. I breathed a sigh of relief and skipped the next period.