Se connecterKeegan and Baylen went back to school and I tried to get back to my normal life. Jagger was texting me regularly and Jeff was still an amazing friend to me that I kissed every once in a while. I was content. I hadn’t heard from Keegan since our moment in the living room the day after Thanksgiving. That had been two weeks now and he was set to come home for Christmas soon.
I was going to Casey’s house today. Her grandparents were staying until New Year’s Day, so we planned to bake with them today. Our menu consisted of Oreo balls, peanut butter cookies, matcha Swiss rolls and black sesame cookies. Casey was a horrible baker and made more of a mess than she did actually baking anything. She loved putting on an apron and throwing flour onto her face and taking selfies. “Jim, can you hand me that cookie sheet?” O’bachan asked. Casey thought it was hilarious that her grandparents called me Jim while they were here. Due to her calling me James, they thought my nickname was Jim and she died from laughter every time. I threw a kitchen towel at her and handed O’bachan the cookie sheet. As I started mixing the first batch of mixture for the Oreo balls, my phone pinged twice, back to back. I grabbed it from my apron pocket and saw two messages from a number I didn’t recognize. One was a photo of two collared shirts and the other one read, “Hey Squirt, which one for dinner at my coach’s house?” Wait. Was this? Was it Keegan? He and Bay were the only two people that called me Squirt. Casey had deleted his phone number from my phone a while back. I was so tempted to call or text him that it was the only way to stop myself. I texted back immediately, “Kee?” I saw the dots start to dance on my screen and an instant reply, “Yes, dork!” My heart skipped a beat and I almost knocked the bowl over that I was holding. Keegan hadn’t texted me in months. Casey had blocked him on my phone but I had unblocked him. Some part of me always wanted him to text me out of the blue like this. “James, why are you smiling at your phone like that girl?” Casey asked running over to see who had me all giddy. I hid my phone in my chest. “It’s Jagger. She sends me the cutest gifs,” I said. “Yeah ok. You two better not be being pervy while we are making goodies,” she joked. I handed her the bowl to finish mixing, which she immediately turned into a photo op with O’bachan. I went into the den so that I could text Keegan back. Why was I so ashamed? I was hiding this from Casey and I knew it was wrong. I hated lying to her, but she also lied to me about that jerk, Cyman. I sat on the burgundy chaise lounge and started my response. “I like the green one but the white and blue will bring out your eyes,” I said, texting vigorously. “I will definitely go with the green one then. Can’t be having Coach thinking I’m trying to make a move, lol,” he typed. I giggled at his sarcasm. It was cute. No Brees, it’s not cute, it’s funny. Friends didn’t call one another cute, I adjusted. “Thanks for the advice. See you in a couple week,” he said. I sent him a smiling emoji. That was the end of our conversation, but the beginning of long nights of texts and phone calls over the next few weeks. Keegan would text me first thing in the morning and right before bed. We FaceTimed a lot so I could help with his math and he would help me with my history. I started to really look forward to hearing from him every day. He and Isadora were still dating and I was seeing Jeff and Jagger, so this was absolutely platonic. I still hadn’t told Casey about it, but it was harmless and I didn’t want a huge lecture. She was still hurting from the incident with Cyman and Harper. She said she was fine, but I knew better. She threw herself into her Art more, so I knew she had lost her first love and it was killing her. So I was not going to dare bring up this little bit of nothing between my first love and myself. We would be headed on Winter Break soon and I wanted to make sure I had everything ready for when Baylen came home and Quinn. They were coming up on their two year anniversary and he wanted that to be special. Keegan said he would help me as well. Friendsmas is their actual anniversary, but that day is still sacred. Keegan and I asked Isadora and Casey to help us with the anniversary set up. Baylen wants it in our kitchen, but set up like a restaurant. I knew he loved her, because he has never gone to these lengths for anyone else. I was just happy one of us found true love and unfortunately it wasn’t myself and Keegan Patts.The morning came in brutally. I rolled over begrudgingly and stopped my alarm. My head was hurting and my mind was racing. I had stayed up all night thinking about Keegan. His game was televised last night and I mindlessly watched. Seeing him actually enter the game in the 4th quarter was breathtaking. Keegan was a freshman so he didn’t get a lot of playing time. But on this day he did. I held my breath every time he was near the ball. Recalling the time from Homecoming when he had been knocked on conscious. My heart went back to that time. When he had seen me in my dress. The way his eyes had went over my body and face. Soaking in every inch. The way he gulped when I came closer. That made me smile. No Brees. Stop it. You aren’t his anymore. Today, I was going to the petting zoo with my softball team. They were doing team bonding. There were mazes, games, food and more at the petting zoo. She thought about the fun she would have with Harper and Quinn. She
