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This time, the sound was unmistakable. Someone was definitely throwing rocks at her window. She had dreamed of this moment all of her life. A handsome man declaring his love by damaging her parent’s property. Every young girl’s dream. She slowly walked over to the window, ensuring her hair and clothes looked good with every step she took. She drew the curtains back, opened the window, and looked out into the warm summer night.

“Sarah, I love you so much!” A young man yelled from below, he held a bouquet of flowers in one hand and pebbles in the other.

“You’ve got to be kidding...,'' she said under her breath. She yelled back, “Yeah, there’s no Sarah here, you’ve got the wrong house.”

“Shit,” the young man muttered quietly. She could hear the defeat in his voice as he let the pebbles fall to the ground. After a moment, he yelled back up, “So, do you happen to know where Sarah li---” Before he could finish, Celine closed the window and fell backward with the intention of falling onto her bed. She instead missed and slammed right into the floor, almost knocking the wind out of herself. The upstairs room thundered with the sound of over a hundred pounds crashing to the ground.

“What the hell was that?” Javier, her father called from downstairs. There was a hint of concern in his voice, but mostly anger for interrupting whatever important thing he was doing.

“Gravity check. No worries, it’s still there.” Celine yelled back, hoping to hear a laugh. Instead, she heard an audible sigh.

“Could you be a bit quieter when conducting your experiments next time?” Her father hollered back.

“Will do.” She saluted the air even though no one was there to witness the action. This joking banter was her favorite part of her relationship with her dad. He was hilarious and she inherited it from him. She inherited her clumsiness from her other dad, Robert. Even though Robert wasn’t related to Celine, she liked to think that she had aspects of both of her favorite men in her life. Just as Celine was getting back to homework, she heard the front door open.

“Javi, are you aware that there is a boy with a bouquet of flowers wandering around our yard?” Robert asked, keeping the door cracked.

Celine heard the table creak as Javier stood up. “I’ll get the hose.”

“No, no, no! What if he’s here for our darling daughter?” Robert objected, trying his hardest to not let love die.

Celine walked to the edge of the stairs, peered over the edge of the banister, and yelled down, “He’s looking for a girl named Sarah, hose him”.

With that, she heard Javier run through the open door with Robert in tow. She could hear both her dads laughing hysterically as the boy’s yelps quickly vanished into the night. She heard Javier outside yell, “Ten points for Gryffindor!” to which Robert replied with, “Don’t even bitch, you know you’re Hufflepuff!” Celine then heard Robert shriek because Javier began spraying his Ravenclaw ass with the icy hose water.

Celine’s life was not normal, but boy, did she love it.