"Are you sure we should be doing this Wally?" I asked KF as we were sneaking into an alley-way. It was about Midnight so no one would see we've left...Hopefully.

"Yes! Lighten up Artemis," He replied.

"I am light," I demand back at him, my face glaring into his eyes. Which are so hard to resist. We crawl behind a yellow dumpster, making it impossible for me not to see him. We were, like, two inches away from each other!

My position was not comfortable. At all. My right hand was twisted and stuck behind my back. My left hand was stuck under my butt! And my back was as twisted up as a Pretzel...In a Taffy Puller. Don't even get me started on my legs. Like, seriously. Don't.

"Well this isn't too comfortable now is it?" KF asked me, as he was more twisted up than I was.

"No kidding," I reply, "At least it keeps us safe from the others. I would die if they found out we were dating.

"What's that's supposed to mean?"

"Nothing! I mean..." I struggle for an answer. "You know. Like..." I trailed off, hoping that he would understand.

"I understand," Wally finally spoke up, a couple seconds later. "But I just hate how we have to come here to be in private. A stinking dumpster!" He wiggled his way out of the tight space, leaving me alone.

I did as he did, and got out. "Wally I-" But I stopped, as I saw that someone else was here, talking to KF I couldn't make out who it was, because their voice was in a whisper, and (hello) it was dark!

"Just taking a walk," Wally replied to the figure. I'm pretty sure it asked why he was here...alone. the voice now was a little louder, so I could make out their conversation.

"Well you should be at home, sleeping," the shadow said. I still couldn't tell who it was, all I know is that it was someone we knew.

"Your right. Sorry Aqua Lad," Wally spoke. So it was Aqua Lad! Well I still better not come out, or me and Wally would both be in trouble. KF came back to me after Aqua Lad had left; his body disappearing around the corner.

"Well that was a close one," he finally said as we just awkwardly started at one another.

"Too close," I responded, still shaking from A) The fact that we were almost caught, and B) The fact that it was negative one-billion degrees! "We should be getting home."

"I guess," He said, "Same time tomorrow?"

I was thinking of whether or not to answer that question. If I say yes, Wally might get caught again, then he'd be in really big trouble. But if I say no, then he might get angry or something. I decide to go with my instincts.

"Ye-" But my voice was cut off by something. A backdoor started opening from a local bar in the Alley. Me and Wally dive behind that Dumpster again, looking for who's there.

"Who is it?" I whisper to Wally. But he just shooshes me. I move my position, into a half standing-half sitting one. I finally see who's there. Two guys, about my age. One of them has a bag in his hands, the other has some money.

"Get down!" KF screams at me. But I don't listen. I tilt my ear to get a good listen. But I can't hear anything, as the talking has stopped. The guys with the bag, gave the guy with the money the bag, and vise-versa.

The guys with the (now) money was walking this way. I quickly hide again, not wanting to be seen. But then, I still peek my head out, to see who it is.

"Who is it?" Wally asks me in a whisper. But I don't answer him, for I do not even want to know the answer. I already know who it is. That face, that body shape, it's so obvious.

Superboy.