Whoa! I smell something fishy here, I'd have to ask her about it later...

Hannah and I go back to the garden once they leave, each one of us holding a glass of apple juice.

"So, what's with you and Leroy?" I constantly asked once we were away from them.

Hannah almost chokes on her drink, blushing yet again before she answers, "He's just a friend."

"Yeah, sure. I bet that's why you were blushing back then and even now."

Her eyes widened at that and her hand shot up to her warm cheeks.

Hah! Gotcha!

"Ugh! Fine!" She groans when I perk an eyebrow at her silence. "I... kinda...