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They had been "something" since the tenth-grade formal—that blurry middle ground where you text every night but act like strangers in the hallway. Tonight was supposed to be the night they finally made it official before the summer ended.

"I thought we were on the same page, Caleb," Maya began, her arms wrapped tightly around herself.

She turned to leave, but Caleb caught her wrist. The air between them felt charged, like the moment before a summer thunderstorm. teen sex partys in ga

"Wait," he whispered. "I don’t want to be scared anymore."

He leaned in, and when their lips met, the rest of the party—the music, the crowds, the gossip—disappeared. For the first time all summer, the heat felt like it belonged to them. She turned to leave, but Caleb caught her wrist

They stepped out onto the dock, the moon reflecting off the dark water of Lake Lanier. The noise from the cabin faded into a dull thrum.

Caleb sighed, the sound lost in the breeze. "I’m scared, Maya. Making it official makes it real. And real things can break." "I don’t want to be scared anymore

"We are," he said, stepping closer. "Sarah’s just a friend. You know that."