To Love A Boy: Chapter 8

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It was our senior year at Barden and after Fat Amy's stunt on the president's birthday, it caused some problems. It was freshman orientation and I peeked in and The Trebles were performing. Jesse spotted me and pointed at me as he was singing. I waved and left. I saw Jesse handing out flyers for the last Hood Night party. "Hey." I said. "Hey, babe. Look it, tiki party. You don't even have to wear shoes." He said and I chuckled. "Hey, great job, Trebles. You guys killed it." Some girl said coming up. "Thank you. You like a capella?" Jesse asked her. "Oh yeah. I've got my heart set on being Bella." She said and Jesse smiled and held me by the waist. "Well, you're looking at the best Bella and leader." He said. "Hi. Lara Jean." I said and chuckled. "Wow. I can't believe I'm meeting the woman who single handedly created the Bella sound. I'm a Junk. I know it's weird. It's my mom's last name. Katherine Junk." She said. "Yeah, I think Chloe mentioned her before. "The top bitch of the 1981 Bella's." I said and laughed. "Yeah. That's her." "Jess, I have to go and I'll see you later." I said giving him a kiss. "Bye." "Nice to meet you, Emily!" I said walking away.

Monday

"So, Lil Wayne's recorded here, huh?" Jesse asked since he was dropping me off at my internship at a recording studio. Behind the girls' backs. "Yeah. And he was arrested here twice." I added. "Really?" "I can't believe they hired me." I said. "Of course they did. You rocked the party that rocks the body." He said in a sassy tone and I looked at him. "I have no idea where to begin with that." I told him. "I stand by it." He said and we got out. "So, any first day jitters?" He asked. "No. No. I'm just gonna be moody and distant. Artists love that." I said. "I know I love that. Here you go." He said hanging me my bag. I was about to walk away and I turned back to him.

"Dude, why do I feel so guilty? I've given a lot to the Bella's, right? Like three years of my life." I said. "Yeah. LJ, you should not feel guilty at all about taking your shot. I didn't when I got into film school." "Clearly. You get to graduate early and go to USC and leave me behind forever I might add. I think you should feel a little guilty." I said. I wanted Jesse to follow his dreams and "score movies" but I was sad that I wasn't gonna be able to see him for awhile. "I am not leaving you behind forever, okay? We'll be fine. We're Jesse and Lara Jean. Okay, we're JJ." He said and I chuckled. "It took you three years to find that." I told him. "I know. I'm really disappointed in myself. Anyway, go in there and go kick ass at this internship and then you'll join me in LA and we'll live a West Coast lifestyle together. All right? I'm talking juice cleanses, fish tacos, hikes, we'll both get plastic surgery, I'll make my nose bigger for some reason." "Yeah I'm gonna be beautiful." "Dream life." He said.

"This is a big deal, right?" I asked. "Yes. It is a very big deal." He said and we kissed. "Go." "All right." I said then finally going in. "Nothing's gonna stop my girl!" He yelled. "I don't know him!" I yelled back. "My Bella!" "You can go!" I said. I started by getting coffees.

After I was done, I headed to the Treble house. I ran up to Jesse and I kind of startled him. "Hey! Oh!" I said and kissed him. "Hey, you made it." "Yeah! I couldn't miss your last Hood Night party. Oh." I said sitting down. "So? How was the internship?" He asked gently slapping my thigh. "Eye opening. Yeah." "Yeah? Hey, Chloe asked where you were. Why didn't you tell her?" He asked. "Oh, she's just... she's like locked into the World's right now. I'll tell her." I reassured him. We started partying and dancing. I got a drink and Emily came up to me. "Lara Jean!" "Oh, Emily right? Hi." I said. "We're sisters! I can't believe we're sisters!" She said. "Oh shit. Chloe texted me we added a Legacy. I didn't even know that was a thing." I said and we started partying more.

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