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i put on my linen pants and a black shirt, paired with a cute pair of sandals. I make connor wear his black dressy pants with his linen button up, so we match. we take a mirror pic and post it on my public story, hard launching us.

my phone starts filling with dms and likes, but thankfully nothing negative. we felt that it was time to go public, there were times I had been spotted at his games wearing his jersey, but that could mean anything.

we walk down the stairs and see everyone standing in the kitchen, all on their phones. "damn you two finally hard launched?" adam said, right before I got the notification that he liked my story.

"yeah, we thought it was time." I say looking at connor and smiling.

"and the matching outfits ate," luca added in

"ate?" layla chuckled at his comment.

"Yeah, isn't that the right context?" suddenly self conscious of the way he used it, he looks around the room for approval.

"yes luca, that is the way you would say it, we just didn't expect it from you, that's all. And thank you, that was the intention." i can tell lucas been spending too much time with us girls, he's starting to talk like us.

"speaking of 'ate' i'm hungry and ready to eat," trevor demands his food like a little child. we agree and start loading up the vehicles before trevor throws a full blown fit.

me and connor are stuck in the back seat of trevors car, with cole in the front seat.

i lean over and whisper to him "can you believe it's almost been a year since we started dating?"

"I mean, there was a short period of time where we weren't dating," he reminds me.

"yes, but a year since we first made it official." I smile up at him, excited of how far we've come.

"are you two lovebirds back there almost done your little moment? we get it, you're in love and have been for a long time,?" trevor interrupts our little moment, "but are we ready to party in here?!"

he then proceeds to play Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus, getting all four of us hyped up. you can always count of trevor to play some good white girl music, and to get the crowd hyped up and partying, it was like his little gift.

we get to the restaurant after 15 ish minutes of taylor swift and ariana grande blasting. we were the last there, which was shocking with the way trevor was driving, I would sooner trust a 10 year old than trevor again. I swear he was going like 100 kmh in a 50 zone.

we are seated pretty quickly; thank you quinn for making a reservation for us. on my one side is connor, which we obviously did on purpose, but what we didn't try to do was put jack on my other side, which I think made connor jealous. He would never admit it but he doesn't like jack. I don't think he has a problem with jack as a person, but just the fact that he had me for a couple of months and connor didn't.

I order a steak and a twice baked potato, my favourite. I think I scared off some of the college boys tonight, ethan even told me he had never seen a girl scarf down a steak like that.

if a man can't love me for how I eat my steak how will he ever love me? connor loves me despite how much and how quickly I can eat and I love him for it.

this night is so special to me, I know that me and connor have been together for a while but we never really went on fancy dates. we did a lot of dates at our apartments, wearing sweatpants and watching romcoms. yes, all of our friends might be here but I'm only here for connor. this was our little celebration, celebrating our spark again.

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