Terri in her official Flare costume
Here’s my real girlfriend. Her name’s Teresa Katrina Feran. But everyone just calls her Terri. She’s super-sexy hot. For some reason, she and mom don’t get along all that well. But back when I was six, I was head over heels for her, and asked her to marry me, which she thought was really cute. What she told me was, after I turned eighteen, if I still wanted to marry her, and she wasn’t married to anyone else by then, she’d be happy to do it.
So I’m gonna hold her to that. My eighteenth birthday’s only a little over a couple of years away. After that, assuming she doesn’t get married to someone else in the meantime, she’s gonna be Terri Jensen, and I’m gonna be married to the smartest, most beautiful girl in the entire world.
I gotta figure, even though Terri’s had a few boyfriends in the meantime, the reason she hasn’t gotten married is ’cause she is waitin’ for me.
The honeymoon’s gonna be great.
Anyways, Terri’s not only a superhero in her identity as FLARE, she’s also a famous international supermodel. You maybe seen her a few years back, doin’ commercials for Sergio Klein jeans. She doesn’t do very much of that any more. She has plenty of money now, and doesn’t need to do the supermodel thing. But she does still do the superhero stuff, using her photokinetic powers to stop bad guys.
I figure, after we’re married, she’ll wanna settle down and concentrate on raising a family. But we’ll see. Whatever Terri wants is okay by me.
Incidentally, my little brother Jimmy has a huge crush on Terri’s little sister Olga. So maybe there’ll be somethin’ there, too.
–Will
