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top. My mom looked back at me. Her dark brown hair was up in a loose bun and she was wearing a colorful plaid pencil skirt and blue button-down shirt. I saw Connor Shale check out her butt and just knew what he was thinking: Hot librarian. Made me want to gag. But she had been working out a lot for the wedding and even I’d noticed she was looking prettier than ever lately.
    “Everything okay, hon?” she asked.
    My eyes flicked to where the guys were standing. Jake hadn’t noticed us yet.
    “Yeah. I guess I just feel a little old to be walking into school with my mommy.”
    She smiled and tilted her head. “So I guess no kiss for luck, then?”
    I smirked. My mom had never been one for humiliating public displays of affection.
    “Not this year,” I joked back.
    “Shucks. And I even wore my new red lipstick for the occasion.”
    “Hilarious Mom. Hi larious,” I said.
    “Have a good day, Ally,” she replied with a wry smile. Then she turned and walked inside, pretending she didn’t notice Connor practically falling over for a better look.
    With a deep breath I approached Jake. I could feel the junior girls watching me. I wondered how many people knew Jake andI were together. I wondered if they cared. Then Jake turned and saw me, and nothing those people knew or thought or believed mattered.
    He was completely beautiful and I was in love with him and he was mine. Whatever happened over the summer was in the past. Right now, this minute, he was mine.
    I walked right up to him, slipped my arms around his neck, and gave him a long, firm kiss, pressing away the images of his body against Chloe’s. Every inch of me relaxed and I felt like we were the only two people there. Everyone else faded into gray. That was when I knew for sure that I had made the right decision—that I was doing the right thing.
    Jake broke away first. By that time, his friends were catcalling and laughing. Over his shoulder I saw Hammond roll his eyes and storm inside. I forced myself not to check for Chloe’s reaction.
    “What are you … I mean, are you … okay?” Jake whispered to me.
    “Dude! Can you do that again?” Trevor Stein crowed. His brown hair was spiky, like he’d just stuck his finger in an electrical socket, and he wore a bright surfer tee over shorts. He tugged his phone out of one of the pockets and pointed it at us. “I want to get it on video.”
    “Do it with tongue this time!” his twin brother, Todd, added. He wore a similar T-shirt, but his hair was tamed, flopping over his forehead and making him look like a puppy dog.
    As was often the best tactic with the Idiot Twins, I ignored them.
    “Can I talk to you for a second? Alone?” I asked Jake.
    “Definitely.” He took my hand and flicked Trevor on the forehead as he led me away.
    “Ow!” Trevor whined. Then he turned around and flicked Todd the exact same way. Before we’d gotten five yards toward the corner, the two of them were wrestling on the ground and everyone was gathering to cheer.
    Welcome to Orchard Hill High.
    Jake tugged me around the corner and laid another kiss on me. This one was slow and deep and definitely involved tongue. My brain started to filter in images of Chloe, but I pushed them back and repeated three words to myself.
    I love him. I love him. I love him.
    When we finally came up for air, Jake hugged me close for a second and I listened to his heart pounding beneath the soft cotton of his navy-and-white striped T-shirt. By the way he was deliberately slowing his breathing, I could tell he was relieved. He stroked my hair down my back and I smiled slightly, relishing the moment.
    “So you’re not mad anymore?” he asked finally.
    I leaned back so I could see him. “No. Not mad.” It was a lie, but a white lie. I felt less mad this morning, which gave me hope that I’d feel even less mad tomorrow morning. I bunched up a bit of his shirt, then let it go and smoothed it out over his stomach. “I thought about it last night,