"Why do you put on a fake smile?" She asked me again. I scratch my neck again, "I... um.... I try to hide things..." "Like what?" Suffering. Pain. "What happens in my life..." wow I've never felt so open with anyone else ever... not even Steve. "What happens at home?" She asks worried "It's not like what you're thinking..." I assure her "It's just the fact that my brothers are always fighting. It's like they're in a tug of war And I'm the rope ya know?" She nods and hugs me. I hug back and she smiles and so do I. I smile a real smile. It feels good. I think I'm in love.