Chapter 50 I was born smart

Rachel's POV

"What do you want to know about me?" Ethan asked coughing awkwardly. Sincerely there had been alot of awkward moments today, of just few minutes ago, he was comparing himself to the garden, and I've caught him staring at me several times already.

Could he be that he likes me?

Na... I shook my head, he can't like me.

I just got divorced to a man I've been married to before just three years, plus he caught me trying to jump off a bridge to end my life. I'm like a broken project that he probably wants to fix, and for that I'm more than grateful already..

Now back to his question what do I want to know about him?

I placed my hands under my chin as I began to think.

I already had most of the questions I wanted to ask him jotted down, but should I just start asking like that? It would seem pretty rude, so I began with a simple question.

"How old are you?" I asked looking back at Ethan who had a surprise and amused look. It was like he was expecting something more difficult... Well that was coming soon, this is just a warm up.

"You're asking for my age?" He asked with amusement. I rolled my eyes at the boyish grin that grew on his lips.

Back when we're in highschool, we were both in the same class but anyone could tell he was older than the class... One of the oldest in the class, another reason I bullied him.

It was embarrassing for me that an older kid with nerdy glass would just come from nowhere and take my first spot.

"Yeah... You said I could ask you any question, so answer it. Plus you were way older than ir grade back then in school." I answered resting my back on the chair and looking at his face.

"I turned 27 few months ago". Ethan answered crossing his legs on each other.

Yes... I knew it.

That was the reason why he was much smarter than me, he was almost three years older than the class.

My lips hooked up in a smile.

"Happy late birthday." I said with a small smile dancing on ny lips.

"What are you smiling at?" Ethan asked when he noticed.

"Oh nothing... "I shook my head, hiding my smile. "Just about the fact that if we were the same age I would have beaten you in class."

Ethan scoffed, and my smile froze on my face.

What did he mean by that?

"Wait, do you think you would've been first in class if we were the same age?" I asked with slight anger.

Ethan nodded almost immediately. "I don't think, I know." He answered with a shrug which annoyed me.

"You..."

"I was in my last year of high school already before I transferred to your school, but the school didn't accept new students directly to twelve grade, so allowed myself get demoted back to tenth."

My mouth opened in shock.

He was demoted?

Was this good news or a bad one?

"So you already knew all most of the things they taught us already, that's the reason why you were so smart." I muttered out loud.

Maybe if I was demoted too...

No Rachel, don't think that way. Think forward not backward. I scolded myself.

"That's not exactly the reasons, I was born smart."

Narcissist! I clicked my tongue on the roof of my mouth before shaking my head.

And way he said that with such a straight face... It was annoying.

"Seriously, I most of the questions I failed back in school were on purpose so you'll at least almost reach me." He continued earning a glare from me.

Couldn't this guy keep his mouth shut!

And he failed on purpose... Who in hell would believe that?

"Ok... Okay, let's drop it, you claim you were born smart, which I don't believe, but we're going to leave it there because I'm not ready to argue with you." I said putting out my hand to stop him when I noticed he was about to say more. If he said any more downgrading thing to me, whether he knows how annoying it was or not, I would forget about manners and beat the jerk down. So since that would be impossible, it was best to just change the topic.

" Next question, why did you leave school?"

Ethan looked away from me after I asked. My stomach sank in guilt.

I was right again, he must have left because of me and Marina.

"Ethan... Was it because of me? Or what Marina did to you the week you left? Or..."

"No." He said abruptly interrupting my long list of reasons why he must have left.

No?

If not, why did he leave?

"I only to the school because my parents had an argument, which lead to a separation and my mum took me with her, while my dad took my sister. Since my mum didn't have much funds, she moved us back to New York where she came from. I left because my dad reached out to apologize, and my mum gave in." He explained slwoly looking down at his hands.

There was something about his voice as he mentioned his dad, it sounded sad. Almost like he didn't want his mother to forgive his father.

Did the man die?

Or is he dead?

"Er... Is your dad dead?" I asked with an incredulous look. Ethan snapped his head towards me with a scowl on his perfect face.

"No, he's not." He answered the scowl still on his face.

Is he me or does he not sound happy mentioning that his father was still alive, does he want his old man to die?

I was about to ask, before I realized that I had no reason to know that. That was his personal feelings, I was only here to know more about him, not his feelings towards his family.

I coughed to dismiss the awkward silence before reaching into my bad to bring out my little notebook where I jotted down alk the questions I wanted to ask.

"So, Ethan, are you and Hannah like... Twins?" I asked remembering what I had noted yesterday night.

Ethan nodded. "We are."

When they stood apart, they looked nothing alike, but after seeing the way they were together yesterday, I took notes of some stuffs.

One, they were almost the same height, okay maybe not almost, but Hannah was also really tall.

Ethan was tall, and muscular, even a woman like myself who has long slender legs could only reach his neck. While Hannah was at his ears.

Second, they had the same eyes... Something I noticed when I first saw Hannah and her son, Jake.

Wait... Jake, so is he like Jake's uncle?

If they were twins, which Ethan just confirmed they were, Hannah would be also 27, but Jake was seven years. Could it be that she had him when she was 19?

"What are you thinking so much about?" I heard Ethan ask.

I looked up to see him, and I noticed that he had shifted in his seat and now he was closer to me, looking at me with concern.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked again, but I barely heard him, my gaze stuck at his lips watching them as the opened and close simultaneously as he was talking.

God, Rachel... What is wrong with you?