Chapter Five

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Summer's P.O.V.

"Fourteen." I replied. 'He knew. How'd he know.' For the first time in a long time I was actually eating, and I wasn't mad at myself. I took a bite of the cupcake. Connor started laughing. "What's so funny?" I asked.

"You have frosting on your nose."

"What? Where?"

"Right here" he said as he wiped it off. I laughed and shook my head. He moved his hand and brushed my hair behind my ear. He leaned towards me. Closer and closer. He stopped right as his lips were right in front of mine.

"I'm sorry." He said as he pulled his head back.

"Don't be." I replied. He stared at me. He skooted his chair closer to mine.

"Really?"

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