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Chapter 211

NoahThe final whistle blew and everything exploded.The scoreboard still glowed over the field—Ridgeville 21, Clearwater 14—but the numbers barely registered because my ears were full of shouting, my chest was full of fire, and my legs were shaking in that good, earned way.We’d done it.We beat them.And somehow, against every ounce of pressure and noise and chaos, we’d played better without him.I ripped my helmet off as guys piled into each other, Reyes nearly tackling me in celebration, someone yelling about food, someone else yelling about how Jackson was a damn legend.I laughed, breathless, dizzy.Then I saw him.Daniel.Still in his Clearwater uniform.Standing near the edge of the field, helmet tucked under his arm, face tight with something that wasn’t just anger.For a second, the whole night rewound in my head.The party.The pool.Jessa’s face.The coach’s office.Him getting kicked off our team.And now here he was.On the other side.We’d just beaten his new team.Jack

Chapter 212

JessaBenny’s was loud in that warm, messy, happy way that only happens after a big win.The windows were fogged up from too many people and too much laughter. Someone had pushed a bunch of tables together, and half the football team was crammed around them, still in jackets and hoodies, still buzzing with adrenaline.Everyone was talking at once.Jackson was in the middle of it, of course—getting slapped on the back, getting his crown stolen and put on someone else’s head, getting it stolen back. Mariah sat beside him, pretending she was annoyed while absolutely glowing.I watched them for a second and smiled.Then I felt Noah’s hand find mine under the table.Just like that. Natural. Easy.My heart still hadn’t figured out how to act normal around him.“So,” Mariah said, leaning across the table, “I vote we officially declare this the best homecoming game in Ridgeville history.”“Only because we won,” someone said.“Details,” she replied.Everyone laughed.Food came. Fries disappear

Chapter 213

Jessa Monday morning felt… different. Not in a fireworks, everything-is-magical kind of way. More like the air had shifted just enough that I noticed it when I stepped outside. The sky was gray-blue and cool, fall hanging heavy in the air. I pulled my jacket a little tighter around myself while I waited for Mariah’s car, my stomach doing that annoying mix of fluttery and nervous it had apparently decided was my new personality. Homecoming was over. The game was over. Benny’s was over. But the school? The school was still the school. I knew that. Mariah pulled up, leaning across the seat to shove the door open for me. “Good morning, celebrity.” I snorted as I climbed in. “Do not start.” She grinned. “I’m not starting anything. The school already did.” That familiar knot tightened in my stomach, but I kept my face neutral. “How bad?” “Eh,” she said, pulling out of the driveway. “Not horrible. Not great. You know. People.” People. That said everything. We

Chapter 214

NoahBy the time I got home, my head felt like it had been run through a blender.Not because anything terrible had happened.Not because Jessa and I had fought.Not even because the whispers had gotten worse.It was because everything was loud.The school. The looks. The way people suddenly thought they were entitled to opinions about my life. About her.About us.I tossed my keys on the counter and stood there for a second, staring at nothing. My mom was still at work, my dad was probably in the garage at home, and the house felt too quiet in the wrong way.My phone buzzed in my pocket.Jessa.I smiled before I even opened it.You survive the day?I typed back:Barely. You?Three dots appeared.I’m okay. Just… tired of people.Yeah. Same.I stared at the screen for a second, then typed before I could overthink it:Want me to come over?There was a pause. Long enough that I wondered if I’d said something wrong.Then:I’d really like that.Decision made.⸻The drive to her house felt

Chapter 215

JessaJessa POVBy the time I walked into school, I could feel it.Not the whispers exactly — not the words — but the shift. The way conversations dipped when I passed. The way people smiled too brightly, like they were trying to prove they weren’t talking about me even though we all knew they were.It was almost worse than when they didn’t bother to hide it.My locker was three rows down from the main hallway, and every step there felt like walking through invisible fog. I couldn’t hear what anyone was saying, but I could feel it pressing in from all sides.Paid him to date her.Poor Noah.Desperate.Embarrassing.I didn’t know who started it. I just knew it stuck.Mariah walked beside me, quiet for once. Not her normal commentary-on-everything self. She kept glancing at me like she was waiting for me to break.I didn’t.That surprised both of us.When we got to my locker, I spun the dial and opened it like it was any other day. My hands weren’t shaking. My stomach wasn’t in knots. I

