Kissing Booth: Another Take

Chapter 33

AN: Hi Everyone! So sorry for the delay on this update. I have only one excuse and it is that I got sucked into the fictional world of "Blood and Ash" by Jennifer Armentrout. I binged both of the books and now am impatiently waiting for the third book in April. Has anyone ever read it? If so give me your feedback!

Without further ado... smut anyone? 🤣

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Elle

My experience thus far at Harvard had only reinforced my decision to come here. Just sitting here at this dinner table felt so normal.

In high school I always kind of felt like I was stumbling through life. I was accident prone for sure, but I also always just kind of felt like a stranger in my own skin. My mom's passing didn't help with that, it always made me feel something was missing and that her passing would be a consistent haze in my eyes.

But there was something about being here that made me feel so much more awake than I had before.

Not only were Noah, Jake and Chloe here but I had already found a friend in Sabrina, the girl who covered for me at the soccer game. I obviously always struggled with making girl friends but I never really wanted them either. But in the little time we spent changing in the locker rooms we had already managed to discover we had the same taste in music, the same taste love of dancing and singing as if we were pop stars, and most importantly we did not have the same taste in men.

That's right ladies and gentleman, she was not one of Flynn's make out girls.

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"So you and Flynn huh?" Sabrina asked casually.

I blushed, "Yeah. I see his nickname stuck through college."

She nodded. "It did. I actually heard one time that some girl at a party tried calling him Noah and he kind of freaked out on her," she looked at me knowingly. "Guess you're the only one allowed to."

I smiled at the thought briefly but then bit my lip, "Girl at a party huh?"

She frowned. "Sorry."

I shook my head dismissing the thought, "It's fine. We were broken up for 6 months and I know he kind of... did his thing."

She looked like she wanted to reach out to me but decided against it, "The Flynn I would see at the parties seems nothing like the Flynn I saw on the football field today."

I looked gratefully at her.

"And the girls might as well have been faceless honestly. Flynn kind of always just went for it and disappeared just as fast usually stumbling away cause he was so drunk. Any of the decent girls around here could tell he was hurting and stayed away. It was really just the shallow ones who spent any time with him."

"Sounds like you spent a good amount of time at the same parties," I said meekly.

She laughed, "Yeah well the athletes tend to hang around each other here. Plus Jake likes to follow me around," she added.

I giggled, "He did seem to be happy to see you today."

She rolled her eyes. "He reminds me of my ex. Typical jock."

I shook my head at her, "I'll have to disagree with you on that one," as I watched her close her locker, "I think he's actually got a lot more going on than you'd give him credit. I would know too, he's been my fake boyfriend for the past 24 hours," I laughed.