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[center][b]Zac WIlson[/b] | [b]Kelly Brown[/b][/center]
Friday night. For Zac and Kelly, that meant movie night at their apartment. This night, it was Kelly who was in control of the movie selection, which of course meant that Zac would have to endure another chick flick. But that what relationships were all about: compromises. And this time next week, it would be Zac’s turn to pick the movie and Kelly’s turn to suffer through a sport’s movie or whatever Zac would pick.

Curling up on their couch, the young metahuman couple proceeded to watch Kelly’s selection, accompanied by a bowl of popcorn. And even though Kelly was technically now taller than her boyfriend, she still laid in his arms. It was just what felt natural. When you have lived the majority of your life under the six foot mark, some habits just cannot be broken easily.

“I haven’t lost my appeal ever since I became taller than you, have I?” Kelly suddenly asked her boyfriend. This question took Zac by surprise. Kelly had been acting very strangely as of late, and this occurrence was no exception.

“What type of question is that?” Zac asked, turning his attention away from the movie.

“It’s just a question.”

“Well,” Zac began, trying to gather his words together so that he would not say anything stupid. “Of course you have not lost any of your appeal. Although I would be lying if I said that I did not wish to be the taller one in this relationship, I would bet that almost any guy would think that. You’re still my beautiful girlfriend.”

“And what about my wasp appearance?” 

“Kelly,” Zac said as he turned to his girlfriend, “I wouldn’t change anything about you, even though your DNA happens to be spliced with the one animal that scares me silly.”

Zac bent over and planted a quick kiss on Kelly’s cheek. When he sat back, he saw that Kelly’s mood seemed to have improved. He hoped that this would help Kelly get whatever that was causing her to act so strangely behind her.

“Could we pause the movie for a sec?” As soon as Zac had pressed the ‘pause’ button, Kelly immediately hopped from her spot on the couch and darted into their bathroom. While waiting for his girlfriend, Zac switched the input setting on their TV, changing the channel to ESPN. However, what was on that channel made him want to turn back to Kelly’s chick flick.

ESPN was milking the controversy that had surrounded ever since someone leaked some information that suggested that Zac might be a metahuman. While the ASC athletic program had at least convinced both the media and the NCAA investigation that Zac was not a metahuman, the most recent ‘development’, if one could call it that, was that Zac was now (or rather has been) taking MGH, or [b]M[/b]etahuman [b]G[/b[rowth [b]H[/b]ormones.

Zac knew that he was not a cheater or a fraud. Yes, Zac was a metahuman, but he never used his powers to benefit the team. Heck, it would be blatantly obvious if Zac was using his powers. The raptor tail alone would give him away. And he did not have a significant healing factor at all, so he could not heal faster than any of the other athletes. This whole mess was just a giant headache.

Zac flipped back to the paused movie. And he did so just in time, because he heard the backroom door open back up.

“Ready to start the movie back…” Zac began, but he cut himself off when he turned toward his girlfriend. Kelly had changed into her pink bathrobe. But that was not all that had changed. She had deactivated the power-nullifying wristband that clung to her arm. Her lips were glossed over with a dark yellow lipstick. And Zac could tell that his girlfriend had tried to apply some make-up that would complement her yellowish skin tone.

“Do you still think I look beautiful?” She asked her boyfriend as she took a seat next to him.

“Of course.” His trembling voice did not help Zac’s case at all. Nevertheless, Kelly began to lean towards her boyfriend. In response, Zac just took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips against Kelly’s. After a few moments, they parted their lips.

“Maybe we should hit the sack early tonight.” Kelly suggested to her boyfriend as she began to rise form the couch.

“I thought you really wanted to watch this movie? And it’s not even midnight yet. Isn’t it a little early for bed?”

“I think I know something we can do that we both would like better.” Her voice sounded more distant than the last time she spoke, since she had already started to head toward their bedroom.

“Okay. Just be warned that next week is my turn to select the movie.” Zac said as he pressed the ‘stop’ button on the remote controller. However, Zac didn’t heard a response, or rather he did not heard one from Kelly’s voice. Instead he only heard the bedroom door click.

When Zac peered over his shoulder toward their bedroom door, he realized that Kelly’s robe had been abandoned in front of their bedroom door. Then it dawned upon him: Kelly really did mean hitting the sack.

“I’m damned if I do and I’m damned if I don’t” Zac mumbled to himself. “Now I’m really between a rock and a hard place.”

The thing that bothered Zac the most was the conversation that he and Kelly had in Lost Haven about their living arrangement. Could Zac live with the consequences? But if he did not go, Zac assumed that Kelly would accuse him of lip service. Indeed, he was between a rock and a hard place. After a few moments pondering over what he should do, Zac finally rose from the couch, picked up his girlfriend’s discard robe, and entered their bedroom.