It was finally Monday, so when Samuel dropped me off I was quick to throw him a kiss and leap out of the truck.I had to find Jack.Like always, he was easy to find. Always running his mouth.

We were in my room, burgers in hand, fries, and soda on the table. Celebratory lunch Samuel called it, but we used to eat this every other day."I'm sorry," he blurts after a while. "I'm sorry that I'm being selfish. If your dream school is somewhere out there, you should go ahead and find it. I want you to be happy. . . Even... Even if it makes me unhappy."

Everyone walked together as we moved through the halls in the malls. As expected, it was crowded.Classmates moved from one store to the other, you could practically feel the excitement in the atmosphere as everyone was on a high in anticipation of graduation."It's like a zoo in here," Samuel says, annoyed and I roll my eyes at him. Typical.Rein looked great.She had on a pretty white top and a tight-fitting jeans skirt with platform boots. Her makeup was A1.I wish I could do that.She was showing carter something of a flyer she had picked up.All I could do was look around happily. I'm not sure why, but I was in a really good mood. Samuel's arm was wrapped around my shoulder, the other in his pocket. "So . . . where are we going first?" Tristan speaks up and we all stop. "Well, what do we really need?""I say we split up," Ben suggested. "Girls need dresses, we need . . . well, suits."

A/N: Hi guys! Readers from wattpad can you let me know that you came from there? And new readers from GoodNovel I'd love if you let me know that you guys are new also. I apologize for such a long wait, I was in the process of moving and got caught up but I promise that I'm planning to update a lot more now even as the book is almost done. This chapter isn't perfect and I personally don't like it but my others will be better so no worries. Thank you all for your patience. I apologize for any errors.Time had frozen as we sat in the car together, each vehicle passing by raising the tension. I tried to figure out who said it first, did he?Did . . . I ?"You don't have to say it back," he whispers in the crook of my neck, reassuring me that it was indeed him that said it, and not me. However it still didn't create any ideas of what to say in my head, so I hugged him tighter and silently urging him to be strong.We pull apart after a few minutes