Chapter Twenty

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*THREE MONTHS LATER*

"Talia, Jake's here!" Elizabeth called up the steps. 

"Send him up!" I shouted back. Footsteps sounded, and soon Jake walked into my room. 

"Hey," he leaned over pecking me on the lips, "Are you nervous or excited?" 

"It's graduation day for Mary and Marcus! I'm nervous for her though. And I'm proud. Is that weird?" I ramble and he pulls me away from my closet. With his hands on my waist, I lay my head down on his chest. 

"If you're this bad this year, what is it gonna be like when it's you up there next year?" He asks me and I groan. 

"Don't even make me think about that," I said and he chuckled lightly. Pulling away, I walk to my closet, "I still need to find something to wear. What are you wearing?" 

"My casual dress shirt, the blue and white striped one, from Abercrombie that you got me and my dark jeans," Jake stated simply. 

I rolled my eyes, "You probably just made that outfit up." 

"Yup!" He said, popping the 'p'. He opened up one of my drawers, "How about this?"

He held up a floral skirt and I rolled my eyes, "Dresses, Jake, dresses. And stop going through my drawers!" 

He looks at me and wiggled his eyebrows pervertedly, "Why? Is there something I shouldn't see?" 

"Oh yeah, a whole collection of thongs and lace bras," I told him sarcastically. 

"Sounds hot," He whispered in my ear, the back of my head resting on his solid chest. My eyes skimmed over my closet and stopped at  a summer floral dress. I walked over to it and pulled it out. The dress itself was strapless and a cream/beige color. The flowers were different shades of pink and peach, a light blue, and a purple color. 

"I like that one," Jake commented, and I grabbed my half-sleeved jean jacket.

"Me too. Now get out so I can change!" I said, shooing him out the door. I locked it for 'safe measure' and then took off my shorts and t-shirt. I put on my nude bandeau and unerwear before slipping on my dress, following my jean jacket. I added on my chestnut brown and peach sandals from American Eagle. 

I walked over to my door, unlocked it and opened it for Jake to come in. I sat down at my vanity, trying to decide what to do with my hair. I grabbed two bobby pins and pinned back the front part of my hair on either side. It was down, naturally curly. I added on my black eyeliner with a light brown eye shadow and mascara. I already had my foundation on. Adding a light pink lip stick I stood up and grabbed my chestnut colored over-the-shoulder small bag. My phone and wallet were the only things in it. 

"You look gorgeous," Jake said, kissing my forehead. He must've went back home because he was changed into the exact outfit he described. His sleeves were rolled up halfway. 

"And you look rather dashing," I spoke, feigning a british accent. We laughed and walked down the steps together. 

"Are you ready, Mary?" I asked her and she nodded. 

"Time to graduate!" She screamed, and put on her cap over her straightened hair. She ran outside into her boyfriend Drew's arms. Jake wrapped his arm around my waste and led me over to my car (a birthday gift from my parents). 

Jake got into the driver's seat and I handed him my keys. He then drove us to our school, where Mary was about to graduate. We met up with both of our parents and families in the front row. We were outside on the football field, hundreds of folding chairs set up in rows. Jake and I sat next to each other, holding hands. 

"That's gonna be us next year," I breathed out, disbelievingly. 

Jake turned to me and smile, "Can't wait," He lifted my hand up and kissed it. Turning our attention to the stage, we clapped and cheered for Marcus, and then finally Mary.

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Okay guys, so this is an important author's note. 

This book is almost over, I have planned about 2-(possibly)4 more chapters. and then an epilogue. but I'm trying to decide whether or not to make a sequel about Jake and Talia graduating. so, suggestions would be really helpful. Thanks! Comment and Vote!(: 

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