Sarah picked the movie instead of a pool party. Some cheesy romance remake she’d been dying to see. “It’s supposed to be cute and funny,” she said over brunch that Saturday, eyes sparkling like we were still eighteen and sneaking into R-rated films with fake IDs. “You, me, giant popcorn, and zero boys allowed. Perfect girls’ night.”I smiled so wide it hurt. “Can’t wait.”Inside, my stomach was already twisting. Because Jonah had texted me at 3 a.m. After I told him about it.*See you at the same theatre; I'll be in the back row. 8 pm showing. Wear something easy. Bring a blanket with you.*I stared at the message until my eyes burned. Then replied:*You’re going to get us caught, Jonah.**Only if you’re loud.*I should’ve cancelled on Sarah. Gave a silly excuse, made up a headache, food poisoning, anything. Instead I showed up at the theater at 7:45 in a loose sundress… no bra, thin cotton panties I knew wouldn’t stay on long and a big fluffy blanket folded over my arm like I was alr
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