to all the boys i've loved before

6

lara jean's pov:

peter is so cute when he sleeps. why am i thinking about that? i get a text from peter.

peter- my mom reallyyyy wants to meet you. dinner my place? you down?

lara jean-hmmmm sure! when?

peter- is tonight ok?

lara jean- tonights fine! 

peter- ok cool. ill pick you up at 6pm?

lara jean- kk

later that day

im actually kind of nervous. peter doesn't know it but, im starting to have real feelings for him. im so stupid i should have never let this happen. i obviously want his mom to like me! i pick out a outfit that is very appropriate, and brush my hair, since i know peter likes it down. i put on some lip balm, and then wait for 6 o clock. what the hell am i going to say?

at peter's house

peter's mom smiled at me "so, peter tells me you have two sisters?'

"yeah, im the middle child. i have a older sister who's in college and a younger sister, who is owen's age." i look towards peter's little brother, owen, which i am sure is very kitty's type.

"wow, you're quite lucky! im stuck with these two heathens. your mom must love having girls huh?"

peter interrupts "mom, i told you, lara jeans mother passed away when she was little."

peter's mom looks down, obviously feeling guilty "im so sorry lara jean.."

"no no, its ok, but kitty she really is a heathen."

peter's mom looks relieved, as i take another bite of pasta, and peter smiles at me. i think she likes me. good job lara jean!

the next day, school

oh my god. the ski trip is this weekend. what am i gonna do? i didn't think i would still be "dating" peter, oh my god i really don't want to go! i complain to peter and try to talk him out of it, but he refuses.

"it's part of the contract!" he keeps repeating.

i get it, it's part of the fucking contract. i guess im going on the ski trip. this is going to be a long weekend.

after school

"please please please?" i beg tings. i can't go on that ski trip alone!

"im begging you PLEASE! how am i going to survive without you?"

"lara jean, it's two days, you'll be fine!"

"no!!!" i say dramatically.

and even after a full hour of begging tings, she still doesn't give in. she says ill have lucas. i guess that's true. but still!

"now go pack! you're going to have the best weekend ever." tings says smiling at me, ushering me to go upstairs. i groan and go pack my clothes. i can't believe this is happening.