Chapter 216

NoahBy the time I heard about it, it was already old news.Which was kind of the point.I was at my locker, half-listening to Reyes complain about his chem quiz, when Jackson came up beside me and leaned his shoulder against the metal like he had something heavy sitting on his chest.“You hear what my sister did this morning?” he asked.I looked up instantly. “No. What happened?”He didn’t smile. Didn’t joke. Just shook his head once, slow.“She shut it down. The rumor.”My stomach tightened. “How?”Jackson glanced down the hallway, then back at me. “Didn’t yell. Didn’t cry. Didn’t freak out. Just told them straight up that she didn’t pay you, she didn’t beg you, and she wasn’t embarrassed to be with you. Said if people had a problem with that, it said more about them than her.”Something warm and electric spread through my chest.Pride. Relief. Awe.“Then,” Jackson added quietly, “she walked away.”I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding.That sounded like her.The new

Chapter 217

JessaBy the time I walked through the front doors of the school, I’d already braced myself.Not for anything specific — just for the usual background noise of being seen. The glances that lasted a second too long. The smiles that didn’t quite reach people’s eyes. The way conversations dipped when I passed.I told myself I was imagining it.I usually was.Mariah was at my side, talking about something random — a quiz she hadn’t studied for, a TikTok she’d stayed up too late watching — when it happened.Arms slid around my waist.Firm. Warm. Familiar.I startled so hard I almost dropped my backpack.“Good morning,” Noah said, his voice low and easy right by my ear.My brain short-circuited.I turned my head, heart suddenly hammering, and there he was — standing behind me like it was the most natural thing in the world, chin tipped down, eyes soft, like this was exactly where he wanted to be.“Good morning to you,” I said, and then I laughed because my voice came out a little breathless

Chapter 218

JacksonNoah slid into the seat next to mine like nothing had happened.Which was impressive, considering five minutes earlier he’d been wrapped around my sister in the middle of the hallway like this was some kind of after-school special.I didn’t say anything at first. Just watched him pull out his notebook, tap his pen twice, and pretend the room wasn’t buzzing the way it always did when something new hit the social food chain.Finally, I leaned back in my chair and muttered, “Since when do you do PDA?”He sighed like he’d been expecting it. “This school?” he said quietly. “You kind of have to.”I snorted. “Wow. Didn’t take you for the ‘play the system’ type.”He glanced sideways at me. “Neither did I.”I waited for him to say more. He did.“And,” he added, voice lower, “I liked it this morning.”I grimaced instantly. “I don’t need to know that. That’s my sister, remember?”He smirked, unapologetic. “Pretty hard to forget when her twin is glaring at me like he’s calculating bail mo

Chapter 219

NoahAfter practice, my body was tired in that good way—like the kind of exhaustion that meant I’d earned the shower I was going to take later.But my brain wasn’t tired.My brain was stuck.On her.On the way she’d looked at me this morning like she still couldn’t believe I was real. On the way she’d smiled like she was holding something fragile inside her chest.So instead of going home, instead of doing what I always did, I drove to the Lombardi house.It still felt strange, pulling up here for someone other than Jackson.I’d been coming to this house for years. I knew which step on the porch creaked. I knew the smell of Mrs. Lombardi’s laundry detergent. I knew Jackson’s room was always a disaster.But coming here because I wanted to see Jessa…That was new.My stomach twisted a little as I knocked.The door opened almost immediately.Jessa stood there in a red sweater, hair down, cheeks a little flushed like I’d caught her mid-thought.She smiled.Not a nervous one.Not the kind

Chapter 220

JessaWeeks passed.Not in a dramatic, movie-montage way where everything suddenly became perfect.More like… life just kept going.The leaves outside Ridgeville High turned brittle and brown, then disappeared altogether. The air got sharper. The mornings got darker. Teachers started mentioning finals like it was a threat.And the holidays started showing up everywhere.Christmas lights wrapped around porch railings. Stores blasted music that made you feel weirdly nostalgic even if you weren’t nostalgic. Someone in the cafeteria wore a Santa hat unironically.It was like the whole world was shifting into something softer.And in some ways…So was I.The chatter had died down.Mostly.People weren’t whispering every time Noah walked beside me anymore. They weren’t filming us in the hallways like we were some kind of social experiment.The internet had moved on, because of course it had. The internet always moved on.Now it was just… normal.Noah texting me dumb things during class.Noa

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