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“First up—” She opens an envelope and rolls her eyes. “Eff Deez Hos?”

The section above us howls in laughter.

“Very funny guys.” She crumples the paper and stuffs it into her pocket. She opens another and doesn’t bother reading it.

She opens a few more envelopes before finally arriving on a real name.

“Tully Magnolia Ann Crane!”

The cheers are the loudest of the night, but hearing her name over the speakers makes me want to ask my mom what the hell she was thinking.

Then again, Scarlett Cressida May Crane is far worse.

As Tully waves and takes her place on the field, Jeremiah slides into the seat on my left.

“You got a minute, Scarlett?”

“I…” I’m completely caught off guard.

“I haven’t heard from you this week.”

“I’ve been busy.”

“I figured,” he says. “So have I, so I think we should collaborate on a date when we won’t be busy.” He leans closer. “Your sister is throwing a house party during our team’s bye-weekend, so will that work?”

He doesn’t give me a chance to answer.

“I’ll see you then.” he says, pressing a kiss against my cheek. “If something changes, you have my number.”

“Okay.” I smile and watch him return to his section.

When I face the field again, Easton is staring at me.

* * *

The scoreboard blaresa bright red32-12.

The Grey Gulf Wolves remain undefeated to no one’s surprise.

Playing the final notes to the fight song, I follow the flute section out of the stadium and into the parking lot.

Easton

Meet me under the bleachers. Visitors side.

I’m already on the band bus.

Easton

Then get off…Tell them you have a ride home.

Can you say “please”?

Easton

Now.

I lie to my director about my parents wanting to drive me home and make my way off the bus. Not wanting to arouse suspicion, I duck under the concession stand’s awning and wait for several minutes.

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