  &quot;Are you seriously taking me on a date dressed like this?&quot; Ethan asked again.
  &quot;Yes, Ethan. I know you're not happy with this right now but trust me, this is going to be a good date. We're going to do a lot of things.&quot;
  &quot;Like what?&quot;
  I rolled my eyes. &quot;Should I spoil it for you? No I'm not going to do that.&quot;
  Ethan looked down at his old clothes that I had told him to put on. He had on a faded worn out blue T-shirt and sweatpants that he no longer used.
  I led him into the garden.
  &quot;Are we having a picnic in the garden?&quot;
  &quot;No. Today were going to find you a new hobby.&quot;
  &quot;For me? But I do have a hobby. I like to write.&quot;
  &quot;But do you ever do that? No. You want to do that when you'll be old and when you'll have a lot of time on your hands. But that's not okay. You need to have a hobby now as well. Don't wo

  &quot;Yeah, I'll do that. So this is not it? You don't enjoy drawing and panting? Nothing in the art department?&quot;
  He shook his head. &quot;I suck at this.&quot;
  &quot;It doesn't matter. You just have to enjoy it. Besides we always keep improving.&quot;
  &quot;No, I don't really enjoy this. It feels like a task.&quot;
  I nodded and took out the page from my back pocket in which I had listed down all the things we were going to do today. I crossed off origami and painting and rounded gardening because it was a strong contender for his hobby.
  The next thing on the list was cooking which we had already done but will do it again because it was almost time for lunch and I wanted us to make lunch for everyone today.
  We got started in the kitchen and after two hours, we were finished. Only my dad and mom would be the judges for our cooking. I wished Keith was here to taste the d

  I licked my lips, trying to concentrate. &quot;My point is that they are definitely hiding something from everyone. Did Heather ever mention anything about Olivia to you?&quot;
  &quot;No. But why wouldn't she tell you? You two are a lot closer that she is to me.&quot;
  &quot;I don't know.&quot;
  We fell into a silence although both our minds were in chaos over what could possibly be wrong with Olivia Rivera.
  &quot;Have you ever considered the possibility that maybe...they are seeing each other?&quot;
  &quot;Really? I don't think so. I don't think Olivia is into girls. She's always dated boys.&quot;
  &quot;She might be bisexual. Heather also dated and slept with men all this time because she was forcing herself to like men because of her mother.&quot;
  &quot;That could be a possibility. Oh my God, why didn't Olivia tell me?&quot;
  &quot;She must be have been worried over how yo

&quot;Are you seriously taking me on a date dressed like this?&quot; Ethan asked again.
  &quot;Yes, Ethan. I know you're not happy with this right now but trust me, this is going to be a good date. We're going to do a lot of things.&quot;
  &quot;Like what?&quot;
  I rolled my eyes. &quot;Should I spoil it for you? No I'm not going to do that.&quot;
  Ethan looked down at his old clothes that I had told him to put on. He had on a faded worn out blue T-shirt and sweatpants that he no longer used.
  I led him into the garden.
  &quot;Are we having a picnic in the garden?&quot;
  &quot;No. Today were going to find you a new hobby.&quot;
  &quot;For me? But I do have a hobby. I like to write.&quot;
  &quot;But do you ever do that? No. You want to do that when you'll be old and when you'll have a lot of time on your hands. But that's not okay. You need to have a hobby now as well. Don't worry. We'll find something you'll enjoy that also won't be time consuming.&quot;
  &quot;But 

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