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           Iwinkedathim,carefullyturningawayfromMiketodoso.Hesmiled,elatedbymyineptflirting.

           "SowhenIgetmylicense..."hebegan.

           "YoushouldcomeseemeinForks.Wecouldhangoutsometime."IfeltguiltyasIsaidthis,knowingthatI’dusedhim.ButIreallydidlikeJacob.HewassomeoneIcouldeasilybefriendswith.

           Mikehadreachedusnow,withJessicastillafewpacesback.IcouldseehiseyesappraisingJacob,andlookingsatisfiedathisobviousyouth.

           "Wherehaveyoubeen?"heasked,thoughtheanswerwasrightinfrontofhim.

           "Jacobwasjusttellingmesomelocalstories,"Ivolunteered."Itwasreallyinteresting."

           IsmiledatJacobwarmly,andhegrinnedback.

           "Well,"Mikepaused,carefullyreassessingthesituationashewatchedourcamaraderie."We’repackingup-itlookslikeit’sgoingtorainsoon."

           Wealllookedupatthegloweringsky.Itcertainlydidlooklikerain.

           "Okay."Ijumpedup."I’mcoming."

           "Itwasnicetoseeyouagain,"Jacobsaid,andIcouldtellhewastauntingMikejustabit.

           "Itreallywas.NexttimeCharliecomesdowntoseeBilly,I’llcome,too,"Ipromised.

           Hisgrinstretchedacrosshisface."Thatwouldbecool."

           "Andthanks,"Iaddedearnestly.

           Ipulledupmyhoodaswetrampedacrosstherockstowardtheparkinglot.Afewdropswerebeginningtofall,makingblackspotsonthestoneswheretheylanded.WhenwegottotheSuburbantheotherswerealreadyloadingeverythingbackin.IcrawledintothebackseatbyAngelaandTyler,announcingthatI’dalreadyhadmyturnintheshotgunposition