you're at Sophie's.

Tyler's got that same stupid grin on his face every time he'd run in and flush the toilet while you were showering at summer camp. Once, he swiped your towel so when you jumped out everyone saw you naked.

You elbow him in the side as he starts laughing. "Fuck you man!"

He had felt really bad for the towel thing, and gave you his desert for over a week after. He did punch that guy who called you "screech owl." You're glad that didn't catch on as nickname.

"You shoulda seen yourself." Tyler shuts his eyes and starts panting heavily, wiggling his shoulder and grabs his junk.

You climb out of the car in a huff and almost land flat on your face. You hadn't been prepared for how high it was off of the ground. It hadn't occurred to you to pay attention, but you're about 7 or 8 inches shorter than before. You recover, but not gracefully.

He jumps out after you, and chases you around the car.

"I'm just messing with you, babe. This is really weird for me too." He grabs your wrist and spins you around. Tyler is looking kind of serious now. You haven't seen him like this in a while. He takes a deep breath.

"Look Alex, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while.