you're a mystery

"I don't know how you eat raw salmon straight," Leo scrunched up his noes as he watched Annie eat.

She shrugged, "I'm not a picky eater. I thought you said you like sushi."

"I do!" He retorted. "But raw salmon, alone, not in sushi or anything... that's a no."

Annie chuckled softly, "It's not that bad."

"Or maybe you're just not a picky eater," he grinned.

Annie's lips twirled up in a grin, "Or that."

"I want to know more about you, Annie Halden," Leo leaned forward a bit, propping his elbows up on the table and resting his chin on his folded hands. "You're a mystery."

Annie quirked an eyebrow, "What do you want to know, Leo Smith?"

Leo grinned, "First kiss."

Annie's eyebrows shot up. "Okay..." she shifted in her seat a little. "14, freshman year. I was volunteering at a summer camp for kids. One of the other volunteers, same age as me. His name was Frankie Fisker. Terrible kisser."

Leo's eyes were lit up with amusement. "Frankie Fisker, although a terrible kisser is a lucky man."

Anni