Kissing booth~Forever again

Chapter 1

Background information-
Let's pretend the kissing booth 2 never happened. So Marco/ Levi does not exist. Elle and Noah struggled through a year of long-distance hopeful Elle will end up at Harvard sadly she didn't get in but did get into Stanford. Just about a month into school Noah breaks up with her unexpectedly.

"I'm serious Elle you are a strong independent woman you don't need this useless Oliver kid." Lee threatens.
Oliver is some boy I like he's on the Stanford football team he is a player bad boy kinda like Noah. What can I say I have a type. Shit heads out of all people. Lee is right though it happened once I'm just a girl one of so many for them. They won't fight for me because they have someone else waiting.
"Ok dad" I laugh.
He flips me off in return "you know I'm right."
"Do I know your right because maybe I can get some from a hottie" I know I don't want to have sex with him he probably has so many STDs.
"Eww, Oliver is not a hottie!" He laughs.
"I'm kidding but he isn't as bad as you are making it out to be" he has his flaws but everyone does but he's not a bad guy.
"He's like Noah but worse you have to be joking." Lee points out and he is kinda right.
"Ehh I guess... anyway speaking of Noah is he coming back for the summer?"
"He said he would be. He will be back in a week."
"Lee! You didn't think of telling me!" I panic.
"This is exactly why calm down. Just avoid hanging out with him. He will be doing his own thing anyway. He has a girl coming down with him. It's his girlfriend." Of course, he does. Just my luck.
I sigh "how great."
"you're fine Elle it's no big deal." No big deal... No big deal.
"Lee imagines you and Rachel breakup and she comes over bringing her new boyfriend. How would you feel."
"I love Rachel so it would be different but I get what you're saying I have had a few ex's."
Except there it is I still love Noah whether I lie to myself or not.
We continue talking as we walk to my house. Lee's spending the night at Rachel's so I'm not staying over today.
"See ya!" I yell as I walk towards my house.
On the way, I open my mail bocks and walk into my house tossing them onto the counter. In doing so I see a glimpse of a letter addressed to me. Picking it up I read it.
Harvard. It's from Harvard. God danm it.
I run up my stairs into my room.
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Sometimes life is confusing. I thought I was at the top of the world a while ago Lee had finally accepted my and Noah's relationship we spent the summer at the beach house. I would sneak over to Noah's room and I would lay cuddling with him. I would watch him sleep and just think about everything. life felt perfect I was in love and happy. I wish life could go back to how it used to be in some ways.
Being the best version of myself became a priority after the breakup. It was what kept me motivated so in this time I worked on my physical and mental health. The breakup made me grow as a person. Maybe it was fr the better.
I look at the letter in my hand then at my closed bedroom door. "Well shit."
It's from Harvard the school last year I didn't get into the one that was the sole cause of a lot of drama.
I flip open the letter and tear it open.
"Elle Evans,
Congrats, we have seen your amazing performance. Leading your team to the championship in soccer. At Harvard, we are currently trying to improve our school and when we saw you on the field we knew you have the skill we need for our team. We would like to offer you a full sports scholarship.  Please get back to us at your earliest convenience if you have any questions feel free to email us."
The first thing my mind went to was Noah he was at Harvard. We have spent around a year avoiding each other. There were the occasional times we ran into each other at the family parties. He will usually avoid all of them once I planned to stay at school for an important "soccer practice". I know we will have to eventually have seen each other again but I was hoping it would be later. 
There is always the choice I could not go but it's Harvard. I am fairly happy at Stanford but would I be happier at Harvard?

I take out my phone. I debate texting lee but quickly decide against it I probably shouldn't bug him.
I know I shouldn't but I go to Noah's Instagram. I bite my tongue as I open his page.
He hasn't posted a lot since high school. I look at his recent photo it's a photo of his team. I scan the photo until I find him.
He looks pretty much the same his hair was cut more adult-like. It was shorter and damp he was smiling with a trophy. This year his team got first last year they made it to the semi-final and lost 42-14 pretty bad.
When I catch myself smiling I'm annoyed at myself it's just a reminder that he moved on and I haven't. No matter how much I tell myself I don't care for him I know the reason I don't want to be around him it's because I miss him. No matter what school I'm at that won't change.
He is the first and only person I have loved and trusted with everything.
I scroll through the posts until I find one with a girl. It was from three months ago. She is tagged in the post. That could be Noah's new girlfriend. I click on her tag. At the top, it reads relationship status: taken the are a decent amount of photos on her page with Noah. They are more than friends she is kissing his cheek in one of the photos. Noah didn't really like public intimate gestures for a while soon he warmed up and didn't mind but he wouldn't be like this with a friend. this is who he is dating.
This girl is his type. Before me at least she looked like a popular cheerleader with blonde perfect body blue eyes.
Gusset I didn't fix him after all. Maybe I was silly to think I meant a lot to him or that he would change for me. He moved on.
hey,
Sorry, this took as long as it did it was really hard finding time to write on vacation. I am back now and wrote a decent amount on the plane so no more long waits for updates hopefully. I still have a softball tournament I'm leaving for tomorrow. :)