<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #4080FF">"Of course."</span> The words shot out of her before she had a chance to stop them. Alannah was surprised to find that she really meant it. It was just so simple. Of course she wanted him here, of course they were more than friends. She began to swing their hands back and forth through the water as Dimitri had done earlier. <span style="color: #4080FF">"I'm still young, Dimitri, but I haven't really evah - evah liked someone so instinctively as I like ya."</span><br/><br/>It seemed like he had decided to stay with her until she had to get up. Alannah felt bad for him. She had nothing to offer and nothing to show him but sand. A sudden idea struck her, then. Her face lit up with excitement, and she tore her hands away from him and clasped them together. <span style="color: #4080FF">"It's night,"</span> she said. <span style="color: #4080FF">"C'mon, let's swim furthah out!"</span> She grabbed his hand and gave him a wide, expectant smile. "Hang on tight!" With a firm grip on him, she shot away from Boston and further out in the Atlantic.<br/><br/>She slowed after a few kilometers and began a steady climb upward. She wiped her soaked hair away from her cheeks as they broke the surface. It was dead quiet. This far out, the lights from Boston were still visible, but more importantly, so was the clear night sky. The moon hid its face shyly behind a few thin clouds that hastened onwards. The moon was not what mattered to Alannah right now, though. It was the stars. Millions and millions of them littered the pitch black veil of night. Alannah pointed unnecessarily. <span style="color: #4080FF">"Look,"</span> she whispered in awe. The stars, normally rendered completely invisible in the bright city, represented something utterly magical to Alannah, and to share this with Dimitri made it ten times better.</div>