I grabbed onto Claire’s back and pulled her closer to me as I smacked my lips onto hers. I could feel the smile being formed beneath my lips before her tongue swooped in between my teeth and settled in my mouth. I laughed and we sunk further into each other’s arms, the rest of the world fading away. I grabbed onto her shoulders knowing what had to be done had to be done and there was no more pushing it off. I moved my hands from her back and up to her shoulders before giving her a gentle push backward. At first her fingers dug beneath my shirt not wanting to break apart but than when she saw the look in my eyes she pulled back.

“What?”

“I have something to tell you.” I said. My voice had confidence. If I thought that Claire was in love with me now wait till she found out I was a superhero with super speed and strength. I would blow her world over. There was nothing to be nervous about and pushing off this moment had been pointless, this was every girls dream.

“I’m falcon.”

“Huh?” Claire’s eyebrows drew up in confusion. “Gregory?”

“You heard me. I’m falcon, bringer of justice and hero of earth!” I put my hand on my waist to strike my famous superhero pose but Claire only doubled over in laughter.

“You, Gregory Smith who can’t even open up a pickle jar is the falcon? sorry baby but that’s too much!” She belly shook with laughter and a tear slipped down her cheek.

“I’m not kidding!” I protested “watch” In a swift movement I was across the park grabbing a bike off the floor and back with it in one hand. Than I proceeded to bend the metal bike in half until it was completely folded over.

“See!! Now do you believe me? You have a superhero boyfriend!” I smiled. I leaned in to kiss Claire knowing she would be so excited. I had saved the world on several occasions. But her lips never touched mine.

“WHAT?!” She screamed. “Who are you?”

“Claire? It’s me Gregory” I said confused.

“No! No! See Gregory wouldn’t lie to me!! But you’re no Gregory, and you’re no falcon, you a coward. A big phony!”

“Claire!” What was happening? She was backing up, there was fear in her eyes, this wasn’t supposed to go this way.

“Your not the man I fell in love with! Your a liar!” She cried. She looked down at the bike with disgust. “This is all a lie. And I want nothing to do with it.” Than she was backing up more and more with terror and confusion.

I tried to grab her hand but she pulled them away it out of my grip.

“Claire?”

“Your no hero. I don’t know you.” Than she turned and ran. I stood there in silence watching her back fleeing in the distance. What just happened?