Meanwhile, at LSU, Keegan sat on the edge of his dorm bed staring at his phone. Brees was still blocked from nothing on his end. She had blocked him. He had tried once. He’d stared at the message he’d typed for nearly twenty minutes before finally deleting it. I miss you. Too simple. I’m sorry. Not enough. I didn’t mean it. A lie. Because he had meant what he’d said in that moment. He had been scared. Scared of their families. Scared of what happened next. Scared of how serious everything had become. But he’d never been scared of Brees. That was the part he couldn’t explain. He could face thousands of people in a stadium. He could handle the pressure of LSU. He could handle everything his future demanded from him. But the thought of admitting how much he loved his best friend’s little sister terrified him. And now he’d lost her. He wanted to drive home and scoop her up in his arms and let her know that his love for her had not changed and that they needed to be
Brees thought blocking Keegan would make it easier.It didn’t.It just made everything quieter.His name no longer appeared on her phone.No late-night texts.No random pictures from his day.No stupid videos he knew would make her laugh when she was trying not to.No You awake? at midnight.Nothing.And somehow, nothing hurt worse than everything.She had stared at his contact for almost ten minutes before finally pressing Block Contact.Her thumb had hovered over the button.Once.Twice.Three times.Then she had done it.Because she couldn’t keep being the girl who waited for Keegan to decide what they were.Especially after what happened in front of their mothers.After her mom found out they’d been sleeping together, Keegan had promised her.“It won’t happen again.”Brees had wanted him to promise they would be safe. Not that it would never happen again.She had wanted that promise to mean he was choosing her.Instead, when their mothers asked what was happening between them, Kee
“Wow, okay. Yeah, we are focusing on our sports and I’m getting more serious about Jagger since she is moving here next semester,” I said. His head whipped around so quickly. He looked confused. After our moms excused themselves, he moved closer to me on the couch. “Brees, what did you mean about you and Jagger?” he asked. “Well you said we weren’t together, so I assumed that meant what you said this morning about being in love with me was complete bull crap. What was that Kee?” I asked. At this point I was holding tears inside so hard that I thought my heart might explode. He grabbed my hand and didn’t let me pull away. “I felt like that was the right thing to say for now. Your mom seemed upset that we have been having sex. I didn’t want to give her anything else to worry about. I’m really sorry I said that. You know I absolutely love you with all my heart Squirt,” he said, bumping my chin. I shook my head. “No Keegan, I don’t know that. You have had a weird way of
I looked at her with my mouth agape. Was she seriously having this conversation with Keegan in the next room? RAP! RAP! A knock on the door saved the day. Keegan poked his head inside and Ms. Kyren was right behind him. “You guys all good in here?” he asked. I nodded and tried to push him out of the room, but my mom made him sit down on the couch instead. “Join us for a moment you two. I was just discussing the protocol of safe sex with Brees,” my mom blurted. How embarrassing. She really didn’t need to do this right here just because Casey slipped up. Keegan fidgeted a bit and looked at his mom for reassurance. You could see how uncomfortable he was. “Oh they are safe Missy. I told Keegan they needed protection every time they were together and he promised me that they would,” Ms. Kyren said. My mom’s face turned a deep shade of red. I don’t think she was ready to hear that I had already been sleeping with Keegan. She turned to me specifically. Her eyes narrowing in on mi
We made our way to my mom’s house. When we arrived I saw Casey’s car in the driveway. I was happy that she came. I had invited her, but she had been missing in action all day. She got out of her car when she saw me and she ran to me. It looked like she had been crying. I reached out and hugged her tightly. “What’s wrong my Casey girl? Did Cyman do something?” I asked. She nodded her head aggressively. Keegan looked at me and smiled and excused himself after giving Casey a warm hug. He went into the house so that we could talk. “So remember during the back to school party you saw Cyman and I… well we were sleeping together up until Thanksgiving Break,” Casey said wiping tears on her jean jacket. “Okay. I knew this information Case. What’s the deal?” I badgered. I will admit, I was a little perplexed that she was even bringing up his name when she knows I can’t stand him after how he treated her. “James… I’m pregnant,” Casey sputtered out. I almost dropped my phone. Did she ju







