All Chapters of Homecoming Love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ever since Spencer told me he’d been keeping track of my life from afar, my entire world shifted on its axis. Apparently, he always managed to hear from his sister, my brother, and even from my own mother how I was.I didn’t know whether to feel flattered or betrayed, but I didn’t have anything else to say to him that day.All I could promise him was that I’d try, but honestly, I don’t think I will ever be okay with just being friends with Spencer. I still care about him too much not to get that line blurred from time to time.After we both realized our conversation was over, he took me back to grab my car at the newspaper, and I drove home, suddenly feeling mentally and emotionally drained.I tried to bury myself in work during the next few days, not allowing myself to think too much about what he said to me. Or how he looked at me. I don’t want to fool myself, but whenever I allow my brain to go there, I can’t pretend I didn’t see the same glint in his

A lot has changed in the school since the last time I came here. I guess it should be expected. Now, everything seems…different. There have been some rebuilds and improvements to the classrooms and the common areas. Even the football field is not what I remember. It’s much more imposing now, with the Spartans logo painted on a sign by the bleachers, and even the field looks greener.But when I see the faces I used to spend my everyday life with, I remember it was never about the place, but rather about who we shared it with. Lots of the students who graduated with me moved out of town, so I’ve barely kept up with their lives through social media. And even so, not everyone likes to share personal stuff online, so I never knew what lots of them ended up doing or how their lives were.For those who stayed here like I did, I still keep in touch with them, so it’s not like I haven’t known about them for all these years.It’s exciting to hear their stories, though. Ev

It amazes me how a kiss can feel so familiar, and yet, so new and exciting after so long. For years, I wondered what it’d be like to kiss Spencer again, to feel his lips on mine, his electrifying touch on my skin… And now that I am experiencing it again, it’s nothing like I imagined it would be.It’s so much better that it’s hard to put into words. It’s hard to even understand what I’m feeling.It’s like he was molded just for me. Our mouths, our bodies, they complement each other so well.The kiss is not as desperate as I remember us being back in high school, but I can still feel the passion behind it, even though it’s a soft, almost hesitant, kiss. I can feel Spencer is holding back. I know I am. My entire body is on fire right now. If I could simply shut off my brain, I know I’d be encouraging him to go further. But there is this distant, tiny string being pulled in the back of my head, reminding me of

As much as I try to wait up to see if Chad comes back to the ranch to sleep here, I know it’s not likely. He has his apartment downtown, and he looked so pissed at me and Spencer that I don’t believe he’ll show up tonight. He did tell me he’d see me tomorrow, so staying on the porch waiting for him is just stupid.Honestly, I don’t know what I’d tell him if he asked me what that was about. He knows I still like Spencer, so it’s not like that was a surprise. But I can understand him being overprotective of me. Maybe I’m just overreacting. Maybe he just wanted to talk to Spencer and ask his friend what was going on. Maybe it was a surprise to Chad that Spencer still has feelings for me.Is that what it even was? Does that kiss mean that he still has feelings for me?Or maybe Spencer was just feeling nostalg

I can’t believe this is happening.As Dad drives us to the hospital, my mind is swirling with horrible scenarios of what could have happened to Lauren.She was supposed to be on her shift. She told me this morning she would be working.Did she get hurt on duty? How bad is it? Is it a good sign we don’t know anything else?After my father said she was in the hospital, I helped him get Mom off the couch and put her in the truck. I climbed into the back seat, completely mute. I couldn’t make myself utter a word, and I still can’t.I don’t know what to say. Anything I say will be meaningless until we know more.Should I comfort my parents? I shake my head, not allowing myself to go down that road. Lauren is fine. I know that. She’s the toughest, strongest person I know. Whatever happens to her, she w