Meanwhile, Luke and Charity walked into the house together. Kevin was shuffling around in the refrigerator. "What's up, you two?" he asked.
"Nothing," they said.
Luke noticed that Charity wasn't all "stay away from my man" or threatened by anyone. Kevin looked at them. "You sure?" he asked. "You two are touching in that boyfriend/girlfriend way."
Charity and Luke looked at each other. Luke had his arms around Charity's waist and she had laid her head back onto his chest. "Something wrong with that?" Charity asked.
"You two, do know you're living in the same house, right?"
"Yeah," they said.
"So?" Charity asked.
"You're not suppose to move in with each other so soon, duh!" he exclaimed. He wheeled himself around and went into the living room.
"Does he have a problem with that or something?" Charity asked.
Luke shrugged. "Who knows," he said. He dropped his arms from around her waist and she turned and looked at him.
"What?" he asked.
"Why is someone like you dating someone like me?" she asked.
"What?" he asked. "Nerd meets punk?"
"Yeah," she said.
"Did you just call me a nerd?"
"You said it not me."
"So, you were thinking it."
"How do you know what I was thinking?" she asked.
"I'm a psychic."
They laughed and Luke pulled her close and kissed her on the lips. "Get a room, you two," Kevin teased as he came into the kitchen. "I knew there was something about you guys."
"Anyone home?" Helen asked.
"I am," Kevin said.
"Just you?"
"No, the rabbits are in here, too."
"The what?" Helen asked, walking into the kitchen and throwing her keys down onto the counter.
Charity and Luke backed away from each other and walked to the table. "We have chem homework," Luke said.
"Yeah, whatever," Kevin replied.
Charity grabbed her backpack and threw Kevin a look and he smiled. (AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm thinking about Jason's smile right now and I'm trying not to drool. *drools all over keyboard* Oh man!) Charity turned and walked upstairs after Luke.
Helen looked at Kevin, questionably. He shook his head. "Never mind," he replied. He wheeled out of the room and to his bedroom where he started to type on an article.
