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hello everyone omg

so this chapter is v important mostly cause it's the last chapter i cri but im happy too yay

read the author's note at the end because i have a LOT to talk about

|| JJ ||

"Are you sure you have everything? Passport, wallet, driver's license..."

I groan. "Yes, mom. I have everything. I checked. And checked again. And checked again."

She squeals. "I can't believe you're going to Stanford, only the best school in the country!"

I rolls my eyes. "I wouldn't say that, but it's an amazing school, yes."

"Where are your glasses?" She asks me. "Or are you wearing contacts?"

"Neither. To lazy and I don't want to look like a dork. But I have everything packed."

"Are you sure? Clothes and vanity products and-"

I smile. "I've got everything under control."

I hug her, and then I hear the doorbell ring.

"It's Jack," I tell her. She nods.

I open the door and before I can say a single thing, I'm lifted up and spun around. I laugh.

"I can't believe my baby is going to Stanford," He says, putting me down and kissing my cheek.

"A lot of people seem to find it unbelievable," I joke.

"Mrs. Johnson, can I borrow Jack for half an hour or so? I just want to drive around town with him," He says.

I look up at him. "Hmm?"

"Sure, he doesn't need to leave until then, just have him back in time," She says.

"Of course. Thank you so much!" He cheers, pulling me out of my house.

Once we're both in his car and on the road, I speak. "I'm really gonna miss you, Jack."

"Me too," He says, his voice breaking.

I frown. "Oh, Jack, please don't cry..."

He sighs heavily. "I'm not. I'm okay and I am very happy you are going to your dream school and I am going to mine. Everything's swell."

I mentally roll my eyes, but I let his sarcasm slide because he's hurting. So am I.

He pulls up to the last place I wold ever expect we would go. Our elementary school.

"What are you up to, G?" I laugh.

"Follow me!" He cheers, taking my hand and running to the playground.

"This is where I first realized I am madly in love with you," He says, smiling widely. "This playground. It was fifth grade recess. I was playing flag football with Sammy and Skate... and then, I just stopped. Because of you. You looked so god damn beautiful. I didn't know what I was feeling, all I knew is that I wanted to get closer to you. You were sitting in the sandbox, drawing flowers with your finger."

"I remember," I say, tears brimming my eyes. "You would stare at me all day, and I would wonder why."

He laughs softly, nodding. "Yeah. And, I have to thank you for something."

"No, you don't," I say.

"I do," He says, his voice starting to break again.

I shake my head. "Jack, please don't cry because then I'll cry too." Before I can even finish the sentence, however, tears flow freely down my face.