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My mom cleared her throat. “Can we maybe do one with Jacob behind you with his arms around you? They always did that when I was in school.”

My dad smiled down at her. “Rob, take a picture of us.” He tossed a phone to his brother.

Uncle Rob caught it and my mom and dad posed in the way she’d mentioned. It was actually really cute.

“Are you guys seriously crashing their homecoming?” Uncle Rob asked.

“We’re not crashing,” my dad said. “We’re chaperoning.”

“Same thing.”

“Seriously, what are you upset about?” Jacob asked while our parents were distracted.

“I told you I’m not upset.”

“Is it because I was talking to Olivia?”

This conversation made me want to melt into the floor. “No.”

“It’s just been a while since I’ve seen her.”

Right.Since Sunday when they were working on their project. Since they hung out every Sunday or something? “Mhm.”

“We were just talking, Scarlett.”

I nodded. “I know that.”

“Then why are you looking at me like you want to slap me?”

I laughed. “I don’t want to slap you.”

His eyes searched mine. “I won’t talk to her again, if that’s what you want.”

“That’s not what I want. Can we please just...pretend I didn’t make a face? Or whatever it was I did that made you think I was upset?”

“I don’t want to pretend you’re not upset.” He put his hand on the side of my face. “I want to know why you’re upset so I can make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“If Justin saw you touching my face he’d scream.”

Jacob laughed and dropped his hand. “Did you have fun getting ready tonight?”

I was relieved that he was changing the subject. “Yeah. But Justin had a really weird story. About your mom at homecoming. Something about an old newspaper and my dad saving her?”

“Never heard that one before,” Jacob said. “My mom only talks about stories of her and Coach from high school. Well...before she left with my dad, I mean.”

“I think Justin was just elaborating some crazy tale.”

Jacob smiled. “Probably.”

I wasn’t even sure what I’d been upset about earlier. Jacob wouldn’t be standing here checking on me if he wanted to be going to homecoming with someone else.

I realized we were both just awkwardly staring at each other. “You look really handsome tonight, Jacob.”

“I had to step up my A-game for my beautiful date.”

I felt my cheeks flush.

“We need a few more group photos,” my dad